The Past Lives of Children

As soon as they learn to speak, some children are able to tell remarkably detailed stories of people, places and events in what might be their past lives. 

Have you lived before? Over 60 percent of the world’s population believes in some form of reincarnation, according to Dr. J. Chiappalone in his book Keys to Reality. “From the logical point of view,” he writes, “when contemplating our existence from the metaphysical and philosophical aspect, [the] single life theory does not make much sense. The hit or miss theory of only one life in order to attain a heavenly goal appears absurd, when one views the varying conditions of particular lives.”

There is no way to empirically prove reincarnation, however. What evidence we have comes from the testimony of people who claim to recall – sometimes vividly – people, places, things and events from what they believe could be their past lives. The skeptical viewpoint is that these recollections are little more than flights of fantasy and wishful thinking.

More difficult to dismiss, perhaps, are such recollections from small children who, without prompting, describe their memories of former lives. “Some as young as two and still in diapers blurt out, ‘I remember when I died before’ or ‘My other mommy had curly hair,'” says the website Children’s Past Lives, based on the book by Carol Bowman. “They often describe details that they had no way of learning in this life.” Dr. Ian Stevenson, one of the foremost researchers into the past lives of children and author of Children Who Remember Previous Lives, has documented over a 40-year period more than 2,600 cases that he says offer “undeniable evidence” for the truth of these memories.

In a recently published book about Stevenson’s work, Old Souls – Compelling Evidence from Children Who Remember Past Lives, author Thomas Shroder writes: “These children supply names of towns and relatives, occupations and relationships, attitudes and emotions that, in hundreds of cases around the world, are unique to a single dead individual, often apparently unknown to their present families. But the fact is, the people the children remember did exist, the memories that the children claim can be checked against real lives and their alleged feats of identification verified – or contradicted – by a variety of witnesses.”

Here are some of those anecdotes from Stevenson’s research and other sources:

Civil War Soldier
Carol Bowman was inspired to write Children’s Past Lives by the vivid recollections of her own children. When investigating with a therapist why her five-year-old son Chase was frightened by certain loud noises, the small boy described events that obviously did not occur in this life. “I’m standing behind a rock. I’m carrying a long gun with a kind of sword at the end. I have dirty, ripped clothes, brown boots, a belt. I’m hiding behind a rock, crouching on my knees and shooting at the enemy. I’m at the edge of a valley. The battle is going on all around me. I don’t want to look, but I have to when I shoot. Smoke and flashes everywhere. And loud noises: yelling, screaming, loud booms. I’m not sure who I’m shooting at – there’s so much smoke, so much going on. I’m scared. I shoot at anything that moves. I really don’t want to be here and shoot other people.”

Tell-Tale Birthmarks
Dr. Stevenson’s research has often turned up verified correlations between birthmarks and traumatic events in the past lives of his young subjects:

  • An Indian boy with an array of birthmarks on his chest recalled being killed by a shotgun blast to the chest.
  • Another boy in India remembers a past life in which some of his fingers were cut off by a fodder-chopping machine. This boy was born with mere stumps for fingers.  

Past Life as a Nun
Carol Bowman relates the story of a little girl named Elspeth who, before she was even two years old, spontaneously recalled becoming a nun. “I’m going to take my vows,” she suddenly told her mother while bathing, in one of the first full sentences she had ever uttered. “I’m not Elspeth now. I’m Rose, but I’m going to be Sister Teresa Gregory.” This small child even described some of her convent duties, including milking the goats, making cheese and saying prayers. She even described her own death.

The Sewing Sailor
In another anecdote from Bowman’s book, five-year-old Tommy Hibbert somehow knew how to sew a button back on his pants. “Tommy went and got a needle and thread,” his mother recalled, “threaded the needle, and sewed that button on so expertly that I couldn’t believe it. I had never taught him to sew and he had never even seen me do it. Amazed, I asked him, ‘Where on earth did you learn to sew buttons on like this?’ ‘Well, we used to do it on my ship all of the time,’ he answered. ‘You were a sailor?’ ‘Oh, yes.’ And then he told me about how his ship would creak in the night while he was lying in his bunk in what he described as an old sailing ship with tall masts and many ropes.” Tommy grew up and joined the Navy.

Cannon Balls
At the Children’s Past Lives Forum, a mother tells of the many “memories” of her three-year-old daughter who would say, “I want to go to my other home!” Even after asking her, she couldn’t explain it – just that their house wasn’t her home. She also unexpectedly told her father that “cannon balls go really far” and killed “me and my horse.”

Foreign Language
Another post on the Forum tells this interesting story: “My son, who is 15, had a very interesting experience last evening. He, myself and my wife all fell asleep watching TV in our den. I work third shift and set an alarm to awake me. I told my son to make sure I was awake so I could get ready for work. Well, the alarm went off and seemingly only awoke me. I called out to my son several times. He is a very deep sleeper and when he awoke, it was a startling awakening. He sat up and started talking in a foreign tongue for several seconds. Nothing I recognized. He is in his third year of Spanish, but it was not Spanish. After I called out to him, it seemed as if though he ‘snapped’ out of it and awoke. His eyes were open the whole time and he does not remember his speaking.”

A Great King
A poster to the Forum from St. Louis tells this story: “Upon waking from a night’s slumber just days ago, the five-year-old son of one of my dearest friends shared with his mother that he was once ‘King Hitop’ in a past life. According to the five-year-old, he was ‘very powerful’ and that his royal background had been revealed to him in a dream. He even spelled the name: H-I-T-O-P. According to his mother, there had been no mention of ancient kings or queens in his preschool class and, as far as she could remember, he hadn’t watched anything on TV or read any books on the subject.”

The Great Ship Wreck
In his article, “Evidence of Reincarnation and the Creation of a New World” for Awareness magazine, Walter Semkiw relates the story of William Barnes who began to speak of past-life memories at age four: “At the age of four, I drew a ship with four smokestacks and told my parents, ‘This was my ship, but she died.’ I insisted my mother call me ‘Tommie’ and spoke of two brothers, a sister, aunts and uncles, none of whom my parents knew,” Barnes wrote in his book, Thomas Andrews – A Voyage into History. “There were also relentless nightmares – a huge ship looming above me, piercing screams, heated arguments, the frigid water stabbing at my body, a peach-colored mass of steel falling on me – and, again and again, I would wake up crying… At age 25, I sought the help of a counselor who used hypnosis as a means of relaxation. During the session, I heard myself arguing about ‘the ship’s design.’ At the instant I came out of the trance, I sat up and said, ‘my name is Tommie Andrews.'” Thomas Andrews was the designer of the ill-fated ocean liner Titanic

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