I'm not going to dig into the metaphysical in my comment. I leave that to Irving, who always has the most insightful and esoteric relationship to posts he reads. What I have to contribute is only that I've been fascinated by the concept of reincarnation ever since I had one of those unexplained encounters with someone who knew me and I knew them, but we had never met. Crazy? Perhaps. Or it could be that cosmic consciousness that Irving mentions. In any case, I enjoyed your exploration of this subject and the tie to the WWI era.
As ever, thanks a mill for reading and taking the time to comment. I am a sucker for Dolores Cannon, although I have never had the courage to undergo regressive hypnotherapy, for fear of what I might discover. I know that WW1, for some reason, has a special resonance in my psyche. Your account of knowing someone you never met is very interesting. What can it mean? I guess I'll leave it to Shakespeare: 'There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.'
Steve, I hope that this doesn’t annoy you but I’d like to proffer a perspective on metaphysical memory that you may find interesting. A question: What if the emerging speculation on ontological alternatives is correct, that there is a cosmic consciousness, an Unus Mundus, that we may tap into, some more than others? This veers from the religious prescriptions of Hinduism, Buddhism, Jainism, and Sikhism into the universe of Spinoza, Jung and Pauli. Thus if Jason is not recalling an incident from a previous life, but has tapped into the universal consciousness that connects him to this particular individual and moment in history, then the scenery and its meaning changes. In addition, since in this picture of cosmology, time is an illusion, the historical moment can be accessible to any traveler connected to it. Imagine stepping into the horror of the moment.
Dear Irving, you are always challenging and thought-provoking. The idea of a collective consciousness that we can tap into is plausible. I am not sure what it is about WW1 that fascinates and horrifies me at the same time. My grandfather fought in that horror story and was lucky to be taken prisoner in 1916. His accounts of going over the top were truly terrifying but at the same time morbidly fascinating for a 9 year-old boy. For some reason it has haunted me ever since. The poetry from that time, Owen et al, and books like All Quiet on the Western Front made an indelible impression on a young man. I re-read All Quiet again recently and was no less affected. Sometimes, I feel as though I had really been there and fallen on some God forsaken salient. Perhaps I'm tapping into something. However, I would rather tapped into something more peaceful and life-affirming. As ever, thank you for engaging.
I'm not going to dig into the metaphysical in my comment. I leave that to Irving, who always has the most insightful and esoteric relationship to posts he reads. What I have to contribute is only that I've been fascinated by the concept of reincarnation ever since I had one of those unexplained encounters with someone who knew me and I knew them, but we had never met. Crazy? Perhaps. Or it could be that cosmic consciousness that Irving mentions. In any case, I enjoyed your exploration of this subject and the tie to the WWI era.
As ever, thanks a mill for reading and taking the time to comment. I am a sucker for Dolores Cannon, although I have never had the courage to undergo regressive hypnotherapy, for fear of what I might discover. I know that WW1, for some reason, has a special resonance in my psyche. Your account of knowing someone you never met is very interesting. What can it mean? I guess I'll leave it to Shakespeare: 'There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.'
Just FYI you’ve inspired me to write a story based on that strange encounter. Thank you I need ideas to keep the writing flowing.
I meant to say there must be a story in that strange experience you had. Look forward to reading.
Steve, I hope that this doesn’t annoy you but I’d like to proffer a perspective on metaphysical memory that you may find interesting. A question: What if the emerging speculation on ontological alternatives is correct, that there is a cosmic consciousness, an Unus Mundus, that we may tap into, some more than others? This veers from the religious prescriptions of Hinduism, Buddhism, Jainism, and Sikhism into the universe of Spinoza, Jung and Pauli. Thus if Jason is not recalling an incident from a previous life, but has tapped into the universal consciousness that connects him to this particular individual and moment in history, then the scenery and its meaning changes. In addition, since in this picture of cosmology, time is an illusion, the historical moment can be accessible to any traveler connected to it. Imagine stepping into the horror of the moment.
Dear Irving, you are always challenging and thought-provoking. The idea of a collective consciousness that we can tap into is plausible. I am not sure what it is about WW1 that fascinates and horrifies me at the same time. My grandfather fought in that horror story and was lucky to be taken prisoner in 1916. His accounts of going over the top were truly terrifying but at the same time morbidly fascinating for a 9 year-old boy. For some reason it has haunted me ever since. The poetry from that time, Owen et al, and books like All Quiet on the Western Front made an indelible impression on a young man. I re-read All Quiet again recently and was no less affected. Sometimes, I feel as though I had really been there and fallen on some God forsaken salient. Perhaps I'm tapping into something. However, I would rather tapped into something more peaceful and life-affirming. As ever, thank you for engaging.