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Strangely familiar

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I know the subject I am going to write about is a little bit “out there” and it may pass people as random gibberish. But it’s nothing unusual for me since I have long challenged the status quo, and long stopped competing for the most popular vote. I have long dared to be myself without compromising my beliefs to fit in, I just say it how it is, and a major place to express such views has been here, on my blog. I do have to say that WordPress has been a great platform, and all of you have been amazing, allowing me to share such thoughts in written and picture form without fear of judgement. You have shown me your patience and together we explored subjects that are not always easy to be addressed. Thank you for never making me feel weird, but embracing my uniqueness. You truly are the best…

Just recently I wrote a post about Spirituality and Buddhism. I expressed my thoughts about our individual journey for acceptance, and finding something that gives us the feeling that there is more to life that meets the eye. Many of you commented and felt compelled to share your views about your own journey. I really appreciated it and I think a lot of it depends on your code of life, what your views entail, about your values and principles, and your general outlook on life. Whether you usually positive about the things that happen in your life, even the bad ones, (especially the bad ones) or do you feel that challenges quickly get you down, leaving you feeling defeated?

Today I want touch on another great subject that’s been in my mind and talk about past lives. Have you ever experienced something that seems strangely familiar? Something that feels like you have done before, even though you know it’s your first experience…in this lifetime. Yet there is a familiarity, a knowing, a lesson that was already learned at a different time. How do you explain it beyond the Deja Vue? Is it coincidence?Which brings me to the question of whether you believe in past lives?

For me one of those experiences links back to the Native American wisdom and such way of life. From little on I was playing cowboys and Indians with Mom. I was always the Indian and Mom spent her fair share tied to the chair which was my totem pole. Sure…lots of kids do, right? At Halloween events and functions, my costume would often be that of an Indian chief. Still not all that strange. As an adult I was always drawn to spotted horses and thought that they were the most magnificent of them all. There was a love and deep emotion for those beautiful creatures without apparent reason, unable to explain, it just was. I am an animal lover, so what does it have to do with native Americans. Today I drive a Mustang and never thought anything of it until the other day as it was pointed out to me. Maybe my mustang used to have four legs once upon a time and happened to be spotted.

Going through life I would learn lessons in line with Native American wisdom. Of course I ever knew, and it was never immediately obvious, I just stumble across the information on the web or else at a later time, and somehow these pieces always magnificently fell into my lap, as if explaining, justifying my experiences. Today I would tell you that there are no ordinary moments and those coincidences are actually synchronicities from the universe guiding you along.

It was those lessons that spoke to me and made the utmost sense. They simply fit and I relate to this culture a great deal. For instance I relate to the land, our wilderness as a sacred space. I don’t get involved in competitions as far as life is concerned and some find it hard to believe that I want everyone to win. There is a oneness, a winning in numbers that thrives me more than individual success. I believe in simplicity, minimalism, to serve, respect, and live without fear. I believe in Mother Earth, world peace and showing kindness to all. Listening to Native American music gives me chills and stirs something deep within that leaves me emotional but also deeply at peace.

For a birthday a few years back, I received the present of a Native American headdress. I can’t explain how meaningful this piece is to me, and it is a sacred object that I respect a great deal. Although in Native American history and customs it would be very disrespectful for a woman to wear such a headdress. These were for the men and warriors only and were nowhere to be found near a woman. Disrespect for a culture I believe in so deeply would be the last thing on my agenda and I mean no harm or disregard. To me it is a symbol of great strength and honor. It is a reminder of becoming a warrior myself and all the fights I had to fight along the way to arrive here. It is symbolic and powerful, it brings me motivation and strengths and from time to time I wear it and let the magic of it infuse my body, because there will always be some sort of fight that needs to be fought.

To sum it all up where I am going with this, and not believing in coincidences and ordinary moments, I can’t help but wonder. There are too many familiarities. Maybe just maybe all of my love for Native American history and wisdom, why I love mustangs both the animal and the car, the profound meaning of the headdress, the respect for the land and the deep emotions that tie me to those roots, maybe just maybe these are the remnants from a prior life. Maybe a distant memory as my soul relives some of those teachings. Maybe those are the memory of a past life my soul has experienced, maybe the life as Indian chief.

 

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Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

19 thoughts on “Strangely familiar

  1. It’s pretty apparent to me at this point that transmigration is a real thing. I used to obsess over “study” of literature on the subject, going to past life regressions, etc. Ultimately, the question seems more of an obstacle. No matter how many butterflies float in my stomach, thinking I was some priest or influential person in the past, my duty in this life calls out. Most of the stories I hear are people saying they were influential spiritual leaders, but how often do you hear someone say they were a lower-class person without fame? Hardly. Coincidence? I don’t think so.

    At this point, for me, spending time mulling over my past lives is an organic waste of time. It’s a fun topic to come back to once and a while. It’s nostalgic when I run into people who are just becoming aware of such a thing. If I meet a Yogi who taps my head and my past lives come rushing back for me to be able to do something I couldn’t possibly do right now, then it’ll carry more meaning. At this point, whether I was this or that in a past life yields a big old shrug – back to chopping wood and carrying water. Thanks for the content 🙂

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    1. I think you got a valid point here and perhaps most people would think of themselves as influential persons in a potential prior life. I haven’t really discussed the subject with too many people, but the ones I have were not famous or influential in what they recalled about themselves.
      I don’t really spend a lot of time mulling it over whether I was here before or not, but sometimes it is a gut feeling, something familiar. I think it’s fascinating and intriguing.
      I truly appreciate your input, your comment, and sharing your experience. Have a great day. 😉

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  2. You are so right Rhapsody. We are many, who search for inner peace and to find out, why we are here at all. We can search in the past or past lives and maybe learn something, but I find it more relevant to find our purpose for this life. We wouldn’t have got this life, if it was not needed for our soul, I think.
    I would love to read, for serious, what you wrote down in your post, but I can’t see this good at my PC. The words are jumping around and very spread, so I don’t get the fully meaning with this.
    Much love to you, dear friend ❤

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  3. Your words of connection spoke to me… And yes, there is connection to previous lives.
    Your connection memories to native people, and horses intrigued my. I pulled a tarot card (figuratively on the Internet) and the ‘Death’ card came out. The knight on a beautiful white horse, signifying a change to your life. To move on, means letting go and allowing it to happen. I hope you find the answer my sister. ❤️❤️❤️

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  4. I love that picture, first of all 🙂 And I have often grappled with the same question. Have I been here before? Sometimes when I write historical stuff, especially centered around World War II, it is eerily easy to visualize. It feels so… well… familiar. One could stay I’ve studied those battlefields enough to just know, but others could say something else entirely. A great post!

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    1. I think there will always be the ones that go with a gut feeling of knowing and it will be enough, while others will need proof and evidence. It depends on what you want to believe and what feels right to you. You strike me as an old soul my friend, one that has been here before and one that has seen a thing or two. Thank you for your input. ❤️

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  5. Dear lady, when I see a 4 yr old boy doing things on a piano that masters struggle with, there is no way that he hasn’t brought something with him. A past life, genius in his DNA or just the beauty of a love that is in us all and he got to touch its depth straight away.
    A lovely story you have told, a heartfelt one and one that should be followed because it touches that place that brings a smile, and can be heard in your words and the attitude they bring.
    Would an indian chief be upset? I think he would be more upset that you didn’t follow your heart and flew with the eagles as an enlightened being should ❤️

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    1. As always your words touch my heart Mark, and again it takes a special person to understand what I am trying to say with subjects such as these.
      You are absolutely right and I appreciate your insight. One only a healer can give. I rest and take comfort in your theory of not having upset any Indian chiefs because of wearing my own headdress. Perhaps chocolate could also help 😉 Thank you dear friend. Have a great Sunday.

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