I mentioned that animal reincarnation is one of those divisive issues that I have a definite stand on. I knew that I have had lives as other animals, and as a human the idea of examining them has both fascinated and confused me. How would a human mind even comprehend what it is like to be a dog, or an ant? So for awhile it remained a somewhat idle curiosity.
In meditation one night, I sensed a presence near me. When it came into visual focus, I saw that it was a giraffe, and the emotions I felt towards this person were…maybe a little surprising? I felt like I knew this person, although I didn’t think I knew them in my current life. She felt as though she were saying to me “I am still here, I’m still a presence in your life, I’m still here to protect you and love you.” She didn’t feel like a guide, she felt like…a mother. And that was what I sensed: she was my mother from a past life. I had a brief glimpse of me as a baby giraffe near her, touching her. That was all I saw of her for the time being.
The other night, after a series of semi-related events, I felt urged to try looking at this lifetime. What I saw is something I have little point of reference for (I know little about giraffes and African terrain, for instance), but I will share what I saw when I attempted to look into this life’s memories:
I was looking at a somewhat bleak landscape…hills in the near distance, overcast sky threatening rain…no real trees or shrubs in my field of vision, but the ground was dotted with what looked like lava deposits, little craggly black rocks here and there.
Next I saw my mother’s face bending into mine. The focus shifted slightly and I saw us standing together. In meditation, I asked “did we communicate,” and I heard/felt (it wasn’t through words or any discernible verbal sounds that I could hear) the meaning “…close…by…” as in “stay close by me.”
After a few moments, I asked in my meditation, “What did I like to eat?” I had this sensation of something twiggy and crunchy in my mouth, and then a taste…a sharp, strong, minty-eucalyptus flavor.
It suddenly occurred to me to think about lightning and whether this was ever a concern for giraffes (thinking back to the previous overcast landscape).
Later on I tried doing some research to see if the landscape I saw was somewhere a giraffe would ever be, and while I didn’t find anything specifically (keeping in mind that this life likely took place centuries ago and most giraffes are in captivity these days), I found some articles about the prevalence of giraffe lightning deaths. Hmmm….something to consider as my possible death in that lifetime…
As a side note, I’ve always been terrified of storms, even when safely inside. I grew up with nasty monsoons so I knew a good storm, and the thunder scared me to death. Maybe this lifetime explains a little bit of why?
As always, more will follow as it comes to me!