reincarnationcafe

It's an old habit, so bear with me.

Someone asked me what do you call past life recall. I said I had read that another way of calling it is far memory, and I love the term. But, all the clairsentience discussion on Coffey made me think - would you call past life recall by a clair category?

You have clairvoyance for seeing things now; claircognizance, for seeing the future, or predicting things. But what about sensing the past?

I would like to clarify how I sense things, personally. What about you?

I am claireidactic (eye-DACK-tick) I see the images of the past clearly, and eidactic has to do with photographic memory.

Clairmnemonic (mem-NON-ick) may be right for being able to perceive the past through symbols or clues.

Claireminiscent - for someone who retains full memories...

But - it's all a word game! What do you think - is there any use for it?

I always just called past life recall past life recall or past life memories. Maybe clairregressive since you can look back. Not sure. Claireidactic makes the most sense I guess.

There are different types of memories (current life as well as past life)

Eidetic (that's the correct spelling, btw) is only one type of recall, defined in the Wikipedia entry as: Eidetic memory, photographic memory, or total recall is the ability to recall images, sounds, or objects in memory with extreme accuracy and in abundant volume.

This type of memory is uncommon in people, which may be why it is that some people can recall PL memories and some cannot.

But that doesn't all of the different ways we remember, such as knowing something we learned at one point and using that knowledge, muscle memory, etc.

Phoenix

That's what I get nowadays for not checking the spelling of an unfmailiar word each and every time I use it...claireidetic it is.

What's worse than the memory of a rememberer getting worse?

I sense and I see.
Something feels familiar or looks familiar.
It can be something I see or sense in the real world.
Or I see pictures in my head and relive emotions while I'm writing.

Images, emtional impressions.
But...that's it.
I still can't tell for sure if it's a real past life memory.
During my trip to Germany I was f-i-n-a-l-l-y able to compare all those flashbacks and dreams to the real world.
It was a refreshing reality check.
Because I could see for myself which of my memories were more or less real.
And what I made up or idealized.
It helped me to get my feet back on the ground.

What did strike me the most, was that a lot of my flashbacks aren't about people, emotions or social interactions,
but about landscapes, buildings, cities, the weather and the entire scenery.
That was the only past life proof that I got so far, the scenery of my dreams is a snapshot of landscape and cities I travelled through.
But I haven't found any other validations, like names, dates and such things.
I also didn't feel very emotional, like I could run into people from the past or anything.
Nor did I experienced any past life flashbacks during my vacation.
But there were things that absolutely felt right, perhaps I tell a bit more later...

Curious Girl.

With me, I primarily perceive my past lives from an intuitive level. I was an art major in college and I drew stuff out of my subconscious. I have several drawings that clearly suggest some of the past lives I've now learned about and more besides. I'm getting ready to re sort all my art with that in mind.

I have strong reactions to things that have no relationship to my experience in this one. From that I can deduce a little. Maybe now that I have a couple I'm sure of, I can probe even further.

Example: I always hated China. Wouldn't read about it. Didn't care about it. etc. When I got a little more mature, I made an effort to get over my narrow mindedness. So I studied Chinese culture. It was more interesting than I thought. So I don't hate it anymore. But I still don't love it, yearn for it, want to go check it out. 6 months ago I remember being a eunich in the Forbidden City. Terrible way to live. No rights, no safety, very little affection. I suspect I was well treated for a eunich but... I hated it, I hated them for treating me that way. While I was remembering, I kept telling the lady who regressed me "These people are just awful!" They were like the Klingons on star trek or something. Now I know where my orignal dislike of China comes from (along with a whole raft of personal issues).

I've deduced that I was Victorian like that though I'm not quite sure who and I deduced stuff about my last life as well.

I don't know what you'd call it though... maybe retro intuitive?

Peter

Example: I always hated China. Wouldn't read about it. Didn't care about it. etc. When I got a little more mature, I made an effort to get over my narrow mindedness. So I studied Chinese culture. It was more interesting than I thought. So I don't hate it anymore. But I still don't love it, yearn for it, want to go check it out. 6 months ago I remember being a eunich in the Forbidden City. Terrible way to live. No rights, no safety, very little affection. I suspect I was well treated for a eunich but... I hated it, I hated them for treating me that way. While I was remembering, I kept telling the lady who regressed me "These people are just awful!" They were like the Klingons on star trek or something. Now I know where my orignal dislike of China comes from (along with a whole raft of personal issues).

I always had the opposite reaction to China and Asia in general. Not too surprizing that my best lives were there. Never felt much fondness for Germany or my home country, not surprized to find there too my lives weren't great.

For what it's worth, if I study places, even places I don't like, I get more ambivalent and hopefully balanced. After all, Victorian England wasn't exactly the Peaceable Kingdom and I had a terrible, very unjust end in France but I don't dislike either place. Now, I can't really see that the Imperial Chinese in all their cruelty were a speck nastier than the general public in the west for most of recorded history.

The first thing that I liked about China was the communist propaganda. It was exquisite!!!! Now I wish I'd stocked up. It was all complete bull but so beautifully done.

Hi btw. nice to hear from you. Hope you're having a nice summer.

Peter