Hello folks,

in october or november 2002, in Rishikesh, India, i was, one way or another, SHOWN these scenes from a past life.

I think it's a little too much to rewrite the whole story, it will take a long time, so i will give you the site on where i posted this experience.



Some more stories of people who had simular experiences ?
And how it affects your present daily life ?

I hope to hear from you soon,

Haribol

Erik.

The link doesn't work anymore, the forum changed it, only i can see it when i log in, so i will copy and paste the story here....:

Posted: 16/12/2006 Post subject: I'm looking for identification for a past life remembrance

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Haribol,

I am looking for an identification for a Templar knight or an event that happened after 1147 (i think).

This happened to me in 2002 :

I was in Rishikesh, India for the 3rd time ( i am a yoga teacher and learned yoga there in 1998) and used to meditate on Shiva from 3 o'clock in the morning until around 5 or 5.30. I did more yoga and i was in a receptive state.
When one day somewhere in november or october 2002 before i woke up, i or i had a dream or i was taken out of my body by someone, i think the latter.
I was shown a peak inside the Akashi chronicles (everything we think, feel, say or do is recorded in this subtle space, great yogi's can tab into this).
I was shown the following :

I saw a marketplace where everybody did their normal business, it was a medieval marketplace, suddenly these people where under attack (i guess by muslim, i don't know for sure) and i witnessed a great slaughter among these people, blood etc....
The next scene was that i "floated" in the top of a wooden church, the woodcarvings were from extraordinary quality, i remembered to be in great joy seeing this. Then so many people fled or were driven into this church and the church, with the people inside where set on fire to burn to ashes.
Next scene and intuive knowledge where i was, i found myself in a prison camp in the desert.
This prison camp was divided into 2, one for the captivated Christians who were faithful to Christ, didn't want to convert to islam and were about to die by the sword.
The other side was for the Christians who agreed to fight with the muslims, i don't know if they had to convert or not.
Anyway, i was one of them who chose to fight with the muslims......but i did this in order to escape !!
So i must have had a plan.
Then i saw myself exchanging notes with fellow prisoners from, i think, the other side, just to let them know i was not a lowlife traitor, but i did this to escape and i might have invited some of them to go with me ( i learned later, by reading books on the Templars that it was quite out of the ordinary for a Templar to read and write, so i must have been a high ranking Templar).
So i was getting trained (this side was a trainings camp) to join the fight together with the muslims.
There was a muslim who had the task to guard me and my comrades ( I was not the only one who decided to join them). I had the strong impression that i had made friends with him.
The next thing i clearly saw, was that it was night and the muslim guard was suspicious, he looked through a round hole in his wooden door ( i saw this from the inside of his room) to oversee the prisoners ( he might have had some kind of knowledge of us escaping, a God feeling) and then i saw myself blowing my breath over the palm of my right hand into his face, he got tired and retired to his bed to get some sleep ( so i must have possessed some magic powers, cause i might have been out of my body doing this, i don't know).
So i opened up the door and took his shoes (sandals) with me, leaving the door open. I think i did this just to screw him one way or another, like proving my wickedness or sense of superiority towards him.
We had to hurry up ( i was not alone) and the next segment i still don't understand, that's why i think it must have been a dream, although i clearly felt that i was taken out of my body and when this all finished, i was gently brought back to my body.
So we were in a hurry and then we run to a cave complex, we had balloons of all kinds of colors, purple, red, orange in our hands and with this, we floated into the caves downwards until we reached a cave where we got out ( i know, it sounds weird, i was not on drugs or so, again, i really don't understand this scene).
So we got out and entered a magical scene, a huge Cathedral was there to welcome us, we were so happy and relieved, i saw my men kneeling down before the Cathedral and then i saw that they wore white gowns with red crosses on the back ( i read in a book that i bought last year, that the Pope at that time ordered to sow a red cross on the back of the gowns, this was ordered in 1147, that's why i know this all happened after 1147).

Now can anybody, please, please tell me if this has been recorder in writing in some sort of book or so.
You see, sometimes i feel a little bit not so good, about what i did to this poor muslim guard, he must have been punished by his comrades (although i met him in this life also, i think still wearing the scars of the past, he could vividly remember this all, yet he is on his way to enlightenment, may God bless him.).
But still it would be nice to, one way or another, rectify his name and fame, whenever still recorded by oral tradition or otherwise in some remote Middle East village or so.

Hi Erik

I can't claim to have had a past life as a Templar Knight.  I do own one book on the Templars (Dungeon, Fire & Sword) but that is as close as I have come.  But the only past life experience that I can lay claim to is not too far away chronologically (I suppose, if you consider 150 years close) and that was of a Welsh girl with healing skills in England in December 999.  Sorry it's not more topical to your post.  How does it affect my daily life?  I wish I could say with nobility and reverence that it does, but the truth is that my daily life keeps me busy enough that I don't reflect on it.  Trying not to screw up too much each day keeps me busy.  But thanks for the look at a very interesting PLE.

Hello Earlof,

thank you for reading this story of mine, i think it is quite important to share those kind of experiences with eachother, we now live in exciting times where everything is out in the open.
We should take full advantage of this, it hasn't been like this always throughout history.

Nice that you can come up with a past life yourself, although you said 150 years back and then the year 999.

Anyway, with self practise you can also step back into your own life thread,
i was lucky, i was shown this life for a particular reason and it clearified a lot of how i think about what is going on in this world of today from a very early age on.

Haribolo !!

erik.

Well this has been interesting to read erik...however it must have been a good deal later than 1147 i think as balloons were only invented around a hundred and sixty odd years ago in 1842 they were made from pig/cow bladders (originaly) and probably wouldn't have been coloured for a good many years after that (IMO) certainly purple was a very expensive colour to make back then (so i have read) so i cant imagine a purple balloon to have been so readily available to a bunch of Templar come Muslim escapees. I watched a program called Myth busters not so long ago where they did an experiment on a litle girl with a bunch of balloons (to see if they realy could carry a person any distance). The myth busters filled thousands of balloons with helium and got a 44-pound little girl to volunteer. To lift her up required about 4,000 balloons...hmmm

perhaps your balloons were filled with hot air? The first practical hot-air balloon was invented in 1782 by two French brothers, Jacques Étienne and Joseph Michel Montgolfier, wealthy papermakers of Annonay, France.(Google it if you wish)

sorry to be so sceptical but it just dosn't seem to be so long ago given the facts.