my first life on this world was a sabertooth lion.
my life was pretty normal as lives go until I broke off one of my sabers in the shoulder blade of a prehistoric bison.
the pain was excruciating and I waned in health till out of desperation I saw a mammoth stuck in a tar pit.
I took the opportunity and jumped on the back of the mammoth.
it was then I realized my horrible mistake.
because the animal sank and I could not get back to dry ground.
as I sucumbed to the fumes of the tar and I thought, this is what I get for being a lazy cat!!!
I swore in my lions heart I would never be so stupid and lazy again.
my next life I came back as a proto-human.
it seems when an animal realizes sin and the result of that sin in a real way they cease being part of the group soul and become human or something close to it.
do any of you remember what caused you to become an individual rather than a member of a group?

Hi,

I found it very interesting that you think your first life was of an animal? I have never come across anyone who has thought that before, how were you regressed? What method did you use?

Cassie

I saw myself in a museum.
I remembered the pain of that broken sabre in my mouth.
I recalled the feeling when I leaped on that dumb mammoth thinking I had an easy meal, only to discover that my laziness and opportunism had just lost me my life.
In my kitty cat's brain I swore I would never let myself be taken in by my own laziness and someone elses misfortune again.
I just know who and what I was and when I was.
I know myself when I see myself no matter what I have ever been, and I have been many things human and otherwise.
the bones no matter how old and petrified remember's and so do I.
the things I learned from all those many ways of being I cannot forget they have made me who and what I am.
I guess you could say I am that which remember's because that is the name they call me from so very long ago. seems like yesterday sometimes and I promise each existence that for me they did not live in vain.
thank you for asking.

My first incarnation ever was as some alien worm creature 6 million years ago. MY first life on Earth was as an alien scientist marooned here in 31,000BC. My first human incarnation was as part of a really primitive tribe in Africa 20,000 years ago. I died pretty young of malnutrition. The tribe lived in mud and ate bugs.

Lorina, thanks, but it sounds to me like you are a psychic-empath and you are picking up on the mammoth's last thoughts and feelings they were not your own though.

Cassie