The subject of reincarnation came up recently in my life and the conversation stirred a cascade of ideas. I know many of my thoughts have been planted and watered by listening to discussions by people who have had near death experiences, both in books and on podcasts or videos on the internet, and the garden has been expanded by other ideas such as timelessness and multiple dimensions. It’s somewhat like putting a puzzle together with little pieces of a 10 billion piece puzzle. I don’t think I can begin to fathom the complete picture, not from this point of my human perspective, but I love the mystery.
I remember when I first thought about multiple lifetimes. I was young, perhaps approximately 15, and I worked at an Italian bakery on Saturday mornings downtown London, Ontario. The market where I worked was on the bottom floor of a parkade and it was surrounded by rather seedy bars. As I made my way through the street, I could see many of the previous nights’ customers sleeping it off in the doorways. I felt very sad for their station in life and choose to have a conversation with God about life.
“It’s not fair that we only have one chance in life”, I said indignantly. “What are the chances that any one of these men will rise up and live their full life potential. Why can’t we have more than one try at this”
Years later I read a story about Virginia Burns Tighe, who under the influence of hypnosis, remembered a previous life in Ireland in the early nineteenth century as Bridy Murphy. My thoughts exploded and I remembered thanking God for this little piece of the puzzle that gave me hope that all of us have opportunities to evolve.
The conversation that I was previously mentioned suggested that we have a human life once and then move on to experience our consciousness in a multitude of different dimensions. I felt that implied that we only have one point of consciousness. We are here and then we are somewhere else.
Through my readings and different forms of information, I came to see myself as just a finger puppet of my greater, Divine Self, showing up in form in this illusion of reality have an event we call Life. But how many fingers did Spirit have and how many versions of my Higher Self were also showing up in form somewhere else in form and time?
And if there was no time, per se, these other human incarnations anywhere along the constructed timeline we call history and the future, could be having a life in form just like me, all at the same time.
There is truly no past, nor future, only the moment NOW, and NOW is infinite. Oh, the diversity of it!
And that is just on this planet. What about all those multidimensional locations where form and density and colours and vibrations could be very different. Am I present there as well? At the same time as this?
Or, what if every human in existence is an aspect of us as well? The popular phrase “We are all One”, could very literally be true.
The complexity of possibilities blows this human dot’s present conscious mind to bits.
I have no idea!
But I know Who does!
And I am grateful for the gift of wondering.