Old soul....

[tinkpixie0621]

Thinking about that Tarot Card thing, and the response supergoober had to mine makes me wonder...

I didn't get one of those "higher path" cards. The reason on the website had to do with being a newer soul as opposed to an old soul.

My mom, crazyauntjaynie has always said I'm an old soul...and I think she'd know. I've always had an affinity for old Celtic myths and legends, and Mom swears I lived back then. I had a teacher in high school who always told me I looked like a Renaissance princess. Not that I'd want to go live back then, because I really like my modern conveniences, but it's interesting to think about.

Why are we drawn to certain people? Or interested in certain time periods? My Tia (mom's sister) is a huge Civil War buff and totally convinced she was a nurse back then.

Oh, bummer...I'd really like to post more about this, but I have to get back to work...

Meh.

Comments

[blackwidowcrf.livejournal.com]

I definitely don't think you're weird and freaky ladycheavlier! I too feel this same thing!

I feel the same way about ancient english and celtic myths and legends. But, also, all things native american. I am so drawn to the earth religions and am just convinced I was an indian at one time. I had dreams for years of a man with long black hair, chased by soldiers or something. Was it me or my love? I don't know. Not for nothing do I have wolves all over my house and tattooed on my body! They are my totem.

I'm also fascinated with all things of the Titanic and often wonder if I was on that ship.

Anyway, I'm glad that I can talk about this kind of stuff with people who understand and believe!

[gypsyariana.livejournal.com]

It'd be neat to go do that regression thing where a psychic takes you through all your past lives. Then you could figure out if that Native American you keep seeing in your dreams was one of your past lives!

I'm glad everyone didn't think I was a total freak for posting this. :)

[supergoober.livejournal.com]

I don't think I'd be up for regression therapy. I saw this movie once where Al Brooks and Meryl Streep end up in heaven and get to watch movies of their past lives, and she was Prince Valiant, heroically fighting and stuff, and he was a caveman about to get eaten by a woolly mammoth.

I have the sinking feeling that, if I've lived before, I was dinner rather than hero when I died...

It's kind of like the premonition I've had since childhood that my own death will be 1)stupid and 2)my own fault.