Life In Cycles

Some think that when we die we go to a higher plain, where we live a peaceful life away from the heartache and pain. But what if we're just born again and given a different name, brought up by different parents so it doesn't seem the same. The knowledge of each lifetime is in the memory of your soul, of which you are an extension and the only place you're whole. You still would meet your loved ones as though it were pre-arranged, there would be no recognition but the vibrations haven't changed. Maybe different experiences are what we're here to collect, and only when the task is complete can our soul be considered perfect.