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My Past Life Memory

Summer of 1981. I was exhausted from running after three small children. My own, which made it joyous, but still, they are active at 2, 5 and 6. I dove into the pillow on the couch and was almost instantly snoring. My heart started beating super fast; I recognized fear when I felt it. I saw a woman running down an alley screaming. Knew it was Chicago, she was dressed like Julie Andrews in Thoroughly Modern Millie. This put the year in the 1920-1930’s. Recognized the woman was me, and I was being chased. Knew it was a past life. My heart is beating loudly, and I am terrified. Lights of a car pin me in the alley. A man comes out of the shadows. Grabs me, throws me down. One shoe flies off. I know I am going to die. I feel a knife cut my throat from right to left. No doubt in my mind this happened. To me. In another incarnation.

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Date: 4/17/2021 1:18:00 PM
I believe in past lives, but I'm more thrilled looking toward an exciting, adventurous future life...not the typical heaven, either! I wrote about how boring that would be in, I think, Another Dreary Morning in Heaven.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/17/2021 5:49:00 PM
I believe heaven will be when the real living begins

Book: Shattered Sighs