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kuka

kuka

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Does anyone remember the roleplays they used to play as a child?

A great deal of my childhood, whilst playing with my friends and my sisters was spent on role playing. And I really don't know why I didn't think of it before, maybe because it was so natural, but we automatically assume different names. Both of ourselves, and our imaginery spouses, our habbits, our clothes, and yet even as we get older most of us don't even think about where all those details came from.

I've just started thinking about this and it truly has started answering some of my questions for example, in regards to my spirit guides, pastlife friends, family and even my own name. And I even know that I was addicted to smoking in my last life (i'm a non-smoker now though, but that wasn't easy to maintain).

Can anyone remember their role plays? Do you find the same as me that pieces start coming together? I'd love to hear what you think. Kuka
 
Hi Kuka,

Definitely !!!!!!!!!! I even wrote in my diary when I was pretty young...babbling on about being "half and half" that inside I was Indian, but outside I was white -- Half white and half Indian, and how much better the Indian ways were when compared to the white man. I daydreamed about leaving with my horse and riding into the country -- away from civilization - to live "again" like the Indians.

It wasn't until I was in my late 20's that I had my first past life memory of living with the Indians. I was a white boy -- whose whole family was killed -- but they took me in and I lived the rest of my life with them. I died on the Trail of Tears...with many of them.

More later - I gotta take my son to school.

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Love and Light,
Deborah

The soul's Center...is God.
 
Wow, I never thought to look at that! But now that you point it out, it would seem very valuable to look into it. I remember pretending that I was a princess. I'm sure most girls pretend this though. But also I would play that I was a dog or cat, but most often, a horse. A magical horse that turned into a princess and vice versa. Maybe I was a horse in a past life? Ha ha ha!

But on a more serious level, I remember that I always wanted my name to be Monica when I was little. It felt right. Maybe that was a past name? I'll have to think more about this to remember more details...

Peace & Love,
Vulturess
 
Yeah, actually the night I was thinking about this I also tried to think of the first name I used to call myself when I was a kid. And I think that was Suzy! I just loved that name, but at the same time, while I was going through the many names that I called myself the letter "L" kept on popping into my head. But I've never ever considered my name to start with an "L", but then the name "Leoni", came into it, but I don't know why. I haven't ever thought of this name at all.
 
wow, good point! I used to play "house" and pretend I was Jewish. I was never the mother of the house though, like a lot of kids. I wanted to be the sister. I was always pretending to be a little girl. Sometimes I would pretend we were hiding from something. Odd....good observations!
 
Hi Kuka,

What an excellent post! YES, my roleplaying tied in a lot with my past lives. I remember one summer in particular "playing" Indians with my sibling and another relative our age. It was so real that envisioned the clothes we wore, the covered wagon we were on, and we even "made up" an Cherokee Indian language. And, the whole while I knew without a doubt that we had done this together before. So, while my playmates are becoming bored, I am telling them we need to continue. My grandmother had our Indian Language on tape but that has been long lost. But, the memory is still vivid to me as if it happened yesterday.

Susie



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Free will allows me to choose my path, but my Higher Power lights the way....
 
Isn't it funny? I was always the daughter, but I was an adult daughter who was dating, and I was always driving around the city. He! And yeah, it was an English city. There was no real story to it, it was just everyday life, but I do remember how even when I was "driving" I'd drive really fast everywhere (we'd only either be on bikes, or running around) but when I'd drive too fast I'd get scared and slow down. He! Kuka
 
Wow Kuka, your post really opened up my mind!
When I was young I would roleplay also, but the amazing part is that when I was A child I had this strange obbsession with the medevil times, and I would always role play king of a castle! The other kids voted me to be king!,
but when i spiritually look at it, I had strange images in my mind of being an unhappy king, Is it possible I was a ruler of some kind in that time period?
 
Cool! And scairy...yes I did role play with sister and friends...of our cloths being ripped off and someone pulling at my body parts...I thought that it was our strange version of "doctor" that you hear kids play...but it really relates to one of my past lives now that you mention it!!!!!This role playing accured between the ages of 5-7...others?
 
Actually, that thing about the king of castle seems so likely. I used to avoid playing queens, and kings and things like that, because I found it "lonely". I always had bad, sad, rejected, and lonely feelings towards the entire subject.

And, I guess it's only now that I'm starting to open up a bit to it. But I've never been interested in royalty or castles, but maybe a bit of the middle ages, because I had negative "memories??" of them.

But as far as my actual child roleplaying, there were names that I used such as John for my good friend, Michael for my boyfriend, and Tim for the awkard tag along.

I don't know where Michael came from, but Tim and John just seem to fit nicely. Maybe they could have even been my heroes/idols in a pastlife, and those positive thoughts just formed into images, and dreams that seemed like PL memories in this life. Kuka
 
I remember when I was a kid my favorite movie was the Disney version of Swiss Family Robinsons. I always used to act out the movie with toys and stuff, and I was always a little fascinated with ship wrecks. I've had a series of dreams where I was this girl named Julia/Juliet/Julie/Julianna or something weird like that, and in my past life I was a first class passenger on the Titanic. I remember dreaming about my back then family not being married to this guy I met. In the dream I remember faking being sea sick so I could get out of some social thing to sneak off and find out who this guy's name was on the deck and it was Mark, or Marcus or something. It wasn't exactly mentioned in the dream, but that name keeps popping up in my head. I know that mine definitely started with a J, and his started with an M. I don't know anyone by any of those names. the rest of the dream is pretty detailed. I know that I didn't drown on the titanic since the wedding was after the sinking. sometimes when I am around objects similar to the dream (that are not in my home or friends homes or places i usually go) it'll trigger more memories.
 
Hi! I have to say reading this thread has brought back some memories! ^-~ Now that I think about it alot of my role playing as a kid I can kind of tie it into my past life memories. . .

I used to play "invisible" where the point of the game was you were a ghost that had to find your body. o.O

I also would have tea parties, but not English style ones. . .i would sit on my knees and be absoultly quiet and not talk to my toys. . .(and if they talked I gave them dirty looks ^-^) And I would hold the tea pot in a japanese way. . .I remember once mom asked me why I wouldn't talk during my tea parties and I said something along the lines of "its not allowed"

Strange. . .there are lots of others, but those are the only ones I can really tie to any memories. ^-^

Ja ne!!
(see ya)



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Hi,

Such a fun thread! Susie, tell me more about the covered wagon and the Indians. Why both? It sounds more complex than just "cowboys and Indians." I mean..Indians on a covered wagon..it sounds like a trek..the moving of the Indians. Details -????

The Cherokees..aweeeeeeee I can relate now and 'then' -- my great grandfather was Chief John Ross of the Cherokee Nation.

Specific types of tea parties and weddings AFTER the Titanic! WOW -as children we were definitely more in tuned with our past!

Welcome Amanda! Nice to have you on board.

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Love and Light,
Deborah

The soul's Center...is God.
 
Hi Amanda!

There's this absolutely brilliant book I've read on the Titanic and her sister ships, and it's called exactly that. But I can't remember the other details because I left it with my things on the other side of the world! He!

But anyway, in the back of that book they've got all the names of the passengers and crew that were on the Titanic and maybe if you viewed one of these lists you'd be able to recognise "your" name. It's so great that you've at least got the first name roughly and the class that you were travelling! Cool! Kuka
 
Oh my gosh! I just think it's fascinating to remember different cultural customs, and details! Wow!

I have a feeling that in my most recent past lives I've roughly stayed within the same culture, but imagine playing tea parties a Japanese way! Gee, whenever I'll be with children next I'm going to make a point of observing what they're playing.

I think it's really fascinating also, even if a little off putting, that as adults we feel we need to correct how children play or do things ie drawing, tea partying (he!), singing, we could learn so much.

Kuka
 
Does anybody else remember the roleplays they used to play as a child?
 
>.> Have to write this all over again - silly computer shut down my window.

I remember when I was 3-4 years old, my older cousin and I use to dress up in our nanna's old clothing and shoes. We did this all time when we visited their house and grandpa would take pictures of us. But there is one particular time that has truely stuck to my memory. We dressed up in naana's old summer dressing-gowns, and put on some old heeled slip ons, and pretended that we were Japanese girls. And walked around the house and garden feeling very important and dignified. My grandpa, also took a number of photos of us that day.

Also a similar role-play took place, when I was 8. By then my nanna had passed on, and I had most of her old clothes to dress up in. And with that same dressing gown, I used back then, I wrote on a piece of paper "Japanese girl" and sticky taped it to the gown. I would put it on, and walk around the house, like i did at nanna and granpa's house. ^^

Also this was all before I show any deep interest in Japan. I didnt show a deep interest until i was half way through High School...but i guess you never know ^^
 
I used to lay blankets out on the lawn and take lots of throw pillows and put around and I'd dress-up a certain way with fabric draped around me and wear jewelry and I had to have on perfume and I could just envision myself in some kind of ...I dunno ... something middle eastern or Turkish.
 
Somewhat typically I was always dashing about with a toy sword and riding my rocking horse, off to have adventures of one sort or another - going to battle mostly - to save a castle or something like that. (I still have that sort of fantasy sometimes while riding my motorbike) :laugh:

I also used to play in the long grass hunting lions. Why? :rolleyes: I did not know at the time, but it makes a lot more sense these days.
 
I've been reading the posts here for some time. but this one in particular caught my attention.

When I was younger my friends and I use to always play horses. but rather than be the horse, I use to always imaging that I had a stable full of horse. I knew exactally what kind of tack would be used, how they would be groomed, stabled etc.
As I got older I remember finding a book with illistrations of a victorian stable. I recall thinking that's what my stable use to look like. I use to think it strange that my friends would always close the stall door, and thinking how horse stalls shouldn't have doors. I remember the illistration showing the stalls with the hayrack in the back along the wall, but there were no doors on the stalls.

The other odd thing I recall about my childhood was a deep facination with british history, especially during the middle ages. This facination started around 4th or 5th grade (before we studied world history in high school). I was always facinated with anything that had to do with medival britan, not just kings, queens and castles, but alll aspects of life back then.

My daughter recently started taking violin lessions, and I find it strange that I know exactally when she's not holding the violin or bow properly, when she's not playing properly and that I'm able to tune her violin for her perfectly. I've never taken violin lessons, or gone to any of her classes. I have been able to pick up her violin and play simple pieces on it (it sounds bad, and I'd need alot of practice to make it sound some what decent, but I was able to teach her how to play happy birthday on it for my mothers birthday back in oct.)

Recently a psychic told me that I know all that info about the violin because I use to play one in my last life. this is definately something I'm going to have to do more research on, see if I can't re-awaken this particular talent.
 
Hi Mirasa,

Welcome to the forum, and thanks for sharing. It looks like you're remembering 2 or 3 past-lives there, very interesting. Have you ever tried meditating to see if you can find out any more? Or have you considered seeing a past-life regressionist?

Good luck with your research, and make sure you write down all the information you get, it can be very easy to lose track of everything once you start remembering.

Chris..;)
 
Thanks for the welcome, I've been reading the forums for a while now, just never felt inclined to post. I've done a little meditation. just not regularly. I've considered doing a past life regression with a professional, but there are very few in my area.

I plan to keep a close eye on my little boy as he starts to talk in the next few months. From the day he was born I've had a feeling that he's 'older' than he seems. When you look at him sometime you catch him with a very somber, mature look on his face. And compared to his sister, he has a very old look about his eyes.. kinda of what you'd see if you look into the eyes of a 70 or 80 year old.

My daughter never gave any clues as to remember any PLs, the only odd thing she ever did as a young child was to call my father Pooka (not grandpa, papa, or even Dad like I do). She started calling him Pooka when she was about 3, before she ever saw the movie Anastasia (she thought it was hilarious that the dog's name was pooka). When we asked her why she called him that she just said "because he's pooka". I haven't noticed any particular facination she has with any culture or time period, though she loves dragons of all kinds (bordering on fanaticism)
 
Welcome to the forum, Mirasa! :)

I think you have already many good clues about your possible past lives. I hope you can meditate or do regressions to find out more. :thumbsup: Keep us also posted on possible experiences with your children.

Karoliina
 
Welcome Mirasa.

I love the story about the horses. Perhaps you could take up the violin? Or have you 'been there done that'? :)

I know what you mean about children appearing older than their years. I felt that way about my daughter when she was born.

Enjoy.
 
I used to be obsessed about horses as well. This has started at very early age and I was angry at my family, because we didn´t have a horse although we were living in the countryside. :mad:


So, nobody else has played detectives in their childhood? My and my sister´s barbies used to have their own agency and with the girl next-door we chased crazy psychopaths in the forest. I guess that this detective stuff was all my idea and I was playing it with anyone who was interested in it.


Chasing psychopaths has unfortunately become this-life reality and I think that there is a strong connection to PLs in this case.
 
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