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If you have the time, do some research on Shelley, just out of curiosity. Lady Shelley was so convinced that Stevenson was her father-in-law returned, that she was angry at Stevenson's mother for giving birth to a child that she felt should have been hers. Shelley lived 1792-1822. It's hard to generalize about length of time between lives, but 44 years is plausible, although you could have had short lives in-between. I don't want to be confusing, but some people here have led what appear to be concurrent lives. Do you feel that Stevenson's was the life that has had the most effect on your current one?
 
I'd mentioned the birth of my grandson, #7 on this thread. My grandfather died when I was a year old. My grandson was born 44 years later. My dad has been gone 35 years, my mother 13, a sister 21, two others 3 years. They've all visited in the years since, and all together at the beginning of this year, which had really freaked me out, even though I'd awakened feeling so happy at being with them that way.


I was thinking about the differences in length of time among women between the births of their children. Maybe the same applies with incarnations. When I go, I plan to do a whole lot of traveling before I settle into another lifetime.


I read quite a bit about Percy and Mary Shelley, but didn't find anything relating to Stevenson, except the fact Mary died the year after he was born. I don't understand how she could have believed or why she would, that he was her father-in-law. Or is this the wrong Lady Shelley?
 
That's the wrong Lady Shelley. I think the one in question was his son Percy's wife. Sometimes we find that souls are reborn on the anniversary of their deaths in the previous life. Is this true for you and Stevenson? I'm sure it isn't always true, but it can be an indicator.
 
BriarRose said:
Percy Bysshe Shelley was one of the Romantic poets. He wrote a poem called "Ozymandias" that is one of my favorites. He had the same complicated soul type that Stevenson had, and the same difficulty with drug addiction. I have no idea if Lady Shelley was correct in thinking that Stevenson was his reincarnation. Maybe, you could read some of Shelley's work, and tell us. He is considered to have been one of the finest poets the English language has ever produced, and was married to Mary Shelley, the author of "Frankenstein".
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I found this poem by Stevenson, and there was something about it that reminded me of Shelley's "Ozmandias," which I also liked.


Ad Se Ipsum


DEAR sir, good-morrow! Five years back,


When you first girded for this arduous track,


And under various whimsical pretexts


Endowed another with your damned defects,


Could you have dreamed in your despondent vein


That the kind God would make your path so plain?


Non nobis, domine! O, may He still


Support my stumbling footsteps on the hill!


Robert Louis Stevenson
 
What about the poem reminds you of Ozymandias? I can see it, but it would be better coming from you. It might help if you looked at pictures of Shelley, Stevenson, and yourself at a similar age together. Sometimes, there will be a resemblance in facial features, especially the eyes. I can see it between Shelley and Stevenson. There is a similarity of type.
 
I'd read one account of the time Robert had told his parents he didn't believe in their Christian faith, and ensuing arguments with them, which eventually caused his collapse. They'd sent him to the South of France to recuperate. He was 23 at the time.


From The Guardian, by John Ezard, 24 Oct 2000, from a letter written by Fanny Stevenson 115 years ago, that had recently been found, she writes to Robert's one-legged friend, of how she'd burned the first draft of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, believing it was nonsense.


But then Stevenson, an invalid almost deranged by tuberculosis and the effects of medicinal cocaine , had spent three days feverishly rewriting the 30,000 word story. She'd mentioned in the letter as well, Robert's continual hemorrhages.
 
BriarRose said:
That's the wrong Lady Shelley. I think the one in question was his son Percy's wife. Sometimes we find that souls are reborn on the anniversary of their deaths in the previous life. Is this true for you and Stevenson? I'm sure it isn't always true, but it can be an indicator.
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Robert died Dec 3, 1894, I was born on his birthday, 43 years plus 20 days later.


After thinking about what I'd read on the Shelley family, I'd come to the conclusion the Lady Shelley I was looking for had to be the son's wife. So, I shall continue to search.
 
In some circles it's believed he died of syphilis, and the web-site I got the cocaine info from was called something like "Famous Potheads". You are in a better situation to judge than I. It's interesting that you feel protective of his reputation. That probably indicates a close link.
 
I do feel protective of him. I see a distinct correlation between what appears to have been done to his reputation by possible detractors or others having reasons to dislike him, and what happened to me at a young age, and then having the fallout from that used by the perpetrator to totally destroy my reputation and my life.


It's so easy to label people. And impossible to change people's minds once the image is set. I don't say he wasn't addicted. But if he'd been given this drug for his condition, and became addicted, as I'm sure a lot of people back then may have been for the same reason, is one thing. To call him by a derogatory name because of the addiction is another matter


There are a few biographies of his life out there, so I'm sure a general picture of him can be found among them. If my eyes don't fail me first.
 
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BriarRose said:
What about the poem reminds you of Ozymandias? I can see it, but it would be better coming from you. It might help if you looked at pictures of Shelley, Stevenson, and yourself at a similar age together. Sometimes, there will be a resemblance in facial features, especially the eyes. I can see it between Shelley and Stevenson. There is a similarity of type.
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This reminds me of my college Lit class when we'd read a short story and the teacher would ask me something like, "What was the symbolism of the feather in the vase?" That's when I learned I don't "see" the others do. I never understood before why, when I'd say something specifically, in plain English, that people would tear it apart, looking for what I'd really meant.


I recognized the familiarity of type, and my feeling upon reading them was they both stood proud and demanded respect.


I looked through a lot of photos of both, and to me Shelley appears quite feminine. Stevenson looks like an ordinary male. In some photos he looks hale and hardy, and in others quite sickly. I look like my father, who looked nothing like either of them. The only exception might be my dark ash brown hair in my younger years.


I can understand how people coming back into the same family would bear a resemblance because they would have the same genes and DNA. But the soul is an invisible energy entity, and by the time it enters a new body, especially one far removed from its previous origins, that body has already been created with everything from its parents and their ancestors, and its features would already have been determined.
 
The resemblance factor is just a theory - not necessarily mine. He apparently smoked hashish, and used opium. You are right, many people were addicted by doctors trying to treat their ailments. In fact, it still happens to innocent people. I was kind of horrified when I started reading about Stevenson, thinking of him as the wholesome author of children's books. Somehow, "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" had escaped my notice.
 
It'll be interesting to read the various biographies about him. I think about him buried on that mountain top on Samoa, and wonder if he's alone up there.


I have his book of children's poetry, which is illustrated, and quite delightful, as though a child had written them. He started writing the children's poems in 1881, along with Treasure Island.
 
Aged Gypsy said:
Robert died Dec 3, 1894, I was born on his birthday, 43 years plus 20 days later.
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There is also an astrology angle to this. According to Edgar Cayce your astrological sign you are born with is the one you died under on the day of death in the previous life. If you died prematurely in an accident, combat, etc., your sun and moon signs will be the exact opposite in the next life. Look at this and see what an astrologer said about James Leninger.
 
argonne1918 said:
There is also an astrology angle to this. According to Edgar Cayce your astrological sign you are born with is the one you died under on the day of death in the previous life. If you died prematurely in an accident, combat, etc., your sun and moon signs will be the exact opposite in the next life. Look at this and see what an astrologer said about James Leninger.
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The Leninger story is so amazing in all aspects. I've never understood this part of astrology, but this is very interesting. I've often wondered if it made any difference in my astrological chart, or in the type of person I was because my birth was so late.
 
I've contacted an astrologer about doing charts for me and Stevenson. Will be interesting to see how that turns out.


My life has been spent pretty much with my own thoughts because there was no one caring to hear what I had to say. My reading has been fiction, with the exception of education text books, and those on history, which is one of my loves.


I've had relatives 'get' religion and tell me I was going to hell for my beliefs, then they'd meet someone, and suddenly started talking "soul mates" and detailed past lives with that person. To me, they were what made reincarnation a joke.


As I've mentioned somewhere here, my belief in having lived before and will again started with birth, and with no outside input, has pretty much evolved to a conclusion on its own. So far I'm not aware of any conclusions for living life after life. I have heard people talk about going to some school after death, where we'll spend maybe decades going over our past life for every mistake we ever made. To me that was senseless. Their conclusion is to become perfect enough to be with god.


I always fear offending people with maybe not what I say, but how I say it. I've worked hard on that, but I know I have pretty strong opinions, and while I don't mean to sound like I think my view is the right view, I'm afraid I may at times.


Normally whenever I'd start feeling this way, like the gypsies, I'd fold my tent and slip away into the night. But I like it here, and I like the people. And if I offend anyone, I hope they'll let me know.
 
argonne1918 said:
Have you read any books on reincarnation?
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Bridey Murphy, many, many years ago. And I watched the story of James Leininger? when it was on tv.


I've thought about writing my own book on the subject a couple of times, in a fictional setting. Also have a story idea about an old man who dozes off, like old people do, and each time finds himself as a different person in a different past life situation.
 
Take a look in the recommended books section here on the forum. In the last 20 years there have been many good books written about reincarnation. Carol Bowman, Brian Weiss, Michael Newton, etc. I know you are somewhat isolated where you live and have had many bad experiences over the years, but things are changing at a rapid pace now. When you see TV programs about kids who remember their past lives and they are not ridiculed or called crazy then you know we are living in a new era now.
 
I looked through all of the books when I first came here, because books have always been of great importance to me. I was happy to see the large selection. I've also been aware of the spreading interest in past lives, and of the many children being born remembering theirs. In the late sixties the little brother of my daughter's friend talked about Civil War battles, and named people he'd fought with there, and other details.


This resurgence not only of remembered past lives, but the numbers of people having psychic experiences has been my focus for several years. My own life has been more psychic than anything else. I know things before they happen; I've dreamed the deaths of nearly every person known to me within weeks of their passing since I was twenty. I've "heard" words spoken concerning me from miles away; "heard" what a few strangers said before they spoke the words, and so many other, little things.


I've come to the conclusion that we are simply returning to the way we once were, before we were forced to bury even the memory of how that was, and to change the people we'd been into boogey men who stole babies and replaced them with one of their own, and monsters who'd get children if they misbehaved, all used to frighten our young children in order to make them forget the old ways too.


I see the fear in people starting to experience these things, because we've been taught so well to believe it's an evil thing we must protect against. And the wave is building that could wipe it all away again. So while my current time here is short, and I may be back before it hits, I'm really hoping we'll be strong enough now to resist.
 
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