Then I Dreamed: Indigenous Past Lives

Wind Prayer

“Crazy Horse dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of all things. That is the real world that is behind this one, and everything we see here is something like a shadow from that one.”
― Black Elk, Black Elk Speaks:
Being the Life Story of a Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux


It’s not that I didn’t believe in Past Lives,

I just saw no reason to place my attention upon such.

Then … I started to Dream.

Awakening

In one dream, I saw I was Native in the Southwestern US.
Before the time of the Whiteman.
I dressed in white buckskin and I loved my beautiful wife.

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It was an idyllic lifetime.

Later …
In 1988 I went at exposition of Native History and Culture
at the Glenbow Museum in Calgary.
It was called:

The Spirit Sings

As I wandered through the exhibits of Arts and images
I found myself overwhelmed and I became very tired.
I decided to lay down on a nearby bench.
Suddenly I was lying on the ground in a Teepee.
And as I looked up through the canopy
where intertwined the support polls
I could see the stars.

I had been a plains Native.

Spirit Renewed

In a third dream:
I was a Mayan woman standing in my small hut.
I was pregnant …
And when I gazed into the fire,
I saw the face of a Master.
Looking back at me.

What can the mind know?
Where only Spirit can go.

My Mayan Connection


the walls of the world / katie melua

Early in my Spiritual journey I didn’t care much about past lives or reincarnation.
I knew these concepts were fundamental Spiritual principles,
but apart from idle curiosity I really had no interest in them.

I simply didn’t see any reason to give it much attention.

That was soon to change.

Shortly, I started to have a series of strange dreams. Several were about ancient Egypt. In another I saw a Celtic burial mound – and I knew had been buried there. Other dreams followed – a Chinese soldier  – native American Indians – Ancient Rome and Greece. And more. Initially I merely dismissed them as unusual dream symbols. But eventually I started to notice that in many instances these dreams related to things that I was going through in my present life. They answered a lot of my questions. Questions about relationships, health, interests, talents and knowledge – many aspects of my life.
I was forced to pay attention because the information was often useful and important. 

Finally I read that we reincarnate as both man or woman. I challenged this because
in all my past life recollections I had been a man. A male.

But somebody was listening.

was soon shown a past life where I was a Mayan woman. This was shocking enough in itself, but I was also pregnant! Incredible! Try that one on. As I stood there in my humble hut, I saw temples in the background. Chichen Itza? (Would I be surprised?) Then I looked into the fire and saw the face of a Spiritual Master. Quetzalcoatl!?? 

I really don’t know? But that would make some sense to me. 

We’ve been around a hell of a long time. 

Ixchel – Mayan Goddess of love, pregnancy, childbirth, medicine, healing, weaving and domestic art