There's the physical part of it, the walls and roof. There are scores of construction methods in all our building books. But equally important, not so easy to define, is the feeling you get in a home. The way it feels inside. I stepped into an old English cottage in the Berkshires on a cold night 30 years ago. There was a low ceiling, fire burning in the corner, and it felt so good it was a jolt. Like a connection to a past life. I've often thought reincarnation is genetic. I have Welsh ancestors, and they would have lived in such cottages. Couldn't that familiar feeling of hearth and home be in the blood?
In the 60s I was sitting at a table in the house I was building in Big Sur. There was no electricity, and I was sharpening a chisel by the light of a kerosene lantern, and wham! I knew I'd done this before. Such a strong feeling it occurred to me that one of my dad's ancestors had sharpened a chisel by candlelight, and here I was recognizing a bit of coding in my cells.
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Kinda comforting isn't it...
Yes! They say that all of our cells remember each and every lifetime!
I find the “flashback”-type experiences very fascinating and never really thought of them in terms of ancestor experiences, embedded in our genetic code. Maybe because the flashback event seemed like mine, not someone else’s… To me, it has always seemed logical that if we’re here for a reason, it is to learn through different human experiences – a “tool” used to help our spirit develop, grow, evolve. Time goes by so fast; one human lifespan is surely not enough time I wouldn’t think. : )
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