On Why My Fiance Initially Acted Like A Stalker

I've been told that you remember what's important to remember about your past lives. When I was fifteen I had a series of dreams that I knew were about my past lives. There were three different scenes. In one only I saw myself which now that I think about it must have been at my death. But it wasn't an entirely unhappy scene. I was pregnant, at full term and for some reason I was very happy, a moment of complete bliss. I was Native American and we were in a barren place and there was a fence. For a long time I couldn't figure out the time period and thought that it must have been simply a dream although it had another quality to it that made me sure that it was not.

Then a few months ago my fiance began to have a flood of past life memories. He came home from work and his face was ashen and swollen. He said that it had hit him when he was driving along on the way home and it was so sad and intense that he had cried for quite awhile. He had been a medicine man and he had had to watch his tribe starve to death and though he tried he couldn't do anything about it, despite his appeals to the spirits. A couple of weeks passed and we were traveling in the car to Yogananda's hermitage and he told me that there some things that he hadn't mentioned before about his memories. He said that we were together, that we had a child and that I had starved to death. He said that I had child shortly after the baby was born and that he had given up hope and had gone off to a cave to pray for the tribe and was so weak that he had died too. He apparently was much older than me, but I was sorta a 'special case.' he he he. I was called, 'one who knows' because I knew things people shouldn't know, about life, about , well, I was psychic, etc. and it freaked people out a little. There were other lives too, but mostly we could never work things out.

It is interesting to me, particularly because when we met, we talked once on the phone and he had this incredible desperation to be with me although I kept putting him off. And he kept telling me that he knew that I was more than I was letting on, but I didn't know what he was talking about, I think he didn't even know what he was talking about. He said he didn't want to lose me and I thought that was so crazy because we hadn't even met yet.

But now I understand.