Last weekend I borrowed several films from the public library and two of these films had to do with the topic of reincarnation.
So I would like to share my feelings about this.
Since the first time I ever read anything about reincarnation, I always felt there was truth to it.
For me, the belief that my soul returns from previous lifetimes seemed totally natural.
Back in the mid-eighties, when I was heavily investigating the whole purpose of life, I left myself open to the possibilities of many theories, philosophies and beliefs.
However, for as open and willing as I am, I also filter everything through my own consciousness to see if it feels right for me.
I am both open and highly questioning.
I have also come to understand that not everything can be 100% proven, but that some things are just a “knowing.”
I believe that life is like attending school and the whole purpose of being here is to experience things that my soul has come to learn. And I also believe that it may not be possible to experience these things in one single lifetime.
There have been many times in my life when I was able to feel that reincarnation is possible, but one in particular...
Back in the nineties, I had the chance to visit the country of Japan.
Now Japan was not a place I ever had the desire to visit, nor was it a place I ever thought would hold any interest for me. But I accepted an acting job because I thought it would be something new to experience and also because the salary was very attractive.
So I went.
I spent two months in the city of Kobe performing in a theatrical production and also had the opportunity to visit the magnificent city of Kyoto.
And it was while I was in Kyoto, I knew in the center of my soul that this place was extremely familiar. In fact, even before the train got into the city, something told me that I was about to experience an "awakening”.
As our group was walking through the narrow little streets that led us to the area where the sacred temples were located, I felt overcome with emotion. Once we actually got to the temples, I shared with a close friend of mine that I wanted to be alone so I could walk the grounds by myself.
I remember sitting down on a bench in a secluded area and just breaking down into tears.
It felt as though I’d come home.
And it wasn’t just the breathtaking beauty of the place that was affecting me, it was something much deeper.
It was as if a spark of remembrance had been ignited.
While visiting the temples of Kyoto, you are permitted to go inside and actually perform the sacred rituals that the Japanese people do when they pray. And while I was performing some of these rituals, it felt as though I had done them before. I could FEEL the sacredness and reverence of WHY I was doing these things.
Throughout the duration of our visit that morning, I felt myself more and more connected to the Japanese people and their culture, as if I were one of them.
This feeling of familiarity continued throughout my entire two-month stay in Japan. And when it was time for me to return to the States, it was very difficult. I remember sitting on the plane next to my good buddy, and as we pulled away from the gate I said to him, “I feel like I’m leaving my home.”
It took several months for the feeling of homesickness to leave me. And even to this day, I still feel that deep connection.
When reflecting back on my life, I can recall several times feeling a familiarity while looking at a painting, or seeing a period-style of clothing, or hearing a specific piece of music, or even meeting someone for the first time and not feeling like it was the first time.
And immediately sensing deep inside myself…
...a powerful knowing.
Enjoy your weekend everyone!