Personally. It’s not a theory I like to believe. Because well…..have you seen Groundhog’s Day? It’s funny but it’s also torture and I only watched it, didn’t have to live it.
My own personal theory is a bucket theory. I’ve explained it before in my other blog but basically it says we all came from singular source and as such all memories are universal. So when a new life is born the ladle goes into the bucket and draws out consciousness to form a new being.
This also easily explains why so many people have such vivid and lucid experiences of being the same person. That would make no sense otherwise.
But I don’t claim to have the answers. Just suppositions that feel accurate to me, but I’m always willing to look at them time a time again to make sure they really are MY views, my ideals, my beliefs, that they follow what my heart says is real. That’s proven much better for me than anything else people find happiness following. But to each their own. Fortunately.
I laugh sometimes when I think back to my mom telling me the story of me crying non-stop for the first 3 months of my life. Probably explains why their aren’t a whole bunch of pictures. She said the only thing she finally found to shut me up were saltines. Now of course most people know that would be a choking hazard but if you’ve been around a crying baby for any length of time, any….. you’d grab a cracker too if it helped.
I wonder if I knew what I had gotten myself into and that’s why I cried and I wonder if when I was handed crackers it was ohhhhh…salty goodness and I was like “fine!”.