I have to wonder if there is a certain time set between lives. Based on some early childhood observations I had which led me to read of reincarnation study from a very young age. I had a baby brother when I was about 12. As soon as he began to speak at age two in a very adult type manner, he would tell me and my parents about his last life. What it was like, what his parents told him, his dog's name, his brothers name. He told me he was very happy to have a sister in this life. He described in vivid details what his house was like, the kind of car they drove, even the shows he watched on T.V.! The places they visited on vacations. I would question him and get in trouble because my parents thinking he was very odd did not want me to encourage him. We talk about this occasionally now, he does not remember any of it. Recently my Mother and I had a converstation and she told me when I started talking I had a deep southern accent. I was born in Chicago and we did not get a television and did not go to the Theaters when I was little, so this is still another mystery my Mom still tries to figure out about her strange children. If I were to discover that I was an evil figure responsible for such death and torture, I would seek shelter from the masses! Never to tell!
