Many children remember their past lives-spontaneously, without hypnosis or prompting. Some as young as two and still in diapers blurt out, "I remember when I died before" or "My other Mommy had curly hair". They often describe details that they had no way of learning in this life.
Only recently have children's past lives been researched and documented. Now we know that these memories happen naturally to young children in all countries of the world, regardless of the beliefs of their parents. They can happen any time to any very young child, but parents often don't notice because they don't know it's possible or don't know what to look for.
The Children's Past Lives Research Center is dedicated to spreading awareness of children's past life memories and to collecting information on the phenomenon. It is for anyone (not just researchers) who is curious about children's past lives and wants to know more. And it is the only place on the Internet where families with children showing past life memories can share their stories and get advice.
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I like your site and so despite the serious light you seek to shine I know you'll find this quite divine:
<span>'Sardine Song'</span><span>
</span><span> Music and Lyrics by Charles Chaplin
Sung by Charles Chaplin
Performed in 'Limelight'
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When I was three, my nurse told me,
About reincarnation,
And ever since, I’ve been convinced,
Thrilled with anticipation,
That when I leave this earth,
It makes my heart feel warm,
To know that I’ll return,
In some other form,
But I don’t want to be a tree,
Sticking in the ground,
I’d sooner be a flea,
I don’t want to be a flower,
Waiting by the hour,
Hoping for pollens to alight on me,
So when I cease to be,
I want to go back I want to go back,
I want to go back to the sea,
Oh for the life of a sardine,
That is the life for me,
Cavorting and spawning every morning,
Under the deep blue sea,
To have no fear for storm or gale,
Oh to chase the tail of a whale,
Oh for the life of a sardine,
That is the life for me,</span><span>
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</span> <span>When I’m a fish,
It is my wish,
For lots of recreation,
To drink my fill up to the gill,
With no intoxication,
I want fun in the sea,
Not in this world of strife,
With its morality,
Give me the animal life,
But I don’t want to be carrot,
Sticking in the ground,
I ‘d rather be a maggot,
Life without a will,
Would surely make me ill,
To get a little action,
I’d even be a pill,
So when I cease to be,
I want to go back I want to go back,
I want to go back to the sea,
Oh, for the life of a sardine,
That is the life for me,
Cavorting and spawning every morning,
Under the deep blue sea,
To have no fear of a fisherman’s net,
Oh what fun to be gay and all wet,
Oh for the life under the sea,
That is the life for me,</span>
popadom, Steve
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