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1. Lisa Brown

12/31/2014

Reincarnation

Recently a friend of mine sent me a "invite" via Facebook to listen to information by a Rabbi Mizrachi. I typed his name into the search engine and a YouTube video came up. It so happened to be about reincarnation. Since I had been curious about the subject of reincarnation, I listened to the video which was about 2 hours long. About 55 minutes into the video, I became nauseated and dizzy and had to stop watching the video. Upon leaving the computer, I began to have a panic attack. The video upset me so much that I had a very "fitful" night trying to sleep. Because of the affect that the video had on me I did a search the next morning to find out what Rabbi Arush believed about reincarnation. When I did the search an article by you came up "A Taste of Reincarnation". While reading your article, I became dizzy and nauseated again and had another panic attack. At this point I don't know what to make of my reaction. Can you give me any other information or insight into why I would have this response?

2. Lisa Brown

12/31/2014

Recently a friend of mine sent me a "invite" via Facebook to listen to information by a Rabbi Mizrachi. I typed his name into the search engine and a YouTube video came up. It so happened to be about reincarnation. Since I had been curious about the subject of reincarnation, I listened to the video which was about 2 hours long. About 55 minutes into the video, I became nauseated and dizzy and had to stop watching the video. Upon leaving the computer, I began to have a panic attack. The video upset me so much that I had a very "fitful" night trying to sleep. Because of the affect that the video had on me I did a search the next morning to find out what Rabbi Arush believed about reincarnation. When I did the search an article by you came up "A Taste of Reincarnation". While reading your article, I became dizzy and nauseated again and had another panic attack. At this point I don't know what to make of my reaction. Can you give me any other information or insight into why I would have this response?

3. Emunah

6/12/2013

White Buses I had a dream. In it I was around 10 years old or younger. Me and a group of people we're being led out of a wooden barracks. There was no walk way and it was muddy from melted snow. The sky was clear and blue. It seemed to be morning. As we walked out I could see the long row of barracks to my right and the ragged shoes of the people with me as we trudged through the wet mud. I was seeing this from the vantage point of small person, a child. We we're led to a white bus. We all got on the bus and everyone took their seats. There was no seat left so I sat on the floor by the exit door. I sat cross legged and could see the thick mud caked on my shoes. The seats towered over me again giving me the impression I was a child. When I sat on the floor I was overcome by emotion. It was as if I had been struggling to maintain my composure and couldn't any longer. I put my head in my hands and began to sob. The emotion was so strong I woke up crying and wept in my bed as if I'd been on that bus. I recognized the barracks in my dream but was clueless about the white buses. Where did these white buses come from. Were they symbolic of something? I went to the Internet and put White buses and Holocaust in the search engine not knowing what to expect. When I clicked on the link the same image in my dream was on the screen in front of me. It was the same bus. I write all this because I am a Ger. Was this me in another life? Is this chutzpah to ask this question?

Editor's response: That certainly sounds like you in a former life.

4. Emunah

6/12/2013

I had a dream. In it I was around 10 years old or younger. Me and a group of people we're being led out of a wooden barracks. There was no walk way and it was muddy from melted snow. The sky was clear and blue. It seemed to be morning. As we walked out I could see the long row of barracks to my right and the ragged shoes of the people with me as we trudged through the wet mud. I was seeing this from the vantage point of small person, a child. We we're led to a white bus. We all got on the bus and everyone took their seats. There was no seat left so I sat on the floor by the exit door. I sat cross legged and could see the thick mud caked on my shoes. The seats towered over me again giving me the impression I was a child. When I sat on the floor I was overcome by emotion. It was as if I had been struggling to maintain my composure and couldn't any longer. I put my head in my hands and began to sob. The emotion was so strong I woke up crying and wept in my bed as if I'd been on that bus. I recognized the barracks in my dream but was clueless about the white buses. Where did these white buses come from. Were they symbolic of something? I went to the Internet and put White buses and Holocaust in the search engine not knowing what to expect. When I clicked on the link the same image in my dream was on the screen in front of me. It was the same bus. I write all this because I am a Ger. Was this me in another life? Is this chutzpah to ask this question?

Editor's response: That certainly sounds like you in a former life.

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