Discussion in 'Reincarnation, Religion and Spirituality' started by SkyeSpitfire, Dec 30, 2013.
Belle qui tiens ma vie
Moult sui de bonne heure nee
I might have mentioned them already, but...
Ludwig van Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata
Georg Friedrich Haendel - Sarabande
Johann Sebastian Bach - Air
I listen to a lot of music what does that mean?
I listen extensively to irish music and I have played tin whistle/irish flute before this life. I picked one up in 2007 and could play it pretty much right away. Been playing it daily since. I have too many favorites to even list. Irish, scottish, confederate, German soldier's songs and military marches is pretty much my taste in music. Anything good with bagpipes is an instant hit. Not the discordant war pipes, perhaps. Sometimes it can be good. The more melodious kinds like the smallpipes or uilleann.
This is a song I only had to name check to clear a pub last year:
The customers were having a musical pub crawl without rebel music. I pointed out that a pub crawl was about brotherhood just like men under a flag of war. I pointed out the foolishness in what they were listening to. That cleared the pub rapidly. The band leader couldn't cope with the humiliation.
James Brown such a legend
Yeah. I like innocuous songs too, but that one is a classic. Most of my favorites are war songs. Like "The rising of the moon". It captures the spirit of 1798 quite well.
Yea Ritter. I died in one life in 1798. The Dubliners is played in pubs. I never understood why such music resonated with me, I assumed it was because I was Irish by maybe my soul was remembering even when my conscious mind wasn't.
The Oldest Known Melody c.1400 BC!
Not the beautiful images, but the language is part of my soul. Roughly, I understand lyrics in Ladino.
I've always been partial to Bobby Darin's version of A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square. Always associating it with a favourite actor.
But, Glenn Miller's version from 1940, which I have just heard for the first time tonight, resonates far deeper. An evening at the Savoy, or a dance during my courtship with my husband. Listening a second time, I'm leaning more toward the latter. As I mimed along to the lyrics I know so well already, my breath caught in the back of my throat.
It does seem to be Glenn Miller's music that often strikes my soul.
In my previous life to this one I lived in England, 1897 to 1959, and I loved music like Mr. Sandman, and the music from movies like O Brother Where Art Thou and Paper Moon.
I knew my lover from that life while I was in college during this life, and she fully expected me to marry her again, LOL. She was abusive to me in the previous life, so there was no way in h*ll I was going to go through that again!
The music was good back then at least, LOL.
P.S. Creating songs comes to me naturally in this life, but I don't have any memories of being a composer in a previous life, just a strong gut feeling I was a composer and conductor.
The music in the 2000 film "O Brother Where Art Thou" is a very American folk style. I'm not sure to what extent it would have been heard or listened to in England, 1897 to 1959.
Notably both that film and the 1973 movie "Paper Moon" were set during a particular era in the U.S.A. Perhaps that is a lifetime you are recalling, rather than one in England.
The beauty of record players.
Previous to England I had had two North American lives, one short one in Bodie, CA, about 18 years old, and one that spanned from Boston to a captive in a Shoshone tribe, via the Oregon Trail from the year it opened in 1842. In that life I lived to about 42 years old and died of Cholera on a newly formed reservation. In Bodie I died in a mine shaft collapse, which was a very traumatic and memorable way to die.
Previous to the Shoshone life I lived in Argentina, born around 1700.
In England I had a fascination with anything American, because of my three previous lives in the Americas.
Before the Americas I did some lives in Asia, Japan, China, and somewhere around Indonesia.
I know of 3 lives on the Italian peninsula, two during Roman times, and one during the Renaissance, and so on...
I'm not sure where my music talents originated. I was a Geisha in Japan, but that doesn't have much to do with music composition.
I have this aversion to performing and attending live performances, so possibly it's a life that I'm blocking the memories of, and I just don't want to relive those memories.
The Shoshone life was extremely painful to remember, and I was sobbing with the memories. It left me with this issue of protecting children.
Andrews Sisters - Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy
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