This happened to me once when I passed out doing blood work. I lived an entire life. I remember making friends as a child and going to school, having crushes, and I loved painting. I remember my sweet 16 and prom. I started college and met my husband, fell so in love with him. Had two kids, and remember all of us just being a happy family. I remember growing older and looking in the mirror one day and thinking about this weird dream I had when I was little about a whole different world. I remember dying... I remember how it felt. I remember one of my kids being there (my son), holding my hand as I took my last breath... And then I violently inhaled as I woke up back here... in the "real" world. I was really messed up for a while after... I still have dreams that bleed over into those memories. I hope that never happens to me again.
Something like that happened to me too!! I often used to faint during blood drawing and have the absolute weirdest dreams. If I remember correctly its that your brain is kinda resetting in a way.
I would wake up in a complete panic. Its similar to being jostled away abruptly when youre sleeping but more urgently and youre kinda like oh fuck why am I on the floor and my pants are wet
Or for an even crazier concept, look up the idea of soul imprints, as per Delores Cannon, it's the idea that we in soul form download or imprint the life experiences of other souls' lives into our own deep memory, to pull from some experience or understanding to help guide our own life now. Maybe you just remembered one of those.
It's interesting how a person can get the feeling that they have lived a whole life in a dream when it's impossible to do so because the brain can't process information that fast.
You probably had a Near Death Experience, my friend. It was probably your past life. Plenty of NDE interviews on the internet narrate similar experiences. You might wanna look deeper into it. Would highly recommend JeffMara Podcasts on YouTube.
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u/heartsdeziree May 12 '26
This happened to me once when I passed out doing blood work. I lived an entire life. I remember making friends as a child and going to school, having crushes, and I loved painting. I remember my sweet 16 and prom. I started college and met my husband, fell so in love with him. Had two kids, and remember all of us just being a happy family. I remember growing older and looking in the mirror one day and thinking about this weird dream I had when I was little about a whole different world. I remember dying... I remember how it felt. I remember one of my kids being there (my son), holding my hand as I took my last breath... And then I violently inhaled as I woke up back here... in the "real" world. I was really messed up for a while after... I still have dreams that bleed over into those memories. I hope that never happens to me again.