Today, we answer the question: Have twin flame pairs been the only love of each other in their past lives?
Estimated reading time: 6 minutes
Many people believe in reincarnation or past lives. Those in the twin flame community are no exception; in fact, those who identify as twin flames probably believe more fully in past lives than most. Justin & I believe it’s of great importance to borrow the grounding we achieved in past lives as we move forward in our twin flame journey today. Because, as we see it, we carry those past lives with us in memory in order to trigger the lessons or experiences we need to grow in our current lifetime.
I’ve lived many past lives, but I call them timelines or journeys rather than past lives.
There’s a distinction for me because I see all things as happening at once in the universe; we are each on a sequential journey to pick out our current path and experiences. So, some of my timelines could overlap.
I remember many timelines, but new ones rise to the surface continually.
I know these are real memories, because I tell them to my twin flame, and he remembers the same things. But I seem to be the catalyst or the memory bank for the actual memories. Or perhaps I’ve just figured out how to decode them, or I’m just quicker on this skill than my twin. I’m still studying this phenomenon, obviously! 😂
Recalling past lives, Twin Flame Warriors-style:
Here’s how the process works for me and Justin. I have a moment of déjà vu or a vision or a meditation memory. It triggers my remembrance of the other timeline. When I have a good grasp on it, I tell the whole thing to my twin. Often, I just remember the story. He’s the one that remembers the lessons or the challenges we faced. Like a key and lockset, our combined presences and awarenesses unlock the full meaning.
A past-life-recall story:
One day after we’d been in Union and living together for several months, I was giving Justin a healing session (I practice Reiki and Bettering). I found a weird mass of scar tissue inside his lower right leg that I’d never felt before, even though we’d been in a physical relationship for almost four years. Surprise flooded me. His scar tissue felt exactly like the scar tissue in my own leg, that I’d been working on for years! Somehow, his golfball-sized lump had eluded my notice.
As I sent energy through the scar tissue and began to press my fingertips into it, I felt a weird kind of time shift that I have since come to recognize. This feeling is almost woozy, and my world gets just like Wayne’s in Wayne’s World when he’s seeing his crush (apologies for the ancient pop culture reference). For those who are unfamiliar, it’s like everything goes wavy and sparkly and I sort of exist in two places at once.
I saw me, but I wasn’t me as I am today. What was I? I could see I was something, someone else — but I KNEW that was me. Quickly I ‘remembered’ my history in this timeline: I was the spiritual leader for a group of people; they seemed to be ancient humans. We were on our way to a huge gathering of tribes, it must have been a summer solstice or other giant party where many peoples gathered every year. We hiked together over rough terrain; it was a jungle atmosphere, but there were canyons all around. It wasn’t our usual path to the gathering. Consultations with my spirit team and vision questions before our departure revealed that way being blocked, so I sent us this way.
Our scouts were ahead and we were getting close to our destination. A rival tribe attacked, perhaps two-thirds of the way there. This tribe aimed to incite a sort of “world war” among all the peoples who were allied and headed to the gathering. We were a strong tribe and I was a leader among the other tribes’ shamans. We were the perfect target.
In the past life ambush, I was injured grievously…
In the ambush, I was injured grievously. The leader of the opposing tribe made his way to me in battle and he threw a spear, at close range, through my lower right leg. He was aiming higher, but a tribe mate got to him at the last second and his aim was untrue. I was maimed. We defeated the other tribe, but we were decimated.
What remained of our tribe made their way to the gathering to spread word of the attack. All the healers ministered to me, but they could only do so much for my leg wound. Maimed and barely able to walk, I survived. I was furious with myself for leading our tribe into that ambush! Why had my spirit team whispered the wrong directions? Why hadn’t I listened to the complainers and taken us the usual way, even if we’d had to go around the blocked path? This was all my fault! On an on went my self-recriminations.
My life didn’t last long after that, but the incident pushed me to begin training other shamans, a duty I’d been putting off for a very long time because I was afraid to teach them ‘wrong’ or that I didn’t really have what it took to be their teacher. When I walked out of that timeline into death, I knew I’d left a lesson unlearned or business unfinished — I felt defeat and frustration at myself. If only I’d had more brainpower, or more sense, or someone to bounce my ideas and messages and visions off of…maybe I’d have done better.
Meanwhile, in this timeline…
I told all of this aloud to Justin as I saw it unfold. In this world, I was digging into and around the scar tissue in his leg the whole time. When I stopped, his scar tissue was looser but not gone. It felt more like mine now, that I’d been working on for years to loosen and break apart.
Justin asked, “Where was I in that timeline?” And I realized, I hadn’t seen him. But I already knew the answer. We were one being in that timeline. One soul in one body. The memory was there to show me why I needed him, why we were so important to each other, and what we must do in our Union on this journey. The scar that mirrors in our bodies carried that story and a ton of lessons packed in it. I may never have believed any of this, or learned the crucial lessons, if I hadn’t had physical proof in the form of a mirrored scar.
Okay, but what about being loves of each other??? You didn’t answer the question!
I have many similar experiences to share. More than a few feature us as twin flames in other timelines, and we usually made it to Union. Our success on our twin flame mission in each timeline varied. Sometimes, we accomplished our primary goal(s). Other times, we didn’t. Sometimes, we never came to Union. There are also many memories, like the above, where we were one soul in one body.
And, since self-love is the goal of every twin flame connection, I would say, YES, we are each others’ love in every timeline. Even when we are one soul in one body.
What do you remember of your past lives? What are your beliefs and experiences with reincarnation? Please share your story in the comments.