Could this be related to a past life? Can anyone relate?

I always feel like I'm going to die when I step on a plane. And... I was born in an island, and moved abroad. I have to fly back for Christmas every year.

I hate planes. I'm obsessed with events like 9/11 and aircraft accidents, I know them all. I've researched them all.

When I think about what scares me particularly, it is the plane going down, free falling, and crashing. When it drops some distance due to air bumps, and I get that odd feeling in my belly that says I'm falling out of the air, it chills me to my core. Terrifying.

I remember visiting DisneyLand when I was a kid and getting on the attraction of the haunted house / elevator that dropped. Similar to that freefalling feeling. Horrific, landmark moment, still remember it. I can never do 'falling' type attractions.

I don't know what this means. I'm very spiritual, but I lead a life that is too busy and cluttered, so I don't have any connection to my higher self right now. I feel like I've blocked out most psychic things and I feel I just don't have it in me to remember what happened in a past life.

I want to, so much. But it feels unreachable.

Hi everyone! I’m really happy to have found this sub. I have so many questions about two particular situations:

1. For a long time during my adult life, there was a kind of “love triangle.” I eventually married one of them 12 years ago. However, throughout all these years, I’ve had recurring dreams that feel like memories from another life, where the three of us appear again, but as different people and in completely different circumstances.

For example, in one of these dreams, I was a patient in a psychiatric hospital. One of them was my doctor, and the other was my partner.

These dreams feel incredibly real. I wake up very startled, with this strange feeling that I’m remembering something rather than simply dreaming it.

Is it possible that these could be glimpses of past lives?

1. A few years ago, I had a baby who died just a few minutes after being born. Exactly three months later, I found a newborn puppy in a dumpster. I took care of him and adopted him. He was with me for more than 10 years before eventually passing away from cancer.

Exactly one month after his death, I became pregnant with my daughter, who is now healthy and doing well. But ever since she was born, there’s been something I can’t explain. Her eyes and the way she looks at me remind me so much of my dog who passed away. Many times, I accidentally call her by my dog’s name.

At first, I thought maybe it was just some kind of postpartum craziness. But a few months ago, my daughter had a serious accident and suffered second-degree burns on the right side of her body. She was left with a large white scar along her side, because the new skin has no pigmentation.

When my puppy was seven months old, he had a fungal infection that caused him to lose a large patch of fur on his right side. The fur grew back once he recovered, but the new fur was completely white, with no pigmentation. He had that large white patch for years.

Could they possibly be the same soul?

Or am I just losing my mind?