Reincarnation- what does it mean to you?

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TW: I DISCUSS TRIGGERING MEDICAL ISSUES JUST FOR CONTEXT. BUT IF ANY DEADLY MEDICAL ILLNESSES ARE A TRIGGER FOR YOU, THIS MAY NOT BE FOR YOU, BUT ILL TRY TO KEEP IT AS NON-TRIGGERING AS MUCH AS I CAN SO EVERYONE CAN PARTAKE IN THE CONVERSATION.

Does anyone here believe in reincarnation? I, myself, thought I believed in reincarnation, until last night. Now I know I believe in reincarnation with my whole heart. So you may read this and think I’m crazy. Shoot, I know I am. Now that that’s established here’s my story:

In 1989, my grandmother had cervical cancer and passed away . in that same year, my grandpoppi also was medically not doing too hot himself. He had a Brain tumor the size of a baseball growing at the stem of his brain in the back of his head. The surgery to remove it was not guaranteed and was said to be extremely volatile and there was a chance he couldn’t make it. But he did! Then in 1993, I was born. My poppi said when he saw me for the first time, he thought to himself “I wish cherry could be here to see this” and he said at that moment I winked at him. He was astonished and said that he thought I was a reincarnation of my grandma. Its a little weird I know. But its also sweet in a way, because I think he truly loved and missed her. He never remarried again, and he never dated again. He passed away in 2018. Poppi told me all sorts of crazy stories; like how my grandmother would call him “Droopy dog” because when he’d take his bifocals off, his eyes became very droopy when you’d look at him, and this was to reference the dog droopy from Looney tunes. :joy::joy:

And she was not lying at all. She was not missing a beat.

So yesterday, I’m looking at my 4 remaining puppies, and as I was looking at this one pup, I thought to myself, “man that dogs droopy eyes remind me of my poppi” & then the dog winked at me… I have never felt more amusement and acceptance and joy of this magnitude, just because a dog winked at me. But I feel like this MAY be a definite reincarnation scenario. Or maybe there’s a chance that I’m just crazy, and a dog winking means nothing at all. Who knows? All I know is, it makes sense. :joy: I think my poppi reincarnated into my new dog. I’m going to name him Russell. :smiling_face:

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Firstly, aww :people_hugging: thankyou for sharing such a beautiful life story.

Do I believe in reincarnation :thinking: I’d have to say yes and no. I’m not sure we fully come back as another being in the full physical sense, but can parts of our soul, memories or essence permeate through another? Yes I do think so. I also feel that the dead can speak through many living beings if they want to get a message to us, they will use the best method to get our attention so we listen.

Skal :green_heart: :clinking_beer_mugs:

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Fantastic Friday Suck :sun_with_face:,

Awesome!!:people_hugging: Sounds just right to me.
I believe in re-incarnation and have “proof” myself, like you.

I’m guessing Russell was your GrandPoppi’s :old_man: name?

Beautiful confirmation :smiling_face_with_three_hearts: :star_struck:

Lady Gene :moon_water:

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Yes! His name was russell! He was a chemical engineer and worked in paper mills and sugar mills as the head boss man. He said he also drove “shot gun” - flat bed work trucks. He also was a locomotive engineer as well. When I say my poppi was the best poppi, he truly was. He was an old southern man who always said “you can’t bullsht a bullshter.” He also taught me that if someone, anyone , is all of a sudden interested in your life, tell them “I’m broke, nobody wants my *ss, and I’m sleeping on a bench” , and that person will leave you alone after that, because they have nothing to be envious of & you go on about your business. Not everybody has the intentions of being a friend. He also told me what hotdogs, jello, and chalk was actually made out of. I kept asking him my whole life cuz I thought he was kidding, until I became an adult and finally made myself stop asking. I don’t think I could hear it again. :person_gesturing_no::joy: he definitely was your typical military father in the 1970’s -1990’s real stern father. My brother and I were no strangers to a 1970’s softened stern man, who had the best laugh that would make you laugh, and no one knows why he’s laughing , but everyone is now laughing. There’s something really magical about someone so genuine, that they start an uproar in laughter because he thought of something funny, and genuinely laughed, which is contagious as can be. He was the best, and he did his best. :purple_heart: