My Current Jigsaw of Past Lives

Without going into the legitimacy of reincarnation at present, I want to get down what I have 'learnt' about what my soul has been up to before. I have been told by many that I have had many...but...these are the ones I have 'seen' in regressions during hypnosis and meditative states. I am going to stop putting inverted commas around words like learnt and seen now because I hope you can already see that I am not trying to state this is all undoubtedly true.

The view from the bed - I was in bed with very laboured breathing in what we would describe as a stately home these days. A sash window had a view of a well-kept expanse of lawn and garden. My son had come to see me and was standing at the foot of my bed, crying silently with his hat taken of and held against his chest. In his other hand was the hand of a little girl with brown eyes and a mob cap. I assumed in the vision that I was his mother and dying but no words were spoken.

The jealous blacksmith's wife - I am fairly sure I was a younger version of the dying woman above. I was walking down a muddy lane with businesses on either side. My skirt was so long that it was dragging in the mud and, although I was aware of that, I knew I couldn't do anything about it. To my left was a blacksmith's and inside was my sister who hated the fact I had 'married up' (stately home) and she had 'married down' (blacksmith's). Her eyes recognised me and burned with jealousy.

Drowned mother of two - wearing a white cap with strings having down either side of my face, mother to two little girls so close in age that people believed they were twins and father away at sea. We lived somewhere very cold and remote at least in part due to the fact we were not supposed to be together really as families (or society perhaps) disapproved. Stuck with no food I went fishing alone and fell through the ice, drowning while knowing my little girls would be left so vulnerable. They died and when my husband came back he found this scene and me nowhere to be found as under the ice, believing that I had abandoned our children. I, of course, couldn't tell him otherwise.

Seaside entertainer - last century in (likely a UK) seaside town where people go for days out and holidays. I was a male, unmarried and childless, working as some kind of entertainer like a clown on the seafront. I would lunch in a pub and have beers and pies. I died by being hit head-on by a bus or tram. I felt the impact dentally before dying.

Greek noble woman - spending lots of time alone in an outdoor swimming pool with mosaic tiles.

Hayfever sufferer next to mountains - male I think and on a contraption pulled by a horse or mule. Out in the open air daily and knowing that if I rubbed my itchy eyes just once, the effect might be instant relief but the end result would be much worse.

A soldier on a horse - spear going into and through my right thigh and killing me as unable to remove it.

Victorian woman - killed in domestic violence situation next to a stone fireplace, the blood from the fatal head wound pooling around my head as I died.