True Reincarnation Story
by Stuart Wilde
Reincarnation has always baffled me. I would like to believe, but I find it
very confusing. There haven't been enough total people on earth to make the
mathematics of 'many lives for many people' correct. So, I just don’t know.
But my old teacher believed in reincarnation, and he once told me that I had had
an incarnation in France at the time of the Cathars and the Albigensian
massacres. In the 1200s, the Christians slaughtered the Gnostics Cathars, and
their leader Jacques de Molay died at the stake in 1314. He was a Grand Master
of the Knights Templar. I had never had any feelings about the Cathars or the
persecution of the Albigensians, and I knew nothing about Jacques de Molay, so I
couldn't really relate to what my teacher had said.
Later he told me in all seriousness that I should be careful never to go to
Canton, now know as Guangzhou, Shanghai or Singapore. For some reincarnational
reason, those places are very dangerous for me. I wouldn't go Singapore anyway
as it's a truly fascist state, but I must say the idea of Shanghai has always
been quite alluring, but I took my teacher's advice and I have never been.
In the same meditation group that I was in, my teacher told a middle-aged lady
called Susan, never to go to Spain, again, because of reincarnational reasons.
She ignored his advice and a few months later, she went on holiday to Barcelona
with her aged mother. They had just checked into their hotel room when a man
walked in; he said nothing. He just stepped forward and whacked Susan's mother
in the head with a heavy club. He didn't steal anything and there was no sexual
assault. He then walked out of the room in silence, never to be seen again. The
old lady was in a coma for nine months and then died.
"Shanghai, Canton, Singapore? No way Jose!"
Reincarnation? I just don't know but my old teacher knew things, many things. He
told me about Chernobyl more than a decade before the nuclear explosion
happened.
© 2004 Stuart Wilde
www.stuartwilde.com