3. Why do souls forget everything when they become incarnate?
• If they remembered, they would know that one day or another they’d return, they’d feel homesick, like people who believe in heaven, I guess, but it wouldn’t be as painful as not knowing at all.
• They would feel exiled and constantly yearn to return to heaven… But that doesn’t explain why souls must be stripped of all their powers and of all their memories in the first place.
• Some theologians explain this by saying that souls never completely forget. They dimly remember the lost paradise and long to return to their divine source. If they remembered that whatever terrible trial they must face, that in the end they will go back into the light, they would not feel lost and helpless and the whole process would be quite pointless. It is by overcoming adversity that the souls evolve.’
• The fact of the matter is that souls are already perfect. They don’t need to evolve.’
• Other religious people say: It was meant to be. Like everything else, it was part of His grand design.’
4. Why did God choose to incarnate the souls in Humankind? Why not in other species? As far as I know, it didn’t make us any wiser.
• ‘Perhaps the other species do not need a soul to be wise.’
• ‘Or perhaps it’s the souls that drive us mad.’
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I have heard that we do not remember our previous lifes, to be able to have new experiences in our new life, what we have choosed (the circumstances) before inkarnating. Further we deep inside, of course, remember the other lifes, because they give us an intuitivness of where we want to go in this one life.
Our soul is not able to forget anything, but it is able to shut some areas during our inkarnations.
For our soul there is not existing "bad" or "good". There are only experiences. Our soul likes to experience the whole life, all possibilities, all nuances of life. Therefore we can be rich in this life and poor in the next one. It could be that we were murderer in a past life and in this life we will be the opposite - Mother Theresa...
There isn't existing any "blame", because all is life, experience. All in our life just IS. We choose for ourselves in which direction we like to go: to the light (= love) or the dark (= without love).
By the way, the Native American, f.e., believe that all has a soul: the stone and the sun, the moon and the water, the earth, the trees and animals. For them we all are relatives. A view of life, what I admire a lot, because it puts us into the creation and not on there top - and it gives us responsibility for what we are doing with our relatives...
Thank you Hesika for your comment. In 'The Dark Side of the Soul', the main character, a soul named Oa, is incarnated inside a Native American boy who is about to undergo his Vision Quest. Surrounded by the Shaman and his assistants, they are about to enter the sweat lodge. In the following excerpt, you will see that what you write echoes what my characters say:
‘All the Powers of the world,’ the shaman intones, ‘the heavens and the star peoples; the red and blue sacred days; all waters, all trees that stand, all the grasses of our Grandmother, all the hallowed people of the universe: listen! A sacred relationship with you all will be asked by this young man, that his generations to come will increase and live in a holy manner.’
(Then, further :)
The boy carries his pipe and his sacred leather pouch that he wears on a rawhide string around his neck. Earlier, his spiritual advisor had filled it with food and tobacco.
‘Why did you give me food if I am to fast?’ the boy asks. ‘Is overcoming temptation part of the rite?’
‘Yes and no,’ his guide says. ‘There are spirits all around us, travelling up and down the riverbanks in search for their loved ones. All things have souls – a twig, a rainbow, a stone… If we pray and offer them food, they answer to our prayers by giving us sunsets and favorable rains, by warming and feeding us, by healing us.’ He pauses and looks at the river. ‘But sometimes they can also mislead us and harm us.’
‘Why?’
‘Because they are always hungry and ready to devour human beings.’
The boy stops, frozen in mid-step.
‘Do not worry. Nothing will happen to you.’ Facing him, he lays his hands on the boy’s shoulders. ‘Listen well, Nimble Foot. Before crossing the river, throw some food and a twist of tobacco into the water to feed these creatures and they will spare you. You have painted your body in bright colors to frighten them; they will let you cross over safely.’
Thank you for your answer, Prince Selim, what showed me that I have to read your book completely... Unfortunately my English knowledges are not good enough to read a whole book.
So I will wait a while, I'm sure that your book will be translated in my mother tongue... I'm very curious to read it!
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