Did your soul’s journey began before birth, or even before conception?

Did your soul ask to be born or did you have no choice?

Who are you? Where did you come from?

We have interviewed children and adults who “naturally” remember birth, womb-time, conception. In fact, some memories go back to before conception, before identifying with a physical body. They remember existing as pure soul!

It is natural to be skeptical about prebirth memories. Indeed our educational systems have taught us that we need a physical brain and body in order to think, experience anything, or even exist.

In addition, even though everyone goes through a prebirth planning process, in most cases, memories are wiped out just before birth.

Yet, for whatever reason, the “veil is lifted” for a minority. In some of these cases, children retain memories til the age of 7 or so. Even fewer retain them into adulthood.

Here are a few examples:

Lia: I recall life before birth. I was in a otherworldly city with tall buildings. The material was cloud-like.

We were not overly emotional there. We felt we could solve all problems with math. We could look at every scenario and solve it even if you chose a life where it was horrible.

This memory came to me as a vision when I was 3 years old. I know my age because it happened before my grandfather died when I was 4.

We were able to choose what world we would go to, earth being one of the worst or hardest. When it came time to leave our spiritual world, we previewed different earthly lives that we could choose. We stuck our head in the clouds and like a movie reel came through, each square was a complete life from beginning to end.

There was a lot of us energy or souls coming to earth. When we chose our lives, holy or divine beings standing behind us told us, “You will not remember anything about where you came from.”

I said. “Yes, I will!”

They said, “No, you cannot.”

I said, “Well, I’m taking this moment right here right now with me…whether you like it or not.”

Then we started traveling thru all of our wormholes. sudden we started having overwhelming feelings like fear, excitement, sadness, worry, happiness.

Then, boom! I was in the womb. I immediately felt regret for coming. I felt panic. I was losing myself. I was losing my memory and intelligence and felt so much fear. I can only imagine what a person with Alzheimer’s feels like.

I thought, “I’m becoming stupid. I’m forgetting.”

Then, boom! I was born. I saw the doctor. Coming out was painful. It hurt so bad. my lungs hurt and burned with the first breath just like when you run hard for so long.

I have predicted births, deaths, events. When I was a child, I thought everyone was able to have this ability. When I became a teen, I was in fear of my gift. I pushed it aside, but it came back stronger than ever.

I finally realized it was my memory.

I have many stories that I don’t share because most people would think I am crazy.

Bonnie: I am 68 years old. I remember being born. Many friends and siblings have dismissed my memories as fiction. I have forgotten some specific details over time, but retain the essence of the event.

I remember being in a warm dark place. Then something was pushing me. I was being squeezed very hard and felt like I was being crushed.

Then everything stopped and I was not moving anymore.

After some time, the crushing stopped and I felt cold and a bright light was above me. I saw a doctor with a shiny disk on his head.

This fits with the fact that my mother had a difficult birth with me and almost died.

Jorge: These memories are true folks. When I was a child, they were more vivid and clear; they have become clouded over after 55 years.

I recall being in a line of others waiting to be incarnated. No one wanted to go because they didn’t want to leave. But we understood this was more of a “duty” or mission that needed to be fulfilled in order to be closer to God once the mission was complete. I was assured by God that He would always be with me.

I was given the choice of a very wealthy family or a lower, middle class family. I chose the lower, middle class family because there was going to be substantially more to learn with that choice.

I looked down and saw my parents and their home. When I acknowledged being ready, I heard “applause” and celebration.

In an instant, I was struggling in fluid being born.

These memories stayed with me after being born. I was frustrated that I had no way to communicate it as an infant.

Brian: Before I came back to Earth, I remember being in a huge, white marble building. Two angels with bright, glowing faces escorted me to a large, thick, heavy BOOK sitting atop a marble bookstand/podium. This BOOK was the feature of the whole room.

The angels explained, ‘This BOOK contains all the written wisdom of ALL LIFE.”

The pages turned without any hands touching it. The BOOK itself was alive.

I was taken from there, out from the Heavenly City, to an area in space located just outside of Earth. I was floating out in the Universe/Heaven in the form of a light sphere. The view of Earth was amazing and beautiful.

I was with thousands of souls, spheres of light, lined up’ for birth ~ like lining up to get on a roller coaster ride. Some could not wait to dive in, but I was anxious to back out and stay off the ride. We all communicated telepathically. There was no way to hide how any of us felt internally.

While I was in line, my angels advised, “You have done very well up to now, but you have more to learn. You must return to Earth for one last time. You have a choice between two potential mothers. One mother is in Australia and the other is in Africa.”

I would like to share what I saw heard and felt when my guardian angel brought me down to the home of an Australian family. I was shown a woman struggling with her alcoholic, controlling, violent husband. I witnessed her being assaulted in the kitchen.

Next I was taken to the bathroom where two children were running a bath. They were petrified saying, “Just get in the bath so we don’t get into trouble.”

I felt their fear.

I was then taken back into the living room. I felt this lady’s nature. I had a knowing, “This is a great lady!”

I said, “I want this lady to be my mom!”

I was conceived that night. The next thing I knew, I was placed in my mom’s womb…..

Jasmine: I remember before being born. I remember that golden/light realm and its different levels.

I also saw my Mum with my siblings before I was born. I decided to be born into that family at the time.

When I was in the womb, I remember looking out of Mum’s body and watching people move around us and sensing their emotions. During wombtime, I also had flashes of past lives (not on earth).

I’ve been very in tune since young and a little psychic and empathic. As a child, I knew of other dimensions and the existence of other beings, etc. I’ve had extremely spiritual dreams and also dreams of other entities.

I definitely chose a challenging life/childhood, but I’m grateful for my experiences that were hard and traumatic. That put me on the path of compassion at a very young age, and towards awakening more and more. I love this journey. So much to learn and wonder about.

I’ve only told my husband and since then I’ve come across more people sharing this same experience.

Sylvia: I don’t remember coming from the light, but I always “knew,” even as a small child, that this is where I was before.

When I was a child, I often lamented, “Mom, I want to be back ‘there’ so bad! I talked about going back ‘there’, wherever that was!”

This could have been a “made-up” world, but it felt too real, so vivid. It was so beautiful, just pure nature, with a clear sparkling lake, trees, and most of all the feeling of peace everywhere. I mourned for it so much. I still want to be there again. I’m waiting to return.

Lumi: It is almost impossible to describe my prebirth memory. I was with others in a pure love suspension and excited about this life we were going to experience.

I remember choosing my parents. I remember being around my parents as they were courting and in love. One day, I validated my memory to my dad. I had my dad write down around a time of day, what lake, what color the rowboat was, the colors of the water lilies growing, etc.

I too wrote down my memories.

When we compared notes, they all matched up.

Claire: I remember when my mom could understand me telepathically. But later as a baby, it frustrated me when she couldn’t understand me anymore.

For example, I remember Mom teaching me to walk. I tried to communicate telepathically, “Come over and pick me up.”
However, Mom couldn’t understand and kept encouraging me, “Stand up and walk to me.”

I felt frustrated. I figured, “If I have the thought of where I want to go, I will be there, without effort.”

In my mind’s eye, I remembered a place where everything was white, or light. There were no physical burdens. It was frustrating to need to learn how to move my physical body and to speak words. Once I learned how to walk and talk, the frustration mostly went away, but I’ve always remembered that moment when Mom was teaching me to walk.

Deb: I remember the moments right after birth – being inside my “skin suit” looking at people, and wondering, “How on Earth do I use this silly vehicle [the body)?”

It was awkward, and people were making noises, and I knew that was their language and I was going to have to learn it. That was such a frustrating time.

Kathy: “My prebirth memory is strong.

I remember it flawlessly.

This memory is the one comfort that I can come back to. It is a gift from God. I may get frustrated and upset when I see the horrors mankind is capable of, or I may feel grief at the loss of fourteen family members and loved ones in the last two years, yet this powerful memory has given me peace and insights into the mysteries of life.

I know that there is life before birth and after death. Death is like an awakening from a dream. I have no fear of death and this allows me to live more freely.

My memory is more real than anything else and has shaped me into who I am. Explaining it is another story.

How can one explain something that has no comparison in this world? My very first memory is of being in space above earth. I was a soul without a body. I was part of the All That Is, yet I was still uniquely me.

In this state, there was a peace that does not exist on planet Earth. I felt the presence of my heart and my mind, those things that make me me. I could see, with my mind’s eye, 360 degrees around me at once. I enjoyed calm like I have never felt since.

I was connected to everything and everything was a part of me. I could pinpoint where there was pain and where there was joy. If there was sadness, I would know it. Joy, I would know that too. I just needed to put my attention on something and all the information learned by the “Whole” would be mine. I knew it could be as complicated or as simple as I chose to make it. I thought, “Simple is better.”

Suddenly, I began to come together, as if every cell in my body came from every direction, from the deep reaches of space, racing toward my being, creating a tingling sensation like billions of tiny bubbles coming together.

Prior to this, I was not in a position to physically feel. My hands now pressed against my thighs, and I felt my skin. I felt constricted in this form. I could no longer see all around me, although my heart and mind and soul were still connected to everything else. I assured myself, “It’s okay. This is just a different form of being.”

As I floated there, I looked down at this stunning planet, a beautiful gem in the universe. The brightness of the blue against that inky blackness of space was incredible. Even with similar planets in the universe, Earth was a prime piece of real estate.

I wanted to take the planet into my arms and take care of all humanity. I also wanted to protect it because it seemed so fragile.

Then pretty quickly, I began to experience dread because I knew where I was going. It was not going to be easy. At any rate, I volunteered: something I have cussed myself for during moments of frustration.

I knew that dying would be like this feeling, and I have yet to fear death. We are all here to learn and grow. I had agreed to come to this planet. I had a sense of purpose and duty. As if finally accepting what I had come to do, I began very gently to descend, back first, toward this beautiful blue planet. …

Steppen: I remember looking down at an image of earth. This memory surfaced 10 years ago. I have no idea where it came from, but the visuals have a familiar feel to them. I’ve only told one person because I thought maybe my mind was making it up.
I didn’t want to come here. I feared that I would never “wake up” or remember who I truly was because of all the illusions collected over my lifetime.

I was told that it was necessary and that my guides would keep me on track. That helped to reassure me.

Jenny: I have always known that earth is not my real home, even before I could talk. In fact, I struggled with being here, I spent most of my life withdrawn and depressed.

Several times I begged to go home. It was an extremely lonely feeling. Like being awake while everyone around me is sleeping.

When I was 8 years old, I had an OBE while on a car ride through the countryside. I found myself in a void or space looking at Earth. I had no body, only my conscious awareness.

A spiritual being told me telepathically, “Time is an Illusion, and Earth is an Illusion with a Purpose. Respect IT.”

I knew it was truth, more true than anything I’ve ever known here. It was strange. Earthly reality is like a dream compared to the awareness I felt in the OBE.