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just look at them； be a witness to them …… because ordinarily the mind is incapable of bearing such vast turbulence all at once。
attempting to cope with it； there is a distinct possibility of going mad。
once a girl was brought to me。
she was about eleven years old。
unexpectedly； she had remembered three of her past lives。
she had not experimented with anything； but often； for some reason mistakes do happen all of a sudden。
this was an error on the part of nature； not its grace upon her； in some way nature had erred in her case。
it is the same as if someone had three eyes； or four arms …… this is an error。
four arms would be much weaker than two arms； four arms couldnt work as effectively as two arms could …… four arms would make the body weaker； not stronger。
so the girl； eleven years old； remembered three past lives； and many inquiries were made into this case。
in her previous life she had lived about eighty miles from my present residence； and in that life she died at the age of sixty。
the people she lived with then are now the residents of my hometown； and she could recognize all of them。
even in a crowd of thousands； she could recognize her past relatives …… her own brother； her daughters； and her grandchildren …… from the daughters； from the sons…in…law。
she could recognize her distant relatives and tell many things about them even they had forgotten。
her elder brother is still alive。
on his head there is a scar from a small injury。
i asked the girl if she knew anything about that scar。
the girl laughed and said； 〃even my brother doesnt know about it。
let him tell you how and when he got that injury。
〃 the brother could not recall when the injury occurred； he had no idea at all； he said。
the girl said； 〃on the day of his wedding； my brother fell while he was mounting the marriage horse。
he was ten years old then。
〃 the elderly people in the town supported her story； admitting that the brother had； indeed； fallen from the horse。
and the man himself had no recollection of this event。
then； as well； the girl displayed a treasure she had buried in the house she had lived in during her previous life。
in her last birth she died at the age of sixty； and previous to that birth she had been born in a village somewhere in assam。
then she had died at the age of seven。
she could not give the village name； nor her address； but she could speak as much of the assamese language as a seven…year…old child could。
also； she could dance and sing like a seven…year…old girl could。
many inquiries were made； but her family from that life could not be traced。
the girl has a past…life experience of sixty…seven years plus eleven years of this life。
you can see in her eyes the resemblance to a seventy…five to seventy…eight…year…old woman； although she is actually eleven years old。
she cannot play with children of her own age because she feels too old。
within her she carries the memory of seventy…eight years； she sees herself as a seventy…eight…year…old woman。
she cannot go to school because； although she is eleven； she can easily look upon her teacher as her son。
so even though her body is eleven years old； her mind and personality are those of a seventy…eight…year…old woman。
she cannot play and frolic like a child； she is only interested in the kinds of serious things old women talk about。
she is in agony； she is filled with tension。
her body and mind are not in harmony。
she is in a very sad and painful state。
i advised her parents to bring the girl to me； and to let me help her forget the memories of her past lives。
just as there is a method to revive memories； there is also a way to forget them。
but her parents were enjoying the whole affair！ crowds of people came to see the girl； they began to worship her。
the parents were not interested in having her forget the past。
i warned them the girl would go mad； but they turned a deaf ear。
today she is on the verge of insanity； because she cannot bear the weight of so many memories。
another problem is； how to get her married？ she finds it difficult to conceive of marriage when； in fact； she feels like an old woman of seventy…eight。
there is no harmony of any kind within her； her body is young but the mind is old。
it is a very difficult situation。
but this was an accident。
you can also break open the passage with an experiment。
but it is not necessary to go in that direction； however； those who still wish to pursue it； can experiment。
but before moving into the experiment it is essential they go through deep meditation so their minds can bee so silent and strong that when the flood of memories breaks upon them； they can accept it as a witnessing。
when a man grows into being a witness； past lives appear to be no more than dreams to him。
then he is not tormented by the memories； now they mean nothing more than dreams。
when one succeeds in recalling past lives and they begin to appear like dreams； immediately ones present life begins to look like a dream too。
those who have called this world maya have not done so just to propound a doctrine of philosophy。
jati…smaran …… recalling past lives …… is at the base of it。
whosoever has remembered his past lives； for him the whole affair has suddenly turned into a dream； an illusion。
where are his friends of past lives？ where are his relatives； his wife and children； the houses he lived in？ where is that world？ where is everything he took to be so real？ where are those worries that gave him sleepless nights？ where are those pains and sufferings that seemed so insurmountable； that he carried like a dead weight on his back？ and what became of the happiness he longed for？ what happened to everything he so toiled and suffered for？ if you ever remember your past life； and if you lived for seventy years； then whatever you might have seen in those seventy years； would that look like a dream or a reality？ indeed； it would look like a dream which had e and withered away。
i have heard。
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once a kings only son lay on his deathbed。
for eight days he was in a a …… he couldnt be saved nor would death claim him。
on the one hand the king prayed for his life； while on the other hand； aware of so much pain and suffering all around； he felt the futility of life at the same time。
the king could not sleep for eight nights； but then； around four oclock one morning； sleep overtook him and he began to dream。
we generally dream of those things which we have not fulfilled in life； and so the king； sitting by his only son； his dying son； dreamed that he had twelve strong and handsome sons。
he saw himself as the emperor of a large kingdom； as the ruler of the whole earth； with large and beautiful palaces。
and he saw himself as extremely happy。
as he was dreaming all this。
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time runs faster in a dream； in a dream timing is totally different from our day…to…day time。
in a moment a dream can cover a span of many years； and after waking up you will find it difficult to figure out how so many years were covered in a dream that lasted just a few moments！ time actually