I have two kids; a daughter and a son. One day when I was in the car with them, I asked about the story about before they came into my belly that they told me when they were in kindergarten. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cIs it true that you guys\ndecided which one is to come into my belly first by\npaper-rock-scissors ?\u201d \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
they unexpectedly responded to this one willingly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nDaughter: \u201cThat\u2019s true. I won\nwith scissors. I remember it clearly!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nSon: \u201cYep. I mostly don\u2019t\nhave childhood memories, but I remember that one!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nAccording to them, my daughter,\nwho is the older, won with scissors so she came into my belly first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nAs for myself, I did remember up\nto the fetal stage when I was a child. I remember telling my mother\nonce I was old enough to describe it to her in words what it was like\nto be in her belly. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nWhen it comes to my past life, I\nmanaged to remember a memory from my past life while I was meditating\nwhen I was a teenager. That is why I am a little surprised by the\nfact that my kids have a clear memory from the time before they were\nborn. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nMy daughter always told me about\nthe world before she was born when she was younger, so I can\nunderstand why she remembers this particular incident before she came\ninto my womb, but I wondered if my son truly remembered it so I asked\nhim the same question again the next day. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nMe: \u201cDo you really remember\nplaying paper-rock-scissors with your sister before you came into my\nbelly?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nSon: \u201cYep. It was a very narrow\nplace and I played paper-rock-scissors with her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nI was expecting a bright shiny\nplace so I asked my daughter again when we were alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nMe: \u201cWhat was it like where you\nplayed the paper-rock-scissors with your brother before you came into\nmy belly?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nDaughter: \u201cI guess it was\nprobably in your belly. It was too small for the two of us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nSo that was the story.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nWhen I think back, my daughter\nwas very good at paper-rock-scissors and she has won prizes in\npaper-rock-scissors tournaments that were held in big ballrooms three\ntimes in the past. This may be a talent she was born with.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It looks like they completely forget about the incident in their daily lives, but I think they are in the generation where it is normal to be born with memories from their past lives, regardless of whether or not we believe in reincarnation. <\/p>\n\n\n\n