My four year old son Dante has a really good friend at daycare named Regina. This morning when I was trying to buckle his seat belt in the car he took my hand and kissed all over the back of my hand. Surprised by this sudden gesture of love I asked him, “Why are you kissing mommy’s hand?”
“No, you are not mommy right now, I am pretending that you are Regina!” He said as he kissed my hand some more.
I think I am just going to go and develop some kind of complex now… Man, I thought I had 15 more year with little Dante…
Maybe that is a residue of the imprints of another soul’s past life. As he grows up, his current soul will gradually over-ride the human personality found within the imprints maybe?
I saw a youtube video of how a young boy had clear memories of his past life as a WWII pilot.