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Wether you believe in reincarnation or not, there are too many cases of bizarre instances of children remembering the life and death of a total stranger from years ago and far away. Verifiable facts that just can’t be explained. I too was sceptical until I knew someone that had been reincarnated. Now I’m a believer.

The child was my nephew, I knew him from birth, his mother and father, his older sister, so they weren’t strangers to me, they were close family. The first time he said something to me was when he was 8 years old. We were playing in the back yard, it was summer, and scorching hot. He was splashing in the child wading pool, while I sat close by in the shade sipping an ice cold root beer. “Hey Uncle Guy, why don’t you have an ice cold Castle lager, it’s my favorite beer to drink on a hot day, with a steak on the Braai”. I looked at him, shocked. “ what did you say?”. He looked confused. “I don’t know. I use remember liking Castle lager and grilling steak on the Braai with my dad”. Daryld, your dad doesn’t drink beer, and he’s never eaten a steak in his life. or barbecued anything, he’s scared of fire.” “ and what’s this talking like an African, you don’t even know what a braaivleis is, or a Castle beer, let alone being your favorite “. “ Uncle Guy, I don’t know, it just came to me in a memory. It was before my first father died in the war”. “What war? He wasn’t in Afghanistan or Iraq, or even the military. You’re talking crazy.” “ My father was in the Rhodesian bush war, he was in the army, he was a convoy driver. He was killed in an ambush right before the elections.” Daryld said. “ used to come home on R&R and we used to hang out in the back yard and he would let me drink a beer when mom wasn’t around. And he loved to cook on the braaivleis and grill steak and boerewors sausage with onions. My favorite, even sudza.” Oh man, I was freaking out.

I was flabbergasted. Speechless. I had to get my wife to come and hear this conversation. It just didn’t make sense. I ran inside and told my wife what was going on, with all the crazy memories Daryld was relaying to me. When we went outside, Daryld was crying. “ Uncle Guy, don’t be mad at me. I’m not making it up, really I’m not. I just remember it, everything. I don’t know what is happening to me. I’m scared.” “ don’t be scared, we’re not mad at you. Just tell auntie what you told me, and we’ll figure it out. You’re ok.”

so we talked it through, and I took notes of everything detail that Daryld said. It was amazing. He knew what city he lived in, ( Bulawayo), also my home town. And I had never talked to him about that, but maybe he heard it from someone else in the family. I never talked about convoys, or the election that ended the war, and really, he was too young to research that by himself. It was puzzling. “Ok Daryld, what school did you attend in Bulawayo?”, I was testing him so if he was faking this I could catch him out. “ Gifford high school, on the Matopos Road, across from the Zimbabwe International Faire. I know what you are doing, you are testing me. It is all so clear in my mind. The school used to be the Bulawayo technical School, and then the name was changed. It was a boys only school, and all white, but after the war, they admitted blacks , including black teachers and a black headmaster.” Wow! There was no way this 8 year old boy could have researched all that for a prank. “ how old were you when your dad died? I asked, and Daryld started to cry again. “I was 16, in form 9. I had one more year to go and I would matriculate. But when he died I fell apart and so did my mom. I had to help her get through it, and I failed form 9, and had to repeat it the next year. I finally matriculated, but things were getting so bad we left Zimbabwe and moved to South Africa.”

”What was your name, and your mom and dad’s names” I asked, and I was stunned when he told me. “ my name was Trevor, but everybody called me Trev, my mom was Jill and my dad was Peter. Fitzpatrick was our last name.” I knew them! I went to school with Peter, but lost contact when he joined the army and I joined Intaff and was stationed in the bush at Binga. I knew Jill slightly, we were never friends, she was friends with my sister. They went to school together at Eveline Girls School. And Trev I bumped into once at the funeral for Peter. Jesus! I couldn’t believe it. This was unbelievable! Trevor reincarnated into Daryld. I immediately started researching reincarnation on the internet. There were quite a few famous cases researched and confirm. It was real.This is what I found:

Famous reincarnation stories often involve children recalling detailed past lives, with well-known cases including Shanti Devi (India, remembering life as Lugdi Devi), James Leininger (USA, WW2 pilot memories), and Omm Sety (Dorothy Eady, ancient Egypt priestess). These accounts gain fame through detailed verification, like Shanti Devi's meeting her past husband, or striking similarities in knowledge, such as Omm Sety's uncanny familiarity with ancient Egyptian sites.

are some of the most famous examples:

Shanti Devi (India, 1930s): A young girl who claimed to be Lugdi Devi, a woman who died in childbirth years earlier in a nearby town. She provided verifiable details about Lugdi's life, home, and family, leading to an investigation ordered by Mahatma Gandhi and astonishing researchers with her specific knowledge.

James Leininger (USA, 2000s): A young boy who had intense nightmares and detailed memories of being a WWII pilot, James Huston, who died in the Pacific. He identified planes, names, and locations from Huston's life, leading his parents to research and eventually locate Huston's relatives, according to accounts in books and media.

Omm Sety (Dorothy Eady, Egypt/UK, 20th Century): Born in England, Dorothy Eady felt drawn to Egypt, believing she was Bentreshyt, an ancient priestess. As Omm Sety, she became a renowned Egyptologist and identified sacred sites and details from her supposed past life with remarkable accuracy, even describing events and people from the 13th century BC.

Uttara Huddar (India, 20th Century): A woman who began speaking Bengali (a language foreign to her Marathi upbringing) and described a past life as Sharada, a woman from a village 600 miles away who died after a cobra bite, with details verified by researchers.

Barbro Karlén (Sweden, 20th Century): Claimed to be the reincarnation of Anne Frank, a story explored by researchers, though considered less documented than Shanti Devi's case.

These stories are prominent because of the detailed, specific, and often verifiable information provided by the children, challenging conventional understanding.

I think reincarnation is real. I don’t understand it, do we all experience it, but only some people remember, and most of us don’t?

whatever it is, it causes us to have more questions about life after death than provides answers.