Message #14613

[Serena Duvet]

My parents were both charming and beautiful people but they did not get along well and had terrible fights that would sometimes become violent.  My dad was a policeman, a detective sergeant, and he worried when his children became rebellious in the 1970s.  My mother was more of the rebel type herself.  She was a spiritual seeker and loved art and music.  She had charming ways and loved to talk to people that she'd meet on the street.  She loved healthful food and nature and animals.  My dad was more of an introvert and liked to read a lot rather than socialize as much as my mother.  I see both of my parents in myself.  The buck stops here, though, I didn't have any children, myself.  The idea that I may have been my parents parents in a former life is a bizarre concept to me.  That I may have known someone who I instantly somehow feel connected to, in a previous life, could be the answer...  it could explain the effortless attraction I feel to certain people that come into my life...