Past Life # 6
I recently became aware of another previous life. These seem to pop up like the flu, every couple of years. I believe this was one of being raised by a benevolent herd of wild cows, on a small Aleutian Island in the Arctic Circle. Umnak Island, I think it was. The cows were abandoned, along with various other livestock in the 50's, after World War II. They had adapted to this environment and had grown woolly and developed a hierarchial society, very Orwellian. They could hold their own against the Brown Bears, only the weak were taken as prey. A few bulls and 30 or 40 cows was the whole of the population, along with a few herds of sheep and horses. I have no idea how I wound up an infant, alone on this island, with no permanent human residents. I remember taking shelter under the beasts, with their long hair reaching the ground. A constant 80 degrees, even in winter. And all the milk I could drink. Unfortunately I was lactose intolerant. What a kicker, eh? So I had gas a lot. Anyway, the Herd would protect me from predators. Fights to the death between bulls and grizzlies are etched in my mind. Volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and tsunamis were a fact of life, and I saw many a good beast claimed. I formed a deep bond with the Herd and was eventually, somehow reborn a few years later in Brooklyn, NY. I'm kind of fuzzy on that part. But I can now acknowledge the great gift of have of the memory and wisdom I've gained from recalling this. I have yet to figure out the significance of what it all means though.
It could be the result of bad clams though.....I don't know