I love to hear about reincarnation

Greetings, everyone!

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Reincarnation is one of the beliefs I don't want to let go of or trade for another because it's so interesting. Even though a lot of people—especially religious and scientific individuals—say it's not real, I strongly believe in its existence. I have heard ear-tingling stories about it and have also seen, with my own eyes, clear indications that reincarnation is undeniably real.

Like I said, I have read doubts about its existence, which sometimes made me question some of the things I’ve seen, but I just had to stop digging too deep and settle on the belief I hold. I am not interested, for now and in the years to come, in succumbing to the idea that it's not real.

Have I seen someone who reincarnated?

I grew up in a rural area where this subject wasn’t taken lightly. Sometimes it's funny how people identify the person a newly born child reincarnated from, even without any visible mark on the body. It's very funny because I witnessed that a lot too.

One of my younger brothers, before he was born, my dad kept announcing how a particular late man—someone he had been very good to before the man died—kept appearing in his dreams with farm produce as gifts. Sometimes, the man would give him yams, maize, iron beans, and sometimes bush meat. The thing is, when the man was alive, we used to share farm boundaries with him, and the connection between him and my family was very strong. My dad, I don’t know where he got the idea, said that the reason the man was appearing in his dreams was because he wanted to come back to life through our family.

Guess what? When that brother of mine was born, he had a mark on his head—exactly the same spot where the man had a zinc cut when he was alive. When my dad saw the mark, he didn’t need any prophecy to believe that the man had actually reincarnated. He was so happy that he started calling my brother by the very native name of the man. And my brother used to cry a lot whenever he was called that name. Although he’s grown up now, we still tease and bully him with that name. He always surrenders to anger, and that gives us (his siblings) premium joy.

There are many other stories and facts that I witnessed, but let me use my family examples again to justify it.

My own reincarnation story is still a funny one to me.
Back then, when I was little, it was so pronounced that every elderly person in my extended family sometimes, jokingly, paid homage to me.
According to what I was told, I reincarnated as one of their greatest warriors in those days. They said the man was fearless and used to lead the youth to war, especially whenever there was a community clash or a fight with herdsmen. According to them, before I was born, the man appeared in the dreams of several people, saying he was coming back through my father’s house.

When I was born and started growing, only one trait made them confirm it. I appeared to be the opposite of the man when he was alive. I was—and still am, to some extent—afraid of anything that sounds like a gunshot.
If you know the local cannon shots, the ones that are common in the Eastern part of Nigeria, anytime that thing was about to be fired, I would run very far away—so far that I’d end up in another village. That habit troubled my parents a lot because I was uncontrollable.

Yeah, they said i appeared as the opposite of the man. He was fearless when it came to gunshots, and I am very scared of gunshots.

Please, allow me to keep believing in the existence of reincarnation. The stories and facts that come with it are too entertaining.

Thanks for reading

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_{This is my entry to the Week 163, Edition 03 of the Weekly Featured contest in Hive Learners Community}

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