When we talk about reincarnation it sounds like some superstition from the mystical far east. Yet, tell someone that within their very cells is recorded information from four billion years ago to the present and they have no problem understanding this.
Each strand of DNA is made of a combination of four substances in paired together in various patterns. These patterns are a code. A base four code. If all of the DNA in your body were unraveled it would stretch to the sun 70 times. A single gram of DNA contains 700 terabytes of information. Only 3% of that information codes to protein that is makes up your body and all of its processes. The other 97% consists of data, stored information going all the way back to the first self replicating protocol-cell four billion years ago.

This was a complete surprise to science by the way. The scientists on the Human Genome Project assumed that all or at least most of our DNA was used for building our bodies. They were wrong. It is information which comes not just from your parents and grandparents or even your human ancestors. It comes from a web of being which viewed fourth dimensionally connects us to every living creature which has ever lived or lives now.
We have now learned that real world information can be encoded directly into our genes. That is our experiences can be coded. Some migrating animals have coded magnetic maps of the ocean floor. Detailed maps by which they navigate through tens of thousands of miles of open ocean.
It stands to reason that some of this information is encoded information about our world. Encoded so that we are not required to relearn all the lessons of our past. Within this information is certainly recorded memories of loves past. It makes sense because from nature’s standpoint the most important thing we do is to mate and reproduce.

So, yes. There are threads of connection between you and other people and sometimes these threads are sufficiently recent and deep that we have soul mates, people who we have connected with before and who we will connect with again and again as we circle each other through time like mayflies mating over a lake in summer.
Sam.
(Reblogged via MUSINGS BY SAMSARAN)
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