I don't really give much credit to living a previous life, though I have and have always had a yearning for another place i've never really been. I think its a family trait through my paternal line. My Mom thinks its all bunkum
Let me explain. My Father has always maintained he was from the Steppes in Russia. One of the nomadic Cossack tribesmen of years past. He likes and actively takes pleasure in wide expanses of Steppe like areas and silence.
I however feel a strange affinity for the small Island existence of a Crofter with the sea in my sight and salt water on my tongue. I love the sounds of the sea from the gentle whisper of water climbing golden sands to the Roar of Wrathful ocean Storm at night all hell let loose on rocky jagged edged shorelines.
A few years ago My Dad had a gypsy friend whose mother told us both what we already new about how we felt. It was odd admitted but true.
Do any of you guys think they belonged once before to another time and place?