I have a question that perhaps someone can comment on. As a young child (6/7/8) I had an unusual attachment/empathy/compassion for Native Americans, particularly the northern plains tribes (Lakota/Dakota/Cheyenne). As I grew my interest was more than casual, it bordered on obsessive. I read voraciously anything I could get my hands on, and studied their history, visited and stayed on reservations. I never knew where this came from, as I did not grow up in the US, and there were no immediate or obvious influences.
Over the years, whenever I was questioned on this obsession, I merely said "Oh, I must have been an Indian in a prior life!" Then at some point I saw a Time-Life documentary on the Sand Creek Massacre, where a force of 700 soldiers attacked a sleeping encampment of about 300 hundred Cheyenne. About 200 of the Cheyenne (mostly women and children) were slaughtered and mutilated in the early morning hours of November 29, 1864.
The documentary showed a photo of the commanding officer, Col. John M. Chivington responsible for the brutal attack. I was stunned. It was me. It didn't just look like me, it was my face. It could have been my identical twin. Now I recognize that just because someone in the past looks like you, doesn't necessarily mean they were you in a past life. But the resemblance was uncanny.
That got me to thinking... is it possible that it was me, and instead of my being an Indian in a prior life (as I had joked to explain my compassion and love of Indians), I had been this horrible creature, responsible for deaths of so many innocent Cheyenne lives? And could it be that maybe over many lifetimes I've been working trying to purify this Karma? It certainly would explain this unusual attachment I have to northern plains Indians. Also, another interesting coincidence... about 40 years ago, I was traveling the North Dakota/Montana territories, visiting famous Indian sites, when I came upon a school, run by the Catholics, dedicated to helping underprivileged/orphaned Cheyenne children. The school integrated Indian culture into the curriculum, and even the main Worship Hall was shaped like a huge TeePee. I was so impressed by the work being done there, and the way it was being done, that as soon as I was financially able I became a benefactor to the school, and remain so to this day. The coincidence is that they are mostly Cheyenne children, the same tribe horribly murdered by the troops under Chivington's command. I became a benefactor of this school long before I made the connection with Chivington.
So my question in a nutshell is... Does Karma work this way? Does it present you with the opportunity to purify it? You are free to do so or not? Because there is nothing that would suggest I had any connection at all to Native Americans, indeed there were races more closely associated with me that had also been brutalized, and to whom similar compassion would have been totally understandable. Could I have been this monster? Your thoughts and comments would be appreciated.