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Oh good God! ANOTHER rebirth thread?
Actually, not so much. My question is, how credible to you think Dr. Ian Stevenson is with his research on reincarnation? To be honest, his research is a big reason why I do believe in some form of rebirth. His findings are a little too detailed to be coincidental. Hell, even Sam Harris has said that "either he is a victim of truly elaborate fraud, or something interesting is going on".
Of course, this doesn't PROVE reincarnation; as far as we know it may not even exist, but I do think Dr. Stevenson made some very convincing cases for it.
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His book is the reason I believe that it is reasonable to believe in rebirth/reincarnation.
Sarcasm?
It simply acknowledges that the data (the original expressions of past-life-memories by a child) can be polluted by an enthusiastic audience and their suggestive way of interviewing the child, by information coming from other more obvious sources, and the demand to produce better information than picking what you wish to hear from the random gibbering of infants.
we should look at his effort as what it is; a scientist investigating rebirth scientifically and presenting the results he found.
In the court of Caridwen I have done penance;
Though little I was seen, placidly received,
I was great on the floor of the place to where I was led;
I have been a prized defence, the sweet muse the cause,
And by law without speech I have been liberated
By a smiling black old hag, when irritated
Dreadful her claim when pursued:
I have fled with vigour, I have fled as a frog,
I have fled in the semblance of a crow, scarcely finding rest;
I have fled vehemently, I have fled as a chain,
I have fled as a roe into an entangled thicket;
I have fled as a wolf cub, I have fled as a wolf in a wilderness,
I have fled as a thrush of portending language;
I have fled as a fox, used to concurrent bounds of quirks;
I have fled as a martin, which did not avail;
I have fled as a squirrel, that vainly hides,
I have fled as a stag's antler, of ruddy course,
I have fled as iron in a glowing fire,
I have fled as a spear-head, of woe to such as has a wish for it;
I have fled as a fierce hull bitterly fighting,
I have fled as a bristly boar seen in a ravine,
I have fled as a white grain of pure wheat,
On the skirt of a hempen sheet entangled,
That seemed of the size of a mare's foal,
That is filling like a ship on the waters;
Into a dark leathern bag I was thrown,
And on a boundless sea I was sent adrift;
Which was to me an omen of being tenderly nursed,
And the Lord God then set me at liberty."'
http://www.sacred-texts.com/neu/celt/mab/mab32.htm
Mabinogion, translated by Lady Charlotte Guest