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The Boy Who Knew Too Much

I am fascinated by the mysteries of this universe and The Boy who Knew Too Much feeds my fascination about past lives and reincarnation.

I grew up a Catholic but deep down I’ve always believed in reincarnations and having past lives. This fascination led to an interest in Asian myths and religions as well as my own personal experiences encountering memories of past-lives in recent years. And because of this, I like reading books about children’s memories of their past lives.

The Boy Who Knew Too Much book cover
Photo taken from Cathy Byrd’s website

Lots of children under the age of 6 remember their previous lives or the time before they were born. Memories of Heaven is another book that I enjoyed reading cause it shares stories of a child’s past life and his recollection of time before birth.

When I first heard about The Boy who Knew Too Much, I was immediately intrigued by story of Christian Hanupt that recalled his previous life as Lou Gehrig. Anyone who has lived in the States and sometimes keep up with sports would have heard of this Baseball legend. Unfortunately, people also associate Lou Gehrig with the disease ALS (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis) – now known as the Lou Gehrig Disease, that took his life in 1941. Remember the ALS ice bucket challenge a few years ago? They were raising money for the cure to this disease.

It’s amazing to hear stories of someone who was as big as Lou Gehrig in his previous life. I also like Cathy Bird’s story of how she came to terms with this odd revelation. But really, it was Christian’s story that hooked me in.

My favorite part of the book is how it reminded me that our soul is so much bigger than the physical body and physical life we have at present. The soul has a bigger purpose and the soul is connected to the whole entire Life on this planet (and beyond?). As a human, one of the hardest thing we have to go through are separations and heart breaks. It’s nice to read stories like this to be reminded that the soul doesn’t know separation and we are always connected to each other :).

I heard one of the big production houses is making a film out of the book. Read it before it goes to the screen!

Interested to buy The Boy Who Knew Too Much? You can check it here.

An Encounter with the Soul of Bali

I landed in Bali with a prayer and a hope to heal the emptiness in my heart. As I left the airport, the island began to answer my prayer in its own charming way. Ubud’s expansive rice fields reminded me of my limitless capacity to love. The waves of Canggu beach woke up my courage and yoga brought me to a space of gratitude. I was almost whole, but little did I know I would find that completeness in the most unexpected way.

One afternoon, after walking the busy streets of Legian, I hopped on a motorbike taxi, heading to a yoga class in Sanur. The bike dropped me off at the end of a narrow alley where the noise from the traffic descended and I found myself in front of a bamboo hut by a quiet beach. I quickly signed up for a class but since I had a full hour to wait, I proceeded to sit on the beach and listened to the sound of gentle waves lapping the shore.

Suddenly the soothing sound of waves was broken by children’s laughter. Four young Balinese boys came running across carrying a large kite. Their wild laughter and excitement filled the air as they attempted to get the kite airborne and before I knew it I found myself smiling and cheering them on.

Eventually the boys pulled the kite away and a little sadness came over me, only to evaporate as soon as one boy began to sing Kecak, the Balinese gamelan human choir. I was in awe as the others joined in and I heard a harmonious pentatonic melody made up of each boy’s unique syncopated tone. Their little bodies moved in response to the underlying notes and completed the living orchestra. Their voices stirred the air and created vibrations that traveled through the space and touched my heart.

Bali had invited me to see a glimpse of its soul through the impromptu act of the boys expressing and communicating their joy through Kecak. Its distinctive Balinese melody sounding like it was carved out of the people’s connection to their land and gods. The soul of the music was reflected in the sway of the coconut trees and the fragrance of the offerings. As the music soothed and enchanted me, I reflected upon my own connection to nature and the lives around me and found myself whole.

The boys and I exchanged no words, but their presence and combined energy had taught me to always keep my own spark of joy and express it freely. On the sand of Sanur beach, I said a prayer of gratitude for the completeness I had found through the pure soul of four Balinese boys.

Balinese Boys playing kite at Sanur beach.
Balinese Boys playing kite at Sanur beach.