Throughout my life, especially the last ten years, I've experienced random 'sense memories' specific to animals. I remember flying in a very specific way, and making a specific call. After research, I think maybe osprey, but I'm not positive. I also remember having hooves and antlers, and shedding these antlers. It felt kind of like losing a tooth as a kid. Very satisfying. I remember being a wild canid of some time, likely a wolf or coyote. My whole life I've always wanted to be a cat, but I don't know if that means I was one or not.

I do have memories of one human lifetime as a Native American woman in the Southwest. Not sure what time period. I've also felt a strong connection to Paleolithic humans and other early human species such as Neanderthals.

The current way of life in this modern world feels incredibly foreign to me. Modern society, cities, capitalism, it's just not the way humans should be living, I think. I think I might feel this way because of spending most of my past as an animal, and the only human life that I'm aware of, was in a band of hunter gatherers.

The only thing that doesn't fit with this is my current life experiences. My mental health is so incredibly garbage and I have existential OCD which is awful. It would make more sense for me to have these issues at this level if it had built up over multiple lifetimes. The only thing that's kept me from killing myself now is knowing I'll have to do it all over again. But I have no memories of past mental illness. Even in my one human life, I was happy and well adjusted. I suffered loss and grieved, but no mental illness.

I don't know, this is a bit of a rant. Has anyone else experienced multiple previous animal lives? Feeling more connection to the animal world than the human one (I know we're all connected, but you know what I mean)? Or current mental health not making sense with previous life context?

When i was a kid i used to have this series of crystal clear recurring dreams which felt real(as in i was there in first person perspective) just like how we see.
I think i was a respected soldier/general. I remember have rusty bronze armour with two swords in my kilt.
I remember being in war seeing my brother die in my arms seeing people die and suffer. I couldnt show emotion thinking that if i did what will happen to my soldiers. I used to lay in the hot air outside and cry before sleeping thinking about my brother and my comrades.

The most clear dream that i used to get is what i probably think how i died.
This is the dream which i have used to with the most clarity and detail in my childhood.

It was a crescent moon night and i was asleep in my barracks with my soldiers.
Suddenly there is constant ringing of bells and soldiers screaming.
The city is under attack,people screaming, soldiers getting up hastily and going to grab their weapons as soon as possible and going to fight in the raging city.
The city is on fire. The very home that i had protected with so many sacrifices was on fire.

I get armed and lead my soldiers to battle. The city gate was long gone.I order my man to go to the palace to protect the king and the royal family.
We get overwhelmed but i don’t give up.
Me and my soldiers make up our way killing the enemies.

This next sequence i remember with the most detail
And iv had multiple dreams of this one sequence.

We reach to the outskirt of the palace.
Fire raging everywhere,people dead in the street
and whoever was left alive screaming.

At this point i only have around 10 men with me.
I hear a scream of a little girl,
I instruct my soldiers to go to the palace and i will be coming shortly.

I had a good friend who was alive who followed me as well.
We both navigate towards the screaming
A house/hall which had a narrow entrance but then a very big open yard/area where the enemies were beheading women.

At the entrance there were two soldiers who we(me and my soldier friend) dealt with quickly .
We make way to yard sneakily trying not to get noticed but then i hear a swoosh sound and the next thing i see is my friend having an arrow in his neck.
His armour protects him but he is hurt badly .
I try to get ourselves in cover but i feel immense pain in my body- i got shot by two arrows one in my right side chest and one in the abdomen.
My armour protects me but i feel my body getting weaker.

We know that we are outnumbered but the voices of the screaming girls make us forget about our pain and charge into the yard/open area.

I slash my sword with all the might i have and kill 3 enemies.
My friend also kills 2.

Then what i see breaks me.
The last girl is also beheaded in front of me.

I go in a rage and charge at the men
(There were around 10 men) with shields.

I take down one and the next thing i see is my friend has been stabbed by three swords.
The enemy in front of me has a shield- in a frenzy i try to remove it with my left hand but i see it getting slashed and see blood evrywhere.
My armour has yet again protected but the pain grows.
I overpower him and throw his shield at the men who were dealing with my friend.
I behead the enemy in front of me.

The last thing i feel is having two swords go through my body.
I lay there seeing my friend’s lifeless body and the girls that were dead as the last thing.
I beg for forgiveness to the people i wasnt able to save and then it goes black.

I used to have these dreams in childhood.
Whenever i used to dream of my past life i always used to get up while crying.

The dreams stopped when i grew older.
But recently i had another dream.

This time not of war but of a waterfall.
I used to go there with someone i cant remember of it was a women or a man.
But i used to go there on horseback.
Used to lay there in peace and harmony.
Used to hunt whatever i could find be it fish from the river or some wild hog.
This was the first instance i had a dream about this place.

Im sure it is the same person as i had a scar on my right hand.