What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams.
— Werner Herzog
Titanic’s passengers lining up to board.

Titanic’s passengers lining up to board.

A Quick Disclaimer

This blog exists entirely as a personal journal exploring the possibilities of reincarnation and past lives as I attempt to research my “memories”. I am here to document a journey to prove or disprove what I experienced. It is not a fundraiser for myself or the Titanic. I do not accept any type of donation. Nor is this blog an attempt to cash in on the Titanic disaster in any way. It is not intended to disrespect the disaster or the 1,517 victims that perished and the 712 survivors that never recovered.


About The Author

For privacy's sake, I’m going to be a bit vague on my personal information. I’m female. I’m from the Southern part of the USA and I was born in the 1980s. I am neither religious nor spiritual.


The Ship of Dreams

December 19th, 1997 was the day that James Cameron’s movie “Titanic” hit theaters. As a spur-of-the-moment moment, my family and I watched it on opening day after a long day of Christmas shopping. The movie had a way of drawing you in and I can honestly remember being quite freaked out at certain things. I was at the point in my childhood where I could watch disturbing films without a hitch but the opening scene of Titanic’s wreck had me unhinged. It was like walking over a graveyard, there was a feeling of wonder at what was once obviously a beautiful ship but it was heavily overshadowed by grief and death. The duration of the movie had me ignoring the love story and focusing on the ship itself. I could point out facts about the ship that the movie had gotten wrong, though I had never heard of the ship before entering the theater due to living in such a tiny, remote community. I found out years later in school when the internet finally reached my part of the world that I had been correct on the movie’s inaccuracies.