This is an astral dream I had some time ago that I would love to share.
I was in between lives, with a soul brother, as sort of a spirit guide for animal souls, if they can be called that. We were both helping them find an appropriate lifestream they wanted to experience. That means we were finding them certain circumstances to be born under and live in so that they can get the best out of earthly experience (best means not positive, nor negative, just what they wanted to explore). There was a soul who wanted to be born into an elephant baby, and get tortured by humans. We searched for the right environment and body, and when we found it I saw the whole film strip unravel just as I was watching it from Earth, only as a compassionate witness. It was compressed data and the whole lifetime (which wasn’t very long) passed before my mind’s eye in a split second. The baby elephant was tortured, burned, scarred, kicked around and starved among other things. It would never have seen freedom, nor anything outside 3 square meters outside of it’s dirty prison.
We both got very emotional, and expressed infinite gratitude to that soul, admiring the bravery it had to go through such lessons and provide contrast on earthly plane. I remember sending out a question one more time, completely heartbroken – “Are you sure you want to do this? This is not going to be easy!” The soul was full of conviction, like it knew exactly what it signed up for, and radiated a huge, bone chilling “Yes”. It wasn’t afraid, it wasn’t angry nor sad. It was just focused on what was needed for it’s growth and applied no definition to it. We sent it down to Earth, into a seed which would later bloom into an elephant. I think it was somewhere in India. It was a marvelous frequency to experience for sure, to witness that strength and determination. I remember feeling each and every animal/soul as they took their concurrent turns. There was no Karma involved, or anything of that sort. Just a desire to expand and include all experiences available in physicality.
P.S. I woke up crying.