in a way that can't be chalked up to wishful thinking.
My mother was an Irish Catholic agnostic who believed firmly in reincarnation (Druids in our past, maybe). She always said she wanted to come back as a river otter because they looked like they were having a lot of fun and had few predators. Six months after she died, a blip on local news mentioned that river otters had been spotted in NM for the first time since the 1950s. Not sure if I buy it, but I did get a smile out of it.
I'm a very bad Buddhist, myself, since it's so hard to amass much compassion for people who are pig ignorant and proud uvvit. In fact, it's a struggle that starts off with "I'd rather see them than be them."
Reincarnation does make a certain amount of sense. Keeping our egos intact from life to life doesn't, since that like our personalities and memories, are a function of our brains and would die with them.
I'm old and my health sucks. I'll be glad to let go of this life. I have no idea what the next will bring.