alaskanlaughter
Senior Registered
These are two snippets that I've seen recently.
I've always wondered how/where I recognized an old friend from in this life. I met him and just instantly knew him, instant close friends. I was thinking about this right before sleep awhile back and this image of a long, white/cream-colored prairie skirt came in my mind. Just the image of a woman wearing it, and all I saw was the skirt.
Then on a later night, I tried picturing it in my head again and asked myself to look up. I saw an older, very strict-looking prairie woman looking down at me. I was a child! And despite her looks, I loved her SO SOOOO much and I knew she loved me just as much. I didnt' get a sense of "mother" but just someone who I lived with. We were inside a house with, I think, wooden floors. I tried to make myself look around and I think I saw a fireplace with a black kettle suspended over the flames. I'm not sure. I had a hard time looking away from this woman who I loved so much. I didn't want to look around and I feel like I forced it, or maybe just imagined that part.
But the woman was VERY real and that's who my friend John was to me in the past.
I'm not sure about this other snippet. It felt very real, physically, but I'm not sure. I was falling asleep and I felt like I suddenly fell into a scene, watching from outside my body. There was some large, ornate building in the background, lit up against the dark of the night from some windows. It felt very English and made me think of a mansion or other grand building. It was winter, cold, and snowing. I thought I could hear a bell tolling but I might have imagined it. I was watching a young woman walk away from the building. She had long dark skirts and a long cloak(?) with a dark hood over her head. In fact, I wasn't even sure if it was a girl so I chose to put myself into the body to see.
I could feel the heavy skirts, several layers, around my legs as I walked. I think I was also wearing something like tights, and heavy shoes(?) or boots. I just felt so incredibly sad and weighed down by my sadness. I felt like I was leaving something behind in the building, a person I think, someone I loved, and I was choosing to leave for good. I don't know why. I've very rarely experienced such heavy physical sadness in this life.
I was just walking away. I didnt' know where I was going. I don't think I had a plan. Maybe I hoped this person would come after me. I don't know. That's when I kind of ended the scene. I don't think I wanted to know what happened next.
I've always wondered how/where I recognized an old friend from in this life. I met him and just instantly knew him, instant close friends. I was thinking about this right before sleep awhile back and this image of a long, white/cream-colored prairie skirt came in my mind. Just the image of a woman wearing it, and all I saw was the skirt.
Then on a later night, I tried picturing it in my head again and asked myself to look up. I saw an older, very strict-looking prairie woman looking down at me. I was a child! And despite her looks, I loved her SO SOOOO much and I knew she loved me just as much. I didnt' get a sense of "mother" but just someone who I lived with. We were inside a house with, I think, wooden floors. I tried to make myself look around and I think I saw a fireplace with a black kettle suspended over the flames. I'm not sure. I had a hard time looking away from this woman who I loved so much. I didn't want to look around and I feel like I forced it, or maybe just imagined that part.
But the woman was VERY real and that's who my friend John was to me in the past.
I'm not sure about this other snippet. It felt very real, physically, but I'm not sure. I was falling asleep and I felt like I suddenly fell into a scene, watching from outside my body. There was some large, ornate building in the background, lit up against the dark of the night from some windows. It felt very English and made me think of a mansion or other grand building. It was winter, cold, and snowing. I thought I could hear a bell tolling but I might have imagined it. I was watching a young woman walk away from the building. She had long dark skirts and a long cloak(?) with a dark hood over her head. In fact, I wasn't even sure if it was a girl so I chose to put myself into the body to see.
I could feel the heavy skirts, several layers, around my legs as I walked. I think I was also wearing something like tights, and heavy shoes(?) or boots. I just felt so incredibly sad and weighed down by my sadness. I felt like I was leaving something behind in the building, a person I think, someone I loved, and I was choosing to leave for good. I don't know why. I've very rarely experienced such heavy physical sadness in this life.
I was just walking away. I didnt' know where I was going. I don't think I had a plan. Maybe I hoped this person would come after me. I don't know. That's when I kind of ended the scene. I don't think I wanted to know what happened next.