I'm Curious To Know: Where Were You in WWII?

[Eva1942]

I was in a Jewish concentration camp at Auschwitz which at the time was German occupied Poland. This was my pervious life.
before this one. I don't have much memory of it. Perhaps for good reason. All I know was I was with a group of people, that were all stripped naked and placed in a large shower among strangers. When the door shut behind us gas came out of the shower heads instead of water. We were all burned from the inside out by the gas. I do remember being young like 13 or 14 years old. I had already lost my parents and family from the war by that point.

In this life I was reincarnated in 1959 in America and raised an only child. I also suffer from seasonal asthma. I have tried having PL regression session for this but seems like the I can't get pass the blockage of being in totally darkness and hearing people screaming and crying as we were all dying from the gas. So perhaps some things are better left alone.

Polaris8

Gotta say Polaris, this hit me in the feels and not in a good way . I’m sorry for what happened to you, it never was supposed to be like that. It was never supposed to happen the way it did.

But my other lifetime in WWII was later in Auschwitz-Birkenau too. Women’s camp and was in the Women’s Orchestra. Died there sometime between late Feb/mid-March 1945.

Guess you could say I got a taste of my own medicine TWICE

Eva x

 

[Polaris8]

Gotta say Polaris, this hit me in the feels and not in a good way . I’m sorry for what happened to you, it never was supposed to be like that. It was never supposed to happen the way it did.

But my other lifetime in WWII was later in Auschwitz-Birkenau too. Women’s camp and was in the Women’s Orchestra. Died there sometime between late Feb/mid-March 1945.

Guess you could say I got a taste of my own medicine TWICE

Eva x

Eva,

Sorry it took so long to respond back it's been a crazy week for me here. Thanks for the kind words my dear. They were heart felt on this end of the pond. It's perhaps best if I don't remember much about that last life. The person who did my PL regression said that's because the PL was a very recent one, so my lower ego put a block on it, so it does not damage the present personality and life being lived out now.

Which in a way makes senses. She also told me that in this present stage of my soul evolution I am working out karma from a group soul state of consciousness. I think I know what she was talking. In this lifetime I'm a gay male, my last life was a Jew during World War II. The lifetime before that I was a black slave during the civil war. All three are group states of consciousness that had a large effect on the world's personal, social and governmental changes that shaped and changed the world as a whole.

All I know is I hope after this lifetime is over, I get a big well-earned rest for a while before I decided to come back. Hopefully by then the earth (if we don't destroy it) will evolve to be a type II civilization by that point.

Peace and love to you alway.....

P.

 

[SeaAndSky]

From what I can tell, I was a female in Germany, and died at the hands of the Russians near the end of the war.

 

[Cyrus]

From what I can tell, I was a female in Germany, and died at the hands of the Russians near the end of the war.

At last some result. Congratulations !

But you give no details.

Any accompanying déjà-vus?

Like in the 1st link below? Or, maybe. like in the 2nd one?

IMHO.

Best regards.

 

[SeaAndSky]

Hi Cyrus,

Nothing is very clear, and it is not much. However, I have no reason to believe I was anything more than a random female/civilian who was in the wrong place (Eastern Germany or Berlin) at the wrong time (the immediate aftermath of the Russian conquest and occupation). There is more detail and discussion on page 3 of my own PL thread. Here are some disjointed and disconnected images from that thread:

. . . I was in a nothing-in-particular reverie when I suddenly had an image of a girl (young woman?) picking her way through rubble. It seemed to be fairly large pieces and possibly including chunks of concrete--so possibly fairly modern. The most salient feature is fear and a sense of being very vulnerably naked. I (she?) wasn't unclothed, though I feel like what I (she?) had on might have been cheap and thin. It's just that I knew that if "they" saw me they would "see" me that way. The clothes wouldn't make any difference to them in the way they would see me and the way they would treat me. That is all--a very feminine sense of fear and caution picking "my" way through rubble for some as yet unknown purpose.

***

Another was even more shocking to me. It was of a girl who had been raped repeatedly and by more than one and was lying in the straw--in a barn or other similar structure I think. She is desolate and destroyed. I can remember the shock I felt when a bayonet was suddenly thrust into her chest. I was completely caught off guard, astonished and devastated, as she must have been. Hadn't they done enough already! I'm getting emotional thinking about this, so I'm signing off now and going to get myself another Advil.

***

I had the impression that the "soldiers" . . . wore heavy coats and had very long bayonets. I thought of something Napoleonic initially, but I have since seen photos and images of Russian WWII soldiers in heavy coats carrying rifles with very long, wicket bayonets. . . .

***

This reminded me very strongly of the rubble strewn scene I seemed to remember. It wasn't as bad as this one, but similar.

Cordially,
S&S

 

[Cyrus]

Hi Cyrus,

Nothing is very clear, and it is not much. However, I have no reason to believe I was anything more than a random female/civilian who was in the wrong place (Eastern Germany or Berlin) at the wrong time (the immediate aftermath of the Russian conquest and occupation). There is more detail and discussion on page 3 of my own PL thread. Here are some disjointed and disconnected images from that thread:

. . . I was in a nothing-in-particular reverie when I suddenly had an image of a girl (young woman?) picking her way through rubble. It seemed to be fairly large pieces and possibly including chunks of concrete--so possibly fairly modern. The most salient feature is fear and a sense of being very vulnerably naked. I (she?) wasn't unclothed, though I feel like what I (she?) had on might have been cheap and thin. It's just that I knew that if "they" saw me they would "see" me that way. The clothes wouldn't make any difference to them in the way they would see me and the way they would treat me. That is all--a very feminine sense of fear and caution picking "my" way through rubble for some as yet unknown purpose.

Hi Cyrus,

Nothing is very clear, and it is not much. However, I have no reason to believe I was anything more than a random female/civilian who was in the wrong place (Eastern Germany or Berlin) at the wrong time (the immediate aftermath of the Russian conquest and occupation). There is more detail and discussion on page 3 of my own PL thread. Here are some disjointed and disconnected images from that thread:

. . . I was in a nothing-in-particular reverie when I suddenly had an image of a girl (young woman?) picking her way through rubble. It seemed to be fairly large pieces and possibly including chunks of concrete--so possibly fairly modern. The most salient feature is fear and a sense of being very vulnerably naked. I (she?) wasn't unclothed, though I feel like what I (she?) had on might have been cheap and thin. It's just that I knew that if "they" saw me they would "see" me that way. The clothes wouldn't make any difference to them in the way they would see me and the way they would treat me. That is all--a very feminine sense of fear and caution picking "my" way through rubble for some as yet unknown purpose.

***

Another was even more shocking to me. It was of a girl who had been raped repeatedly and by more than one and was lying in the straw--in a barn or other similar structure I think. She is desolate and destroyed. I can remember the shock I felt when a bayonet was suddenly thrust into her chest. I was completely caught off guard, astonished and devastated, as she must have been. Hadn't they done enough already! I'm getting emotional thinking about this, so I'm signing off now and going to get myself another Advil.

***

I had the impression that the "soldiers" . . . wore heavy coats and had very long bayonets. I thought of something Napoleonic initially, but I have since seen photos and images of Russian WWII soldiers in heavy coats carrying rifles with very long, wicket bayonets. . . .

***

This reminded me very strongly of the rubble strewn scene I seemed to remember. It wasn't as bad as this one, but similar.

Cordially,
S&S

***

Another was even more shocking to me. It was of a girl who had been raped repeatedly and by more than one and was lying in the straw--in a barn or other similar structure I think. She is desolate and destroyed. I can remember the shock I felt when a bayonet was suddenly thrust into her chest. I was completely caught off guard, astonished and devastated, as she must have been. Hadn't they done enough already! I'm getting emotional thinking about this, so I'm signing off now and going to get myself another Advil.

***

I had the impression that the "soldiers" . . . wore heavy coats and had very long bayonets. I thought of something Napoleonic initially, but I have since seen photos and images of Russian WWII soldiers in heavy coats carrying rifles with very long, wicket bayonets. . . .

***

This reminded me very strongly of the rubble strewn scene I seemed to remember. It wasn't as bad as this one, but similar.

Cordially,
S&S

Uff,

Your case is, maybe, the hardest of all I've met on this forum.

The Germans in that war believed they would never be held accountable for what they did, and many of them sincerely were trying to "erase" from their heads the "chimeras" of pity, shame etc. their leaders incessantly talked to them about and to become "new type of supermen", that their atrocities superceded practically anything committed in all the previous wars. A German officer could spend a most romantic night with a Russian girl, and in the mornimg take her out and shoot her in the head with a smile, thus "educating" himself for the new role of the "Race of Masters", so that the Russians had only to copy them later as a revenge.

So you received a double impact. No wonder your subconscious blocked out your PL memories.

I'm almost ashamed, because I recall my 2 last PLs with so much nostalgia, something quite opposite to your case.

Hold on, pal !

Wish you all the best.

IMHO.

 

[SeaAndSky]

Thanks, Cyrus. It is probably no worse than others I have read, but I appreciate the thought. The fact that others can remember so much more may really be due to the fact that they are, in some way, made of "sterner stuff"--tougher and more resilient--than I am in the part of themselves that experienced these things. What I experienced on the emotional side included the shock and anguish that many others have experienced in such deaths, but there was something else--a deep sense of hurt, a pain in the heart that was not due to a bayonet. I can still feel echoes of that hurt when I think about these things. I wonder if there was not some betrayal involved. Perhaps it was betrayal by a Russian officer or soldier of the type you spoke about in terms of German officers. Perhaps it was something that was also known to occur in that time, when German women and mothers would betray the hiding places of other females to save themselves or their daughters. Perhaps it was because I felt that God had let me down. But I think it must have been someone I trusted. I just don't know, and perhaps I don't want to know.

 

[Cyrus]

Thanks, Cyrus. It is probably no worse than others I have read, but I appreciate the thought. The fact that others can remember so much more may really be due to the fact that they are, in some way, made of "sterner stuff"--tougher and more resilient--than I am in the part of themselves that experienced these things. What I experienced on the emotional side included the shock and anguish that many others have experienced in such deaths, but there was something else--a deep sense of hurt, a pain in the heart that was not due to a bayonet. I can still feel echoes of that hurt when I think about these things. I wonder if there was not some betrayal involved. Perhaps it was betrayal by a Russian officer or soldier of the type you spoke about in terms of German officers. Perhaps it was something that was also known to occur in that time, when German women and mothers would betray the hiding places of other females to save themselves or their daughters. Perhaps it was because I felt that God had let me down. But I think it must have been someone I trusted. I just don't know, and perhaps I don't want to know.

Hi, S&S:

Well, that PL of yours is better to be remembered as seldom as possible.

Betrayal is possible, especially for food, I guess.

I had a friend here in Spain whose grandfather had crossed by foot half Europe, and he told that one could have almost any woman one liked - a Rumanian, a Hungarian, a German... - just for a piece of bread, especially if that woman had children.

The Russian officers didn't practice that trick with a morning bullet in the head.
I think I can imagine what such a German officer could feel. Anything except pleasure. He was like a good pupil in school who wanted to satisfy his school masters and do what they taught him, but he didn't like it. The life in the German Army was extremely regulated and controlled, you had to follow strict step-by-step protocols even when going to piss: the instructions told exactly what you had to do before starting, during and after having finished pissing.

I can't interpret the significance of what happens to us in our PLs. I had good luck, I guess, in the 3 PLs I can more or less remember, even in that distant PL where I was first a Syrian slave - a helper to a local surgeon, and after that a domestic servant in a rich Greek family in Athens, though I couldn't find out how I finished that PL, but in the other two I died very young and fairly painlessly. Somebody told me this life of mine will be very long, because my karma will compensate me for the years I lost before. Who knows? I'd prefer not - I don't fancy to be compensated for my unlived young years then with the years of an old age now.

And one last thing. You must remember I once told you that the opaqueness of your amnesia veil might be the result of YOUR OWN choice before your last reincarnation. You wanted to investigate this.

Best regards.

IMHO.