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Angeleyes,

The one thing I can tell you, it's almost always the bad dreams that surface first. Past lives normally start to come through in the most emotional circumstances, being killed and watching the suffering of your mother would fall into that catagory.
The good memories of the happier times comes later.
It's good that you can remember the love of your mother in that life and perhaps that is what you need to remember, that even as horrible as that was, you had someone who loved you unconditionally.
Don't let these memories/dreams frighten you. It's sounds as though you have a wise understanding that it is in the past. You can take what you need to learn from the dream, and down the road it may help you understand who you are now, and why some things affect you like they do.
Don't worry about that feeling regarding your neck, I've got that too. I used to scream whenever anyone would try to put a strap under my chin to hold one of those little Easter hats .
As far as 1938 being a specific time period, that is when the Nazis walked into Austria and started to clear out Vienna, forcing the Jewish population to hide, run, or be transported to the early camps like mauthausen or dauchau.

catseye
 
Past life memory in a dream?

I had a strange dream when I was about about 7 or 8 years old, which was about the year 1955/56, and in that dream I dreamed that I was walking
outside and I noticed that there was a blimp up in the sky a ways in front of me and to the right. As the blimp passed over I saw that there were a lot of little white things that were being dropped from the blimp. As these white things floated down and came closer to the ground I could see that they were actualy pieces of paper that flutterd to the ground. One of these pieces of paper landed on the ground a ways in front of me and I walk over to it and looked at and saw that it had some printing on it and I thought "oh this is something for people to read" and then I woke up from the dream and I remembered that I was somewhat startled and puzzled by the dream. I remember that I was going to tell my mother about the dream but I decided not to because it was so weird. The dream seamed real and it seemed like it was in a real place. One other thing that I want to mention is that in my blimp dream, I think there may have been two blimps, one was bigger that the other, and I think that just before the blimp begin to drop papers I heard a "click" sound and some kind of window on the blimp opened up and thats where the papers were dropped from. I don't remember anything else about the dream, it was a long time ago and the memory is faded. I wonder if this dream was a possible past life memory? I did'nt watch anything about blimps dropping papers on television before that dream, and it was unusual for me at that age to have a dream like that.

Wizard
 
It sounds like the world war two era to me.they would drop propaganda from planes and zepplins to the people below.do you know what you were wearing?any cars?language?
 
Hi tjokskalle,
I don't remember anything about what languages were spoken, but I seem to remember that what was on those pieces of paper was some sort of politcal
message or something of that nature. I think I may remember reading some of the message that was on that paper and I could understand some of the words and I think the message was saying something about people working,
machines, hunger, and something about farms or growing crops. I think I only tried read the top part of the message that was on the piece of paper. I think
I also was a little boy in that dream and may not been able to understand the more complex words in the message, another thing that is possible is that the
message was in a different language which I may not of understood very well.
I also think that the blimp(s) in that dream were approaching a small city, because I think i remember seeing the skyline of some buildings in the dream.

Wizard
 
Hi everyone,
I looked around on the internet for blimps dropping proganda, and I found that in March of 1936 the two blimps the Hindenburg and the Graf Zeppelin flew over all the towns in Germany that had a population of 10,000 or more and
dropped Nazi propaganda leaflets. This was from the 26th to the 29th of March 1936. Maybe this is what my dream was about. I found a picture of one of the leaflets on the internet and have attached the picture in this post, I don't know if that leaflet had printing on the back of it. One thing I remember about the blimp in my dream is that it was huge. I looked at some pictures of the Graf Zeppelin on the internet and this seems like it could be the one in my dream, because I think it had the same kind of windows in the lower part of it (the part of the blimp where the pasengers ride).

Wizardprgnda.jpg
 
I'm curious to know if there are any Germans on the forum that can read the leaflet. It doesn't seem like it would provide you with any clues but one never knows. Maybe someone can translate it for you.
Vicky
 
My german is more than slightly sucky but just for fun I´ll have a go, anyway...
(It seems to have a kind of a "archaizising" style of propaganda language to it.)


"Free is the state
and its people shall be (=must be) happy
therefore , on the 29th of March,
[lay your] your vote on the Führer (Leader)"


Could you maybe describe the little round "logo"-thing and what it says (to small to read)?
 
I have attached an enlarged picture of logo that is on the leaflet, the logo shows the two blimps the Hindenburg and the Graf Zeppelen and the dates they made the flight over Germany. If that dream I had represented a past life
memory then I have the feeling that it occured in city within Germany but it was near Germany's border and that I was a Polish boy about 9 or 10 years old and I that I did'nt understand the German language very well. The dream
I had was a short dream and it was a long time ago so the memory of it is
faded. I think that If I try to concentrate on that dream I had long ago that
I may be able to revive some of the memory about it.

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Hi everyone,
I looked at a map of Germany to see which cities or towns are close to the border of Germany, And I found that Frankfurt is. Supposing that my dream was a past life memory, I concentrated on trying to remember what my name was in that past life, so I got the name "Radowski". I looked around on the internet to see if that was a real name and I found out that it is! Not only
did I find out that it was a real name, I also found a web page telling about a Radowski being in, I think, World War 1 and WW2 (I can't understand much German) and I think It is says something about him being in Frankfurt?. It could be just a coincidence that these things seem somehow connected together but then again it may not be.

Here is a link to the Radowski Webpage:

http://ritterkreuztraeger-1939-45.de/Infanterie/Radowski-Eduard.htm

If I had been someone with the last name of Radowski I wonder if the person
in that Radowski webpage could have been a relative?

Wizard
 
Wizard said:
Hi everyone,
I looked at a map of Germany to see which cities or towns are close to the border of Germany, And I found that Frankfurt is.
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Hi Wizard,

What a fascinating story! I am convinced that anomalous dreams that cannot be ascribed to anything you've read or watched or listened to in your current life, and that stays vivid in your memory (you can easily recall the 'atmosphere' of the dream) can be past-life connected.

Please note though, the present border between Germany and Poland is not where it was in 1939 - it was shunted some 100 - 150 miles west.

This map links through to very detailed pre-war maps with German names of towns and even villages, pre WWI.

Keep up the search!

Michal, from Poland (searching for a Past Life USA/Scandinavia 1920s-50s)
 
my dreams of a past life?

Hi everyone I'm new here. I'm not looking for any answers but I thought I'd like to share my experiences with someone.

For as far back as I can remember, ever since I was a child, I've been having a recurring dream, about 3 or 4 times a year. In this dream I'm a little girl, about 8 or 9 years old. I have long dark brown wavy hair, and I'm wearing a kind of long white gown, and i'm fleeing from a volcanic eruption, I mean I'm really running for my life. I'm with an adult man, who I think is my father. I'm looking back and I can see fire coming from the mountain, and the air is very hot. My father spots a large pool of water and starts laughing as he runs in to it, and he's shouting at me to follow him in because we'll be safe in there. But as I watch him run into the water, he starts burning as if the water is boiling. I think he dies because i'm suddenley left alone. That's always the point where I wake up, usually in a bit of a panic so I don't know if I survived or not.

I'm very curious to know if this dream is possibly a memory of a past life. If not, then I can't understand why would I dream that I'm a girl when I'm a man?

I've never really looked into the subject of reincarnation, so I don't know if my case makes any sense or not.

That's all really, just thought I'd share this with you.
 
Welcome ChrisR!

Very interesting dream indeed. :D I recommend you read through the threads in the FAQ section -- and if you haven't already done so -- start a journal and record everything you remember about the dream.

You may like to start off with this thread [thread=3519]How can I learn about my past lives?[/thread]

Happy reading!

Ailish :)
 
Past life dream or coincidence?

First off, I'll introduce myself. I am 22 years old, mother to two boys aged 4 and 10 months. I am a journalism student in Niagara Falls, Canada and have always believed in reincarnation and the like. My mother is a medium and my 15 year old brother has many memories of accidentally dying as a toddler.

I had this dream las night and its the first of it's kind for me:

I was a wealthy black man with a wife and huge house. I had a "showroom" in the center of the house with different stones and diamonds and rubies to show. I had a vault in the back which held granite. (Is granite even of enough value to lock it up?)

There were a few people in the house. Someone I knew wanted to see the vault, so I let him in but my wife was upset about this. He ended up trying to steal the ruby and a commotion erupted and he stabbed someone in the back. My bodyguard caught him and held him.

(The entire dream was in first person except the stabbing, though during the dream I felt as if it were me getting stabbed, though I was actually able to witness it somehow)

Now, I know birthmarks can be carried on to another life, etc. and my whole life I have refered to a mark on the right side of my lower back as my "stab wound". It really does resemble what a scar from a stabbing would look like.


I just don't know what to make of this as this is the only memory I've ever had of another life. Thoughts?
 
Welcome to the forum aerialsinthesky. What you posted sounds like it could be a PL dream, but I was wondering if there are any other details you could provide. Would you be able to describe the interior of the house, or the clothing you and others in the dream wore? Did anyone speak, and did you feel any emotions? Did you get any clues to the year or time period of the dream?

I know I'm asking a lot of questions, but the more details you can remember, the better. You might want to start a dream journal, and write down every detail you can recall of this and any other dreams you have. That way you'll be able to flesh out your dreams, and connect bits and pieces later on. You might also want to read some of the threads in our FAQ, which has a lot of good information. Other threads the might interest you, and help you make sense of your dreams are Meditation , Regression , and Carol Bowman's Children's Past Lives.

John
 
tiltjlp said:
Welcome to the forum aerialsinthesky. What you posted sounds like it could be a PL dream, but I was wondering if there are any other details you could provide. Would you be able to describe the interior of the house, or the clothing you and others in the dream wore? Did anyone speak, and did you feel any emotions? Did you get any clues to the year or time period of the dream?
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I don't recall much more than that and don't remember clothes or time period. I did hear people speak and it was a friendly atmosphere until I let the friend in to see the vault.

The house was very large, no carpets. I recall the showroom in the center of the house the best because that's around the area where most of the dream took place, the vault was just off the showroom. I had an office in the house. There were plenty of stones on display with plaques honoring money my wife and I donated. We were very wealthy.
 
Is granite even of enough value to lock it up?
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HI aerialsinthesky,

One of the things that occurred to me: is it possible the vault was lined in granite? Have you researched the uses of granite? Small validations such as this can be priceless.
 
Right after posting the above post I did a quick search. I found the following which demonstrates that YES granite was used to line vaults:

In 1936 the US Treasury Department built the United States Bullion Depository at Fort Knox Kentucky on land deeded from the Military to protect Gold Bullion and Assets of other agencies.

Although the Bullion Depository is nearby the Army Post for additional protection, the vault is lined with granite walls with a door weighing 24.6 tons.
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The above quote was on the first page of a yahoo search and concerns Fort Knox. Your thoughts?
 
Welcome to the forum Aerialsinthesky! :)

To me it sounds like a PL dream. And I think it's very much possible it was you that got stabbed - sometimes you can "jump off" the first person in those dreams to be able to witness important things in a better way. I have sometimes seen my death in a PL dream as an outsider, but it has been more like after I've died and I think then my soul has risen above my body and looked at it.

Keep us posted, this sounds like an interesting case! :thumbsup:

Karoliina
 
Deborah said:
Right after posting the above post I did a quick search. I found the following which demonstrates that YES granite was used to line vaults:



The above quote was on the first page of a yahoo search and concerns Fort Knox. Your thoughts?
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Sorry for the late response, I did Google the uses of granite and got mainly gravestones and countertops, and it occured to be it could be lined with granite. But for some reason when I woke up I thought I had granite IN the vault.

Thanks
 
Amazing dream? or is this a memory??

Hi everyone! :D It has been a while since I've been on. But I had this absolutely amazing dream that I had to relate to you.

I woke up in the morning about a week ago just dazed from this dream! I remember that the dream was in color and that the dream was sequential if that makes sense.

I remember that I was married to a man who was a member of the aristocracy. It was my husband that I am married to now but a younger version of him. He was taller & slimmer & very handsome. He was dressed well in period clothing. I somehow knew that we were somewhere in Great Britian. The year had to have been in the 15th or 16th century. I can't pinpoint it anymore than that. We had a daughter who was about 7 yrs old. It was my daughter Heather, who is now 14 yrs old. She is my daughter by my first marriage so my husband is her step father. But in my dream she was his child. Still with me? ;)

So in my dream we were estranged. We lived in a huge estate that had several wings. He lived in one wing and my daughter & I lived in another. Also, all of his family lived in this estate. His grandparents, aunts,uncles, cousins, mother,father,etc.

I knew that his family had never particularly cared for me because I was born into a lower class than him. Though I was also an aristocrat, I was a lower class than his family. They had been against our marriage from the beginning. The number 9 sticks in my head as being the number of years that we were married.

The day that I dreamed of was an average day late in the evening with the sun going down but still daylight. It seemed to be cool but not cold. I say that because of the clothing that we had on. Long sleeves and long dresses. My daughter & I were both dressed this way. The dresses weren't colorful but they were nice. I remember seeing muted shades of cream, taupe, browns, tans, earth colors in our dresses. I also remember a braided belt around my waist and some type of braiding around my sleeves. It seems like I had on some type of soft leather slippers. I remember the way they felt on my feet. Not very supportive but soft. (I've tried to remember as many details as I can. I did write it down)

My husband was dressed in very nice clothes. Nicer than mine and much more colorful. He has these pouffy sleeves. I also remember brown boots that went up to his knees.

My daughter & I had been invited by his family to a gathering of some sort that evening. I believe it was to be a meal where everyone attended. While we normally had the meals in a huge dining hall in the estate, when I arrived for the gathering with my daughter, my husband and his grandmother, aunt & some others that I didn't recognize led us out the door, outside and in the directions of a large storage building that was located on the rear of the estate. It was a long walk. My daughter and I were at the front and my husband & his grandmother & aunt were behind us. We were trailed by about twenty or thirty other people.

I remember walking thru the threshold of his enormous building & walking down a dark hallway that opened into a huge cavernous room lit only by torches. It felt like a cave. The walls were made of stone. As I walked in I noticed these two huge burly men on each side of the room. Both had on metal chest plates & headgear and some type of metal loincloths. Looked like a short metal skirt. Both had on very worn kneehigh boots.

As we progressed farther into the room I noticed what appeared to unused furniture in the back of the room covered in white cloths. It was dark toward the back because there were no torches lit.

Then to my alarm, one "soldier" gently took my left arm & pulled toward the center of the room. The other soldier took my daughter's arm and led her toward the back of the room. I watch him walk her deep into the recesses of the dark room where I could no longer see her. I didn't hear her either. It was very quiet. No words were spoken.

The soldier who had my arm turned me around where I was facing my husband, his grandmother & aunt and the other people standing there. The looks on their faces were expectant. Like they were waiting for something. I knew this didn't bode well for me or my daughter. Then the soldier pushed me down on something soft with a back on it. I was almost sitting on the dirty floor & my back leaned up against something soft but I don't know what it was.

It was then that I knew my husband meant to have me & my daughter murdered so that he could take a new wife. I was terrified for my child but not for myself.

I remember hearing a chink of metal against metal. I felt a thud against the top (or crown) of my head. I didn't immediately feel any pain but then I heard the chink again and felt this horrendous pain radiate from the top of my head and down the sides,back and front of my face and head.

Then it seems as though I was looking down at the top of my head where I saw a metal spike. I saw it sticking up from my head! :butbut: :eek:

Then I woke up! That was it! Pretty freaky huh?
So what do you think?
 
With all the detail you have, this could very well be a PL memory. At least in my experience, normal dreams seldom have that much detail. Also, your concern for your daughter rather than yourself rings true. Good luck discovering my details.

John
 
A very interesting dream, Amy.

I'm glad you wrote down all the little details -- that helps enormously when you need to reference or compare something. ;)

Keep us posted,

Ailish
 
Oh my gosh I almost had forgot this part. :eek: I remember seeing myself in an old broken mirror. Like a sliver of a piece of mirror. It looked stained and rusted. I was beautiful and I had blonde hair. I didn't look anything like I look now. I have black hair and my facial structure is totally different that the face I saw in the mirror. :D
 
Wow Amy!!! It seems like you have so much to go on. It seems like there would be a way to research a lot of that especially the way you were killed with the metal spike. That info has to be out somewhere.

Good luck to you.

Vicky
 
Do any of you have an idea where I should start? Let's say what should I google? What phrases could I use. I have never really researched any of my memories before and I really don't know where to start. I hate to admit it but I'm such a novice at this. :rolleyes: But I am sooooo excited at the prospect of finding out any information at all. ;)
 
Maybe these will get you started. Mostly, you'll just have to look and see if anything jogs your memory. You might want to start looking at costumes to see if anything matches what you saw in your dream. There can be a lot of blind alleys, but if you look long enough, you could begin figuring a few things out. Good luck.

John

Historic Costumes
British History
British Maps
 
Reincarnation and sleepwalking?

I have had one repeating dream which began when I was probably three and continued into my fifties. I had never considered that there might be more to it than it simply being a dream until I stumbled on this site. However, since reading of childhood dreams perhaps there is more there than I have previously considered.

In the dream, which I had often, I was always a small child, was totally alone on a street corner and dark had fallen. I felt completely abandoned. I am female and percieved the child in the dream to be female. Even as an adult I would awaken terrified. I have no idea why I ceased having the dream after more than fifty years, but was relieved.

I was also a regular sleepwalker, and at one time left the house in the middle of the night at about 8 or 9 years old. The sleepwalking began when I was very young and finally stopped--now that I think about it--at about the same time I no longer had the dream. My father was also a sleepwalker.

Has sleepwalking been connected in any way to reincarnation dreams or feelings of past lives?
 
Hi RLS~

I have never read or heard of sleep walking being related to reincarnation. But that doesn't mean it isn't. That just means that no one has found evidence ... or even thought about ... relating the two. I used to sleep walk when I was a child. My mom said I would say things that she couldn't understand and she'd question me and finally I'd get upset and say, "nevermind" and return to my bed.

However, your repetitive dream does have some "feel" of past life to me. I have to wonder if the child in your dream had maybe become orphaned and had nowhere to go.
 
Yep. I was a sleep walker too - but only in childhood, not as an adult. I used to get up and say bizarro things (presumably in a dream state of some sort) then go back to bed and would never recall my nocturnal perambulations.

How many of we 'rememberers' were/are sleep walkers I wonder? Then again, I wonder how common sleep walking is? Perhaps there is no correlation.

Also, I was wondering the other day, how many of those who remember past lives (particularly spontaneously - ie. without deliberately going into a trance state, etc.) have exceptional 'normal' memories? I have a very good memory in this life and I wonder if there is a connection? Just a thought.
 
How many of we 'rememberers' were/are sleep walkers I wonder?
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I was a sleepwalker, too ;) I went through a real phase when I was around ten, but it ended by the time I was eleven. Apparently -- I liked to end up in really small spaces -- like under the bed, or under the kitchen table.


Also, I was wondering the other day, how many of those who remember past lives (particularly spontaneously - ie. without deliberately going into a trance state, etc.) have exceptional 'normal' memories? I have a very good memory in this life and I wonder if there is a connection? Just a thought.
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I have an excellent memory for everything but numbers. I have described things that happened when I was still in the crib -- much to my mother's shock. Numbers -- confound me.

Ailish :)
 
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