BellaPaesano
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Hi All,
This is my first time posting in this forum. I have had 2 vivid visions of my past life and another was triggered by smell.
My first vision I recall was so vivid although I cannot recall the exact year, definately the 15th century in Scotland.
I live in a comune. I am the sewer of the comune. I am sitting at a camp fire, sewing a patch on a pair of pants. The material is that of canvas. In front of me is this tall ivory colored wall to a castle. To the left of me are horses, beautifully draped in fine cloth with tassles hanging from where to saddle would be. These horses were used for royalty purposes. I don't know why but I just knew they were. I could not see who was sitting on them, I could only see the mens legs from the thighs down. They too were dressed nicely, burgundies, purples, emerald green colors.
I had strawberry blonde hair, and I was wearing an emerald green qown type dressing (velvet). I was clean, but I don't know why I would be sitting in front of a camp fire sewing.
I just remember saying "I hate my life, I hate my life" This is not what I had in store for me. I wanted more than this.
The next vision is, I am on a horse. I look down in front of me and see the mane on the horse and it's ears sticking out. Walking down this path with me is also a man on another horse next to me side by side down this path. I recollect how beautiful the folliage is and I want to get off the horse and walk in the shrubs and bushes and leaves. I was kicking up the leaves, turned around toward the horses and suddenly felt a severe burning, stabbing pain under my left rib cage. I had just been stabbed! I looked at the man and he had a look of fear on his face. Like he couldn't believe he had just stabbed me and I could see in his eyes that he was sad that he had to do it. He was ordered to kill me. I fell to the ground and curled up into the fetal position and didn't want anyone to touch me, just let me die.
Thats all I remember from that vision.
When I watch travel shows that take place in Scotland, sometimes certain places trigger memories like I have been there before.
My second vision is that I am a baker from the 1600's. I am an old Italian woman who is a baker in a small town, (I don't recall what town) I have a huge brick oven in my kitchen and all of my furniture is made of wood. I scan my living room and to my left are 2 chairs, and a small table, and my drapes are flowing in the breeze as my windows are wide and they are open. My grandchildren are running around my property and I love it. I step outside to my terrace and see the warm sunshine shining on my home. It's terracotta (red) and there are plants all around my terrace.
I loved having my grandchildren around. The smell of bread fills the air and I am so happy.
Thats all I remember from that one.
The one triggered by smell. On some picture frames, there is velvet on the back of the frames, well, a frame that I have smells like a musty old scent. It instantly triggered the following:
I am clothed in victorian type clothing (1700's). My hair is all up and in a bun. I am approx 30ish. I feel I am an attractive well to do woman. I am in the hallway of my big lavish home. But my possessions I am looking at are old photos on the walls, and I am depressed, waiting for something or someone. It is during the day, so my hallway is all shadowy, no sunlight. I turn to the left and see empty vases, to pretty to use for flowers, used them for display, but they too had a musty smell.
I have more, but they are not as definative as these.
I have had approx 7 visions, some as men as well.
What are the most number of visions that any of you have experienced?
Comments?
Thanks
This is my first time posting in this forum. I have had 2 vivid visions of my past life and another was triggered by smell.
My first vision I recall was so vivid although I cannot recall the exact year, definately the 15th century in Scotland.
I live in a comune. I am the sewer of the comune. I am sitting at a camp fire, sewing a patch on a pair of pants. The material is that of canvas. In front of me is this tall ivory colored wall to a castle. To the left of me are horses, beautifully draped in fine cloth with tassles hanging from where to saddle would be. These horses were used for royalty purposes. I don't know why but I just knew they were. I could not see who was sitting on them, I could only see the mens legs from the thighs down. They too were dressed nicely, burgundies, purples, emerald green colors.
I had strawberry blonde hair, and I was wearing an emerald green qown type dressing (velvet). I was clean, but I don't know why I would be sitting in front of a camp fire sewing.
I just remember saying "I hate my life, I hate my life" This is not what I had in store for me. I wanted more than this.
The next vision is, I am on a horse. I look down in front of me and see the mane on the horse and it's ears sticking out. Walking down this path with me is also a man on another horse next to me side by side down this path. I recollect how beautiful the folliage is and I want to get off the horse and walk in the shrubs and bushes and leaves. I was kicking up the leaves, turned around toward the horses and suddenly felt a severe burning, stabbing pain under my left rib cage. I had just been stabbed! I looked at the man and he had a look of fear on his face. Like he couldn't believe he had just stabbed me and I could see in his eyes that he was sad that he had to do it. He was ordered to kill me. I fell to the ground and curled up into the fetal position and didn't want anyone to touch me, just let me die.
Thats all I remember from that vision.
When I watch travel shows that take place in Scotland, sometimes certain places trigger memories like I have been there before.
My second vision is that I am a baker from the 1600's. I am an old Italian woman who is a baker in a small town, (I don't recall what town) I have a huge brick oven in my kitchen and all of my furniture is made of wood. I scan my living room and to my left are 2 chairs, and a small table, and my drapes are flowing in the breeze as my windows are wide and they are open. My grandchildren are running around my property and I love it. I step outside to my terrace and see the warm sunshine shining on my home. It's terracotta (red) and there are plants all around my terrace.
I loved having my grandchildren around. The smell of bread fills the air and I am so happy.
Thats all I remember from that one.
The one triggered by smell. On some picture frames, there is velvet on the back of the frames, well, a frame that I have smells like a musty old scent. It instantly triggered the following:
I am clothed in victorian type clothing (1700's). My hair is all up and in a bun. I am approx 30ish. I feel I am an attractive well to do woman. I am in the hallway of my big lavish home. But my possessions I am looking at are old photos on the walls, and I am depressed, waiting for something or someone. It is during the day, so my hallway is all shadowy, no sunlight. I turn to the left and see empty vases, to pretty to use for flowers, used them for display, but they too had a musty smell.
I have more, but they are not as definative as these.
I have had approx 7 visions, some as men as well.
What are the most number of visions that any of you have experienced?
Comments?
Thanks
