Hi everyone I would like to share with you some of my experiences, I dream vividly and some of my dreams I can remember are clearly my old lives.I'd like to share with you what I've seen, and if you experiences these things please post.
I remember 4 of my past lives becausethey came to me pretty clearly.Although I cannot pin point te exact place and time, I can come pretty close. One I have dreamed abou is being a male in what I thought was ancient Mexico in ajungle laying stones on the ground like trying to build a road.
Another I vaugely remember was being a native woman from an island owned by Spain, I was in a fortress on the ocean I was a cook and I wore early 1800's dress.In this particular dream I was fighting with my husband (in that life) and pushed him into a pot near a fire (he wasn't hurt).
Another was when my sister,my father (who are preasent in my current life, in the exact same rolls) we were all together enjoying a day at the beach.I was about 5 and I was Asian or part Asian and it was the 1940's.My sister and I were playing by the beach diggin' in the sand, my father was sitting reading a paper and we noticed the water kept creeping farther back.I looked up and we were taken under by a wave.I have to mention my sister and I have had the exact same dream I'm guessing it was.
The worst most vivid life I remember, which at times still brings me to tears impacted me for weeks after I had it.By the way all these past lives were dreams in sequence. I was a Russian male soldier in about 1935 assigned to look after a foreign person who was in allot of trouble.Apparently this person was tricky and no one trusted him to be alone so I spent my time keeping an eye on him in his cell.He couldn't be around the others for whatever reason.Every cell was cold and bleak, they each had a brick taken out of every wall.The room next to mine was filled with elderly peasents.The bars were wide, and I would frequently joke with the guards on top of the walls around the prison because I thought we were friends.I got a knock on the door and I was told I had to see somebody, apparently I'd talk to much to the "foreign guy" that they didn't trust me.So when my back was turned I was grabbed and drug down stone steps I felt each step in my dream.I was drug into a court yard put on my knees and shot in the head, at this point I seen the people I talked to, who killed me in and out.I kept screaming because I wanted to know why the my eyelids were sticking together, and I knew it was blood, the whole murder felt like it was forever but I was gone quickly.I also knew in the dream that something wasn't right and I didn't fully trust anyone.That dream was the most traumatizing experience I have ever had, I couldn't snap out of it for quite sometime.