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Builders/Crew
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Hi, I'm Meagan, I believe that I was Thomas
Andrews,
the designer on the Titanic, for many reasons. One, I know a lot
about the Titanic and her passengers, well mostly her passengers, but I
do know a lot about the actual ship though, another thing is that I
feel
like the sinking is my fault, every time I watch Titanic, I
start
crying and feel so much that I was the reason for sinking, when i watch
the movie, it always excites me when Titanic's setting out to the see
and
then get really worried when she's about to hit the iceburg, and I feel
like the ship's my baby, and I'm sure that that's how Thomas felt about
her, I'm pretty sure I'm Thomas Andrews, I'd be really surprised if I'm
not.
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I have dug up some information, but not a whole
lot. I remember being on the Titanic and dying on it as part of
the
team coming from Harland and Wolff as I have memories of seeing the
ship
under construction and being close to Thomas Andrews, the head designer
of Titanic. I remember falling when the ship split apart and
being
in a part of the ship that I think I had a broken leg or hip or maybe
pelvis
on the right side. I remember thinking I wanted to go home.
I remember the guilt I had as I help create this death trap and
remember
wanting to get Thomas Andrews off this floating coffin and he
didn't.
I remember having an intense dislike for Ismay, I remember working long
hours and missing family alot. I often hear the screams and fear
of passangers as it neared the end and I remember seeing blueprints
quite
often, I read about a man that could be a match, but don't know, a man
name Roderick Robert Crispin Chisholm as he was the head draughtsman of
Harland and Wolff and he was on the voyage and died on it and his body
was never identified if recovered. This past life memories
appears
in my dreams and certain stimuli sets me off thinking about it. I often
wake up covered in a cold sweat and once took my temperature right
after
the dream and I was hypothermic even though I was under 3 blankets and
in heavy flannel pajamas, I also notice, my breathing was so
constricted,
like I was drowning too. It is like an asthma attack, I wheeze
quite
often from these dreams. I am ok during the day although I am
always
stressed about something not being the way it should be. Thanks
for
listening. TTYL Cheerio. From, Anna
<>Passengers
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Hello, well, I guess as others, I feel a little
apprehensive to send this. I am not sure if this is a Titanic occurance
or something else. I do know that I am 39, and at a very, very
young age I had a dream about death and the ocean.
I was raised in California,and it took
everything for me to get into the water. I was never afraid of
waves, or sharks, but something was always lurking. Something that
I could not put two and two together.
At a very young age (around 4) I had these
reocccuring dreams of darkness. I was in water and as I decented I
would look down at the bottom of the ocean floor (which was really far
down) and see a ship with its lights on in the darkness. It was if
it was beckoning me to come down and be there. I remember how
pretty it looked, all lighted up, a massive ship, a beautiful ship,
something that I have never been on in this lifetime. It use to
scare me... I mean to no end. I would wake up with cold shakes.
My family use to think I was worried about sharks
etc., In truth I was very afraid of cold dark water...I never told them
that, it was way beyond sharks, that was really nothing. It was
more drowning and feeling alone...despair. It was such a big deal
to me, that I overcame my fears and now I scuba dive. However, as
I scuba dive there are some places that I refuse to go swimming...
clastrophobic... or old memories... I will NEVER go into a sunken
ship. It is if the ocaen beckons me... but I am afriad of certain
things.
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Hi! My name is Lucretia, I'm Romanian and I'm
23 years old. What I am about to tell is a pretty odd tale. Iím
not certain
of it being a past life experience but I have always taken into account
this possibility. I have never been a believer of the paranormal, that
is why I rather trust coincidence, stress and hallucination.
My father was a ship Captain (and he still is,
because he still sails) and as a child, he used to take me sometimes,
when
he could, on voyages. The experience Iím about to tell, I
remember crystal
clear but my parents also told me how theyíve seen it from the
outside.
So, I was only five years old and was with my mother on the cargo ship
my father was captain on, as he had obtained the possibility for us to
once again travel with him during his voyages. I donít quite
remember the
whole voyage as I was a pretty small child, but I do remember that
experience,
that for some time I considered traumatizing. My father was to cross
the
Atlantic ocean with the ship. I have to mention I never had sea
sickness,
nor was I ever really scared of water, but I had always had a weird
fear
for drowning. Anyway, the odd thing was that I was told by my parents
that
when we got onto a route on the Atlantic, I suddenly became scared, I
couldn't
look into the water no more, although I always did that when on board a
ship. At that time I knew nothing about the Titanic or ships sinking (I
was too small, you know). As my parents, especially my dad told me, at
a certain place on our route, I ran out on the deck, looked down at the
sea and told my father that ran after me I was down there!î. I
was sweaty,
shivering and after five minutes fainted. As of what I recall, it's far
much frightening (so it was for me at that age). I saw images and
sequences
on fast forward of a woman dressed in a beautiful white with green
dress,
on a beautiful boat. She was sad, she was standing on a bench in one of
those images, in another she was staring at the sea. I felt like I was
frustrated and depressed. At that time I didnít quite realize
what these
feelings were but later, looking back, I understood them better. The
ugliest
part and the one that mostly frightened and shocked me (and I think was
self-induced because of my state, as I was scared to death), was that
before
waking up again, I saw the pale-white-purplish face of a woman, with
white
eyes, and ugly reddish hair and with dry, bloody lips, dressed in a
white
pajama I think (I only saw her face and her shoulders). I seen her in
detail
and heard her laugh/evil scream, then I suddenly woke up. When I woke
up,
I heard my father telling my mother Ýthat it was spectacular
what just
happened as we were close to the site of the wreck of the Titanic. I
didnít
understand what he meant at that time but years after, I was 12 or 13 I
read an article in a magazine my father brought home about the Titanic.
As I started thinking intensely about the Titanic, I had weird feeling
of drowning, but thatís not the worse part, I had the feeling of
practically
being drowned, like that evil woman had her hand up on my head and was
pushing me into water and I couldnít breathe anymore. To be
honest, I never
done any research on the Titanic disaster as I was never willing to
know
much about it, but somehow I was drawn to the subject. I have to
mention
that I had other visions of that ugly womanís face over the
years, identical
to the first one.
Another odd thing about me, about which my
parents
always thought about was that of me speaking a pretty fluent English
from
a very small age. As a small child, at the age of 2 or 3 I already knew
English. As an adult I mostly blamed it on watching to many cartoons,
as
at that time, we had Cartoon Network in English. And over the years,
Iíve
never studied for English and I was always the best in my class, though
I never knew anything, the answers just came out, I just spoke. I am
really
curious about this. I want to know what this was, was it a past life
experience
or not? Who was the sad woman in the white and green dress, whose
feelings
I had experienced and who was the other woman, the dead/evil/ugly one
who
was trying to drown me and that scared me? Please, help me understand
all
of this.
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I am new to the witch literature but I feel that
I have always had some connection, just never knew what. I am 31 years
old and bought my first witch book, The Wicca Handbook, and
within
the first few dozen pages I see clearly why I think the way that I
do.Ý
I have always had many re-accuring dreams but one that I haven't had in
awhile was that I was a passenger on the Titanic. I just remember chaos
and then I woke up really cold. That happened twice. Both times I had
the same feeling.Thanks, Frank L.
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Lately, I have been having weird feelings and
senses that do not fit into my normal life. I firmly believe that I was
a passenger on the Titanic. I will be sitting alone in my room or
reading and I
become overwhelmed with such strong emotion of excitement turned to
terror.
It feels like those dreams where you fall and then are jolted back into
your bed. But I am not sleeping when this happens. Even now while I
type
this, i have a weird taste in my mouth and a feeling of aphrehension. I
also get flashes of scenes...women walking with elaborate hats,
admittitally fashionable
even for that time.I have the impression that I was a young woman,
anywhere
from 16-20 years old, and that I died on this ship. I have always had a
distinct fear of the ocean, and especially of boats, even though this
is
irrational, as I have never been more than a couple of feet into the
ocean
and have never had a bad experence.
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Hey! My name is Marie and I am 15 years old!
I am pretty sure that I was on the Titanic in a past life. My Birthday,
strangely enough, is on April 15th. Ever since I was four years old, I
am 15 now, I would run all over the library looking for books. One
time,
my mother told me, I was walking through the history section. I pulled
the book out and ran to show my mother. I open the page that had a full
view of the Titanic and showed her and told her how scary it was to
sink
on the ship but it was beautiful before I had gone under the water.
Now about a month or so ago I was doing a book report on a diary
with a girl who was on the Titanic. I had just finished and was washing
my hair in the shower. I had stiff muscles and was slowly relaxing. My
eyes were closed and that's when it happened. My vision behind my eyes
changed,I could slightly make out wood standing beneath my boot covered
feet. I was freezing cold, even though the water was warm, my body was
rocking back and forth and right in front of my vision was water. I
could
hear screams of panic and fright of people around me and one voice I
got
a sentence out, "don't save your luggage save your lives." or something
like that. Then I was rocking forward and I felt a hand grab my
shoulder
in a vice grip. The voice that belonged to the hand shouted "YOU!" and
then I fell forward.
Right after I open my eyes and just started
bawling
hysterically. I got out of the shower and asked my mother if anyone had
shouted "you." she told me no. She asked if I was alight and I looked
extremely
pale. I ran back to my room and just started crying again screaming
threw
my sobs that
I wanted to go 'home' and why are we here? Why can't I go home. (I was
in my house at the time)
A week passed and during that week I was
terrified
of water and my claustrophobia affected me even more. The one thing
that
got to me the most was that I refused to look at my reflection in the
mirror.
I never glanced at a mirror the whole time. I had the strangest feeling
that I wouldn't see myself in that mirror. I'm probably crazy but I
just
was letting this off my shoulders. Even right now as I think about the
memory I'm crying. Which is rare for me because I didn't even cry at my
Uncle's funeral.
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I found your site through a web search, and
decided
I had to write. I've never just written this all down or talked about
it
with anyone for very long for fear that they'll think I'm crazy, making
it up, or a combination of both. Particularly because my connections
come
fromn such a famous historical event.
I truly believe that I was a passenger on the
Titanic. Since I was a child I have had an intense fear of drowning,
and
a particular fear of the Atlantic ocean. To this day, I will not go
into
the water there if I can't stand comfortably, even if there is a boat
or
something floating right next to me, I just can't do it. When I was
very
little one of my favorite books was a picture book about a boy and his
teddy bear who survived the Titanic sinking, and I remember one
particular
incident when I was young and visiting my grandparents who lived near
the
ocean: I was wading in the ocean about up to my waist when a wave
pushed
me over. I was only under the water for a few seconds... but I
distinctly
remember a moment of extreme panic and thought going through my head of
"Oh god, not again, not again."
I always think it sounds stupid when I say the
movie Titanic was what brought the most of it out of me. I
first
saw it when it was in theaters while I was in middle school. Now, the
thing
you have to understand about me is that movies don't generally scare me
(except for being terrified of the Sea Witch from the Little Mermaid
when
I was two). Disaster movies, horror movies, creepy stuff. It doesn't
generally
get to me, and when it does it's usually more of an "oh, that was
scary"
moment, and then the next day I've forgotten all about it. But when I
saw
Titanic
it was totally different. All I felt through the entire second half of
the movie was a powerful, deep-seated, and unnervingly familiar
feeling of utter terror. All my
friends saw it, and none of them, even the ones usually creeped out by
stuff, thought it was all that scary. I wondered what was wrong with me
and why I felt the way I did. For the next month I couldn't sleep well.
When I could sleep I'd have nightmares. I was always alone, looking for
someone, I don't know who, and I'd always end up (or be) in a room. I
figure
it must have been someplace on the upper decks, because there were
windows
(real windows, not portholes). I don't know exactly where I am, but
there
is water in the room and more water pouring in through broken windows,
and everything's tilting and I'm at the dry end of the room. But the
doors
are locked and I'm pounding on the doors and screaming for help. And
that's
always when I woke up (and usually couldn't get to sleep again for
the rest of the night).
I don't have the nightmares anymore, and I now
actually own the film on DVD (partially because of my profound love for
Kate Winslet), but to this day, even though I love the film, I still
get
and odd cold feeling in my stomach whenever I watch it. And I often
find
that if I watch it at night when I'm alone, I have to turn it off and
can't
finish it. -Mariah
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This may sound strange, but I believe that I
was on board the Titanic in a past life, and that I died there. I have
a recurring dream about going onto the ship, and I also believe that I
was in first class, as I seem to remember conversing with the captain.
Also, in the film of the Titanic, there is original footage from the
launch,
and there is a young woman, that looks extremely similiar to me in this
life, waving from the boat. I believe that this is me. I have vivid
nightmares
of water, and I am now scared of drowning, and this is a fear I have
had
for many years. Fatally yours, Shadow
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I know this is already a large topic but I have
something to add to 'Titanic' When I was about seven,(I'm now nineteen)
I used to have a recurring dream about being on a boat. It had a glass
dome above me and it was shaking. I was screaming because I couldn't
find
my parents. I would then be in the sea and there would be icebergs
around
me, and I was freezing. I've always been obsessed with the Titanic,
long
before the film came out - my primary school had a book on it and I
secretly
stole it when I was eight so I could keep it and look at it all the
time.
Please don't think this is just a weird obession for the film - but
when
I watched it I spotted the glass dome that I had been dreaming about,
it
was above the grand staircase, wasn't it?
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The second life is very blurry. I know
I was on a boat (Titanic?) that sank and I was in 3rd class/or the
bottom
part of the boat. I remember that awful hopeless feeling that my
children were going to die and they were begging me to help them, but I
was powerless to do anything but hold them as the water rose. I
still
cry when I think of this. It haunts me. My whole life (even
before I had these dreams) I've been terrified of water and incredibly
clausterphobic. - Cynthia J Puglia
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Hi, I've never told anyone this for fear of them
thinking that it is silly, but I have thought for
quite a few years now that I was a passengar on the Titanic (I am
19 now).
It started when I was about 4 or 5 when my Dad
told me the story of the unsinkable ship Titanic.
It had a familiar ring to it and I became obsessed with the story
by the time I was 9. I had no idea how to find out about the ship at
that
time so my only information came from the odd book I might come across
every year or so. One day when I was about 12 I saw a picture of the
A-Deck
stairwell and that night I had a shockingly realistic dream. I felt the
grooves of the railing in my hand as I decended the stairs and I
remember
explicitely how clean and untarnished the gold plating on the front of
the stairs was. It wasn't until later that I realized from a picture
that
there really was gold plating on the stair edges. Since then, I've
found
I can recall that
dream/memory perfectly whenever I like.
I also used to have very short flashes of a
beautiful
room with lovely furnighings that I later discovered to be the first
class
writing room when I saw a picture several years ago. I once also had a
daydream where I could hear my boots clicking against the wood of the
deck
but the noise was mostly drowned out by water splashing. I find that I
am severly uncomfortable when cold and cold water in particular is
overly
shocking to me.
I visited the Titanic exibition when it was in
my city a few years ago and I found myself drawn to certain items and
almost
brought to tears at times (that is very unusual for me). I believe that
I must have survived the sinking (although I have no memory yet of
having
been in a lifeboat), because I have had one or two dreams of wearing a
green dress and throwing a flower off a pier in New York. The dreams
are
starting to occur again and I am sure that I was a young lady at that
time,
so I am wondering if possibly I was 19 or 20ish at the time. I also,
oddly
enough, find myself comforted by the thoughts and when I am distressed
I find myself trying to get back there. Furthermore, I've always had an
affinity for victorian style houses, furnishings and clothing
and have always found myself drawn to antiques from those times
almost as if I was trying to collect pieces of the past for emotional
reasons.
Thanks for reading, I've been an avid fan of
your site since early 1999 and my copy of The Wicca Handbook is
so dog-eared now that I may have to buy a new one! - Rachel.
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When I was a very small girl (I am now 62 years
of age) I used to have a recurring nightmare and would wake up
terrified
and crying. I dreamed that I was on a small boat and I was
watching
a great ship, it was all lit up and seemed to me to be as big as a
city.
I watched and I could hear people screaming and I was terrified.
Then, the boat went dark and it vanished beneath the water. There
were other people in the boat with me, one of them was wearing a
uniform
that had a dark jacket and pants with brass buttons and he had a neatly
clipped gray beard. He told me not to be afraid because it was
the
people onboard the ship's "time." I would wake up with tears
streaming
down my face and would never go near water at all. It was not
until years later in school that I learned about the Titanic and I will
forever remember that moment because I had this knot in the pit of my
stomach
and I wondered why I had this nightmare over and over. As an adult, it
still frightens me a bit.
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Hello, I am 17. For as long as i can remember,
i have had strange dreams. Every 8 or 9 months, i would have one of
these
dreams. I didnt understand them at all, until i sat through the movie Titanic
in 1998. When watching the film, i realised what i had been dreaming
were
the events surrounding the sinking of the great ship. I only ever have
told my current girlfriend, she encouraged me to try and rememebr my
dreams,
as when i wake from them, i am in a bit of a state.
Well, one night i woke up, and i could rememeber
quite a lot. I watched the movie also, which jogged memories, gave me a
feeling of deja vue. i wrote everything down, and at one point, call to
a woman, Edith, who shouts back Tom. She is being put into a lifeboat.
I had a feeling it was near the front of the ship, on the left side. i
guessed that the lifeboat would be either 4,7 or 8 depending on how
they
were numbered. My girlfriend phoned me up one night, very confused, and
sounding quite angry. She had done some research by herself, and found
that Thomas Pears had perished, and that his wife, Edith Pears had
survived,
escaping on lifeboat no. 8.
these dreams last a while, around an hour. i
often wake up at 2:20am, the time i know that the ship sank. It is all
very strange, and very disturbing. My dream ends with me drowning,
which
as you can imagine is not pleasant. Anyway, just wanted to share all
this.
I guess the comfort is that if it is memories from a past life, at
least
im not going nuts.
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I have always had this memory of being
on a huge ship, more than likely the Titanic. All I remember was
reaching
out to a man, probably my lover, and being swept away in a current. I
remember
being in a red dress, modern for the time, with a red feather in my
dark
hair. Until I saw the movie, I had no idea that women wore
feathers
in their hair like I remember.
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Hi, my name is Elli and my mum is a witch too.
She was born on april the 15th 1959. The tianic sunk on the 14th of
april
1912? Anyway when she was little (and she still does) she had dreams
about
the titanic. Here is one of them :
I was a woman in the lower class area of the
ship. It was a cold night and I was suffering of sea-sickness. My shawl
was wafting around my face, the breeze was cool and the night air was
foggy.
About then I turned around and there was a sudden jolt when the whole
boat
moved. I was running along the deck screaming "Jenny, Angeline" I was
fraught.
The next moment I was wading in water banging on a door
screaming.
The next bit was muddled and strange but I was in cold, cold water and
thousands around me were screaming and blue-faced.
She also has dreams about stuff about to happen
ie. the fire down the road. blessed be - Elli
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Hi my name is Meagan and i had a dream about
the titanic. I don't know if it means anything but i will tell you
anyway.
It started off that i had just woken up and was lying on a bed in a
very
old looking room. i slowly got up trying to work out where I was when i
heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to a formal looking man in
a uniform of maroon and gold. he told me that i was welcome to have
dinner
with the captain and i agreed. He took me to a large hall with a very
long
oak table and many people where already sitting at the table. the man
who
lead me there showed me to a seat beside an important person.
the table filled up and the meal was served.
the important lady beside me turned and started talking to me! it
seamed
she knew who i was. after the meal I went back to my room and lay
restless
in my room. there was a huge banging noise as if an explosion had gone
off under me and i fell of my bed. the room was plunged into darkness.
I felt very afraid and tried to find my way somewhere but had no luck.
when the lights came back on, i ran to the door and out into the hall
and
found that both ends had been sealed off with some sort of metal grate.
there was a very loud crunching noise behind me and i realised that the
ship was splitting in two. i was very scared but realised finally what
was happening. the boat was sinking. for some strange reason i jumped
out
of the end of the ship where it had split in two. i was in the water
and
then i woke up.
it was scary and i woke up with a cold sweat
and i was shaking. i havent seen any of the titanic movies or
documentaries.
i told my friend who has seen all of those things and she told me that
I described it excatly as in the documentaries. also i am very
interested
in the craft and i constantly wear a silver pentacle on a chain it
seems
to have protected me many times. - meagan, age 15
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I first learned about the titanic in 3rd
grade.
I was amazed but concerned at what the teacher said because something
told
me it some of it wasn't right. After school I told my mom and she
checked out many books about the Titanic... sure enough i had located
the
exact problem with what the teacher had said.
I am also known to talk in my sleep. One
night my mother heard me talking as clear as a bell and went into
listen.
She told me i was saying names...First and last...10 names to be exact,
over and over. she wrote them down and in the morning without
telling
me the names of the people asked me what i had dreamt about. I
told
her the titanic. Later that day she pulled up a list of names
from
the titanic. She found 9 of the 10 names on that list.
blessed
be *Flame*
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I finally firmly believe
that I have a soul within me looking for something. I never could
figure out why I have such a passion for the year 1912. One of my
friends who I was discussing this with said maybe you were reincarnated
from the year 1912. I also have a deep passion for the
Titanic.
I have autographs from RMS Titanic's owner and founder. I have
many
books and signs, but was never really sure why I had such an extreme
interest
in this year and the Titanic. One night when I was watching one of my
favorite
movies, Somewhere in Time (which deals with a reincarnation of
Christopher
Reeves back into 1912), I had this sudden rush come over me, and all of
a sudden the a thought came into my mind: it was that someone is inside
of me from that time and I'm looking for someone; more specifically a
lost
love. Prior to this I was always wondering why I was always so
dissatisfied
with my past relationships, and I could never answer anyone's question:
what am I looking for? I'm hoping in my heart you may be able to shed
some
light on this. I've never been on this site before, but was
excited
when I found it. I wish I could find someone who
firmly
believed in seances, so I could possibly find out who it is that's
inside
of me. I firmly believe she's a beautiful, calm, caring person.
Thank
you for your time, I hope you can help me. - Sincerely, Michaela
