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I was very happy there, I was in Polynesia, I was a young girl, I came out of the ocean, beautiful weather, enjoying myself , free, walking over the mountain by the ocean, green everywhere, a small river over, came by my tribe, saw a boy called Mala,I was in love with him, I had an older sister Melinqua,I was Petinqua,there was an old wise man. All of a sudden we had to go all in a hole in the ground,I was sitting next to the old man, we had to stay there and wait.T hat was it. I knew the volcano erupted. Probably we all died in there. But it was such a happy life. When i was a girl of about six or seven i renembered i always wanted to play under an other name, my cousins and sister had to call me Petinqua. Didn't know where I invented that name, but at age of 26 I descovered under hypnosis where it camed from.
    Then I renember a terrible life, still under hypnosis. i'm a young girl 13, i'm walking in empty streets, don't dare to go further almost, the atmosphere is scaring me, raining dark. I go in a house, I know it's mine, i go uptstairs. Some photo on the wall attracts, i know there something on the backside but cannot see. I get stuck above on the stairs, don't dare to look what's behind the door of the room.I push myself to go in. I see and hear a grammophone playing
and scratching on the same song over and over again. I go fast to downstairs, to the livingroom, cold, burned smell. Terrible! a woman is laying shot against the wall with a paternoster in her hand. It's my mother.The other side of the room.I have to swallow by seeing this.My little brother is laying there with a holy book at his head. He's dead too. Shot. I don't know if I'm dead too or what. I shocked awake. It was too terrible to stay there - Greet, Belgium Europe
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    Hello. I'm a young woman age twenty two. I've always had dreams and intense feelings about things. I'm obsessed with Scotland. Everything to do with it especially The Isle of Sky. I know the smell of heather and I know what the weather feels like. I know what battles were like. I know the language and can see places in my mind. The only problem with this is that I've never ever been to Scotland. I've never been out of America, and only to a few states.
    Another thing that has influenced my life now is about eight years ago my junior high school
went on a trip to historical places. We called it the Washington D.C. trip. It happened the first
time at the Governor's Mansion. We were in the ballroom on a tour and I was suddenly freezing. I had on two shirts and a jacket and it was March so it wasn't very cold. The ballroom around me became fuzzy and then suddenly cleared. It was filled with men and women dressed very gaily in formal dress. I don't know exactly when this was but they were dressed in victorian fashion. I clearly saw myself a little different looking but basically the same, dressed in a green ball gown and pearls. I was walking outside with another couple and a man. The man and I had our arms hooked together talking with the other couple. I didn't look to happy but not sad either. I looked... resigned to my fate. I followed the figures out side on through the garden until they came to a little hill. There was a stone wall at the bottom. On the other side was a set of train tracks. I heard a train whistle and came out of the trance or whatever it was. I was by myself on the little hill but there was no train coming.
    The second time were were in Jamestown and I felt like I belonged. Like I had come home.
Jamestown in a recreation of the first settlement. They even had battles and indian villages
near. I felt at home in the Indian village. I knew where I was going and what people were doing
without having to explain.
    I get these feeling sometimes or I get images or dreams. They seem so real that I can't shake them. Sometimes I forget them, sometimes I can't.  thanks, Morae
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    My girlfriend and I were talking once while we were still friends, about dreams we've had that we are more than confident are past life occurrences. I was telling her about a few dreams when, strangely, they all seemed to fit together and explain certain feelings in this life. To explain, I first have to begin here and now. I come from a military family, everyone wishes for me to follow in my family's footsteps. I have finally convinced them that I do not wish to join the military. My reasons are simple... I dislike and fear the military. Until recently, I didn't really know why.
    I've only had a few dreams, and the where and when are somewhat unknown, but here goes.
My first dream I was in a uniform, it was grey. I was feeling anger and resentment about something that wasn't quite clear to me. There were four other men in the room, and a woman that I presume was sleeping on a couch. Three men grabbed the fourth and brought him to his knees in front of me. I remembered him looking up to me, just before I removed my handgun from its holster at my waist, pointed and fired. I woke up as I pulled the trigger, and had trouble sleeping for sometime after.
    My second dream was short, confusing, and seemed unreal. I was in a tower, all around me was water. I looked out a small window at the water and saw a man hopping from one rock to another away from the tower to land. The man was wearing a robe, the colour unclear.
    The third and final dream to date, is also short and to me, the most frightening. I was carrying a sword and shield, wearing armour over my chest. I was running towards what was perhaps a village with a large wall around it. The village was completely engulfed in flames. I remember feeling a sense of awe at its beauty against the backdrop of the night sky. Out of nowhere came a spear, I had no time to react. The spear hit me in the chest. I fell to my knees,
holding and staring in horror at the spear in my chest. I couldn't move, and couldn't scream. I woke in a cold sweat.
    I believe these dreams are telling me that I am a soldier, Throughout the centuries, I have served, and died, for my people. I can't stand the military, but I have always been drawn to it. Now, with the events of Sept.11, I fear that I will have to become a soldier once again. - RavenWolf, Canada
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    When i was in 9th grade my history teacher announced that today we are going to learn about the Mayan civilization. This was the first time i had even heard of Mayans and i was sure it would be boring. he gave us a worksheet to fill out while watching a video, and i knew the answers before the video got to them I felt lightheaded and i couldn't breathe. This really scared me. since then i have had like little flashes of things that never happen to me from all different times and places I even have a memory of being burned at a stake. I want to remember more than just these "little flashes" if anyone could help me remember. -
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1. The most recent past life that is still fresh in my mind is that of a cat.  I was a grey and white tabby type... very pretty to behold.  I didn't really live very long, though, because I recall "seeing" a car bumper a few inches in front of my face, and after that everything is blank.
2. I've had a reoccurring one ever since the first day I met a good male friend of mine some 8-9 years ago.  I'm in the woods, very green and lush, picking some wild herbs and flowers for what I think might have been a ritual of sorts.  I have very long red hair, for I can see the tips of it when I bend over to pluck out the plants.  I return to our home, and the scenery around it is kind of strange, but very simple.  It looks to be a cave or a crag, somewhat, that my husband and I have transformed into a facade of a house of sorts.  I kind of get the feeling of being in either Scotland or Ireland... maybe after the Roman invasions.  I can see ruins around the house that appear to be of Roman architectural designs.  I call to him, and he comes out.  He is about 6'2" tall, looks to be maybe 30-ish, has long curly dark hair--very thick, and hazel green eyes.  He has interesting tattoos on his face: on each cheek is a dark blue dot about the size of a dime, and off to the side and slightly below these dots are three more along in a line, only red.  He has a silver crescent on his forehead, but I'm hazy on whether it is a tattoo, or maybe a headband.  He calls me Sera (Sara), and his name is Aedrean (Adrian).  I don't know why the names would be spelled this way, they just are.  The odd thing here... we look identical as we were in that lifetime, and in THAT particular time, we were Soul mates-- married.  In this lifetime, however, neither one of us knows exactly why we aren't together in that particular aspect.  But, we have a very strong friendship nonetheless. :) - )O( Lady Athenis )O(
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    I've had a couple lives that I can remember.  One is in the burning times.  My name was Kathryn Greensmith and I was beaten to death in Concord, Mass. during 1692.  My fiancé unintentionally turned me into authorities.  His name was something like Nathaniel. I saw him for a short time in my memory.  He's tall, brown medium-length hair, and soft yet penetrating
brown eyes.  I found someone in this life with eyes that are very familiar, but I doubt it's his.  I'd like to remember more and get in touch again with old friends, possibly Nathaniel.
    The second life I remember was in France, about 1600s or 1700s.  All I know is that my family was very well-to-do, but only because my father had many debts. Finally, for a warning, I was kidnapped.  I was about 16 years old at the time.  The men kept me for a short while, and they kept me surprisingly well.  But they received a letter from their boss and I was dragged to a boat dock.  From there I was tied up and thrown into either the Seine or the Rhone river.  My name was Madeline.  The last name sounded like DeCrois or something around that.
    If anyone can help me find more details with either life, it would be greatly appreciated.  Blessed be by the light and the sea.
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    a few months ago i did i did a self past life regression.. by just meditating and repeating "let me see my past lives" here is what i got from it.. i  got 2 visions.. the first started out  with the  vision of a a older woman<hindu, i think> she ws  wearing a green dress that looked like the ones they wear in the middle east and the material was very light, thin like the ones they wear  also.. she was about  50 i think.. she was holding  a long  beaded belt or  something.. not far from her was  a circle of people around a bonfire dancing  holding hands and  chanting "Unta" also i remember hearing the phrase "Una gonta sue tyree" i have no clue what language it is in or what it means.. i tried to look at the surroundings but  couldnt seem to.. all i  noticed is there was alot of open land.. acres and acres.. it was pretty..
    the second  vision was i think  around 1915.. i think i may have been a maid for a rich english couple.. they had those snotty sounding accents that  some have.. no offense if  anyone here is  english..=) the  woman had blonde short hair to her  ears and it was curly with large curls.. she had blue eyes and was very pretty for that time.. she  looked at me and asked me to get her a dress from the closet .. she was going to  some convention at the city hall.. it seems they were quite important people.
    like 1 yr. and  a half ago i also had a very disturbing dream (short version).. set like in the 1700's where i and others were taken into a huge beautiful oak wooden building which i thought to be a church.. we were all eventually raped and killed.. many have told me it was a memory but i am not sure.. I truly feel the other 2 were memories.. especially because i can't make up languages like that... Any help with this will be appreciated.. thanks for reading - Aleris MoonAura
 

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