Lauren's Lair: Here be dragons...

[Sephirah]

Back to my "dream" "past life" whatever, its in a collection of round houses. Strange we have a hill fort above where I was born and when they upgraded a junction the other side of the river from my flat they found round houses. Looks like this area was well populated back then, maybe that is why there is a Roman castle tump opposite where I went to junior school?

That's really cool, Davina. I can see where your interest in Time Team and archaeology comes from. Maybe there is something to it. And you are living something else from a long time ago. You can't really go anywhere in the UK without at least a Roman villa being a few metres below your feet. That's kind of the thing. Does the egg lead to the chicken or does the chicken lead to the egg?

Is there anything else about these dreams that is consistent? Other than yourself?

[Sephirah]

So... uh... I know this likely won't appeal to many people here. There are a lot less gamer nerds than there used to be, for some reason. But... this gives me huge goosebumps. It's slightly spoilery (the version with the dialogue is way more spoilery, but way more impactful... it always, ALWAYS makes me cry in a good way) If you haven't played but have any desire to play this then don't watch. But I think this is one of the best pieces of music ever made for a videogame and just in general... it always makes me feel a certain kind of way...

[davina61]

Yes treating someone with a poultice, a young person and her mother. From my gran parents when I had a sore that refused to heal a leaf from a mallow plant worked!

[Sephirah]

Yes treating someone with a poultice, a young person and her mother. From my gran parents when I had a sore that refused to heal a leaf from a mallow plant worked!

That's actually really cool. A lot of the natural healing has been lost, Davina you are an actual druid! Don't write it off, sweetie. I've seen enough to believe in reincarnation, you never really know. As Shakespeare said:

"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

[Mrs. Oliphant]

When I was a young lass of grade school age, I had a recurring dream of being shot through the head on a battlefield. The dream was not a nightmare, merely a moment of darkness before floating above myself and noticing the helmet beside my body with a bullet hole between two silver bars. As I grew older, I interpreted the dream to intimate that I was a captain during the Korean War. Since I was born in October of 1951, I always thought of that dream whenever the topic or reincarnation came up. Who knows? As an aside, my father was determined to re-enlist shortly after the Korean War began but my mother had just learned she was pregnant with me and threatened to divorce my dad if he re-enlisted. Perhaps some anonymous captain dying on a forgotten battlefield saved my dad's life. Okay, that last was a bit of a reach.

[Sephirah]

Maybe, Anni. I think it's entirely possible. I watched this video a little while ago and... one of my favourite mivues is a movie called "Dragonfly" Starring Kevin Costner. Deals with this subject, although it is quite Hollywood.

Anyway... have a look at this.
This guy is mostly a sceptic and debunker of paranormal stuff:

[tgirlamg]

When I was a young lass of grade school age, I had a recurring dream of being shot through the head on a battlefield. The dream was not a nightmare, merely a moment of darkness before floating above myself and noticing the helmet beside my body with a bullet hole between two silver bars. As I grew older, I interpreted the dream to intimate that I was a captain during the Korean War. Since I was born in October of 1951, I always thought of that dream whenever the topic or reincarnation came up. Who knows? As an aside, my father was determined to re-enlist shortly after the Korean War began but my mother had just learned she was pregnant with me and threatened to divorce my dad if he re-enlisted. Perhaps some anonymous captain dying on a forgotten battlefield saved my dad's life. Okay, that last was a bit of a reach.

Annika...

I also had a re-occurring dream from about age 6 to around 13 about being killed in war... always the same short dream on a fairly regular basis of a painful hit to my chest in a muddy place at night... I used to be aware of the dream sometime when it started but, couldn't stop the inevitable conclusion... sometimes I would cry out from the painful end to it and my parents would hear me...

Onward,

A💕

[Mrs. Oliphant]

sometimes I would cry out from the painful end to it and my parents would hear me...

Oh, Ashley, what a traumatic dream to endure repeatedly. Assuming our dreams are somehow connected to past lives, I am fortunate to have passed so painlessly. And if they're not connected, I have difficulty determining the source(s) of the imagery. We didn't own a TV until I was five and my mother hated war movies (she loved westerns, though, so I suppose I could have transposed images). I was probably eight or nine the last time I remember having the dream.