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Life of a ww1 soldier, need help

Hi CanSol.

I've been to a few of my past life locations. I wish you luck.

My question is what do you do when you can't be a Warrior Soul anymore? I don't fancy taking up knitting.
 
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Hey Benjamin,
I've always had Past Life memories, those were my earliest ones, it started with mostly WWII but later on my other lives followed, I've wrote many of my memories on here, the thread is somewhere

My PLs are as much a part of who I am in this life as my memories from my other lives are, I also know who I was from WWI to Vietnam, where and when I was killed and where I'm buried
Don't be sorry that I've seen many wars, I'm a Warrior Soul, it's what I do, same as Patton and many other Warrior Souls, it's what we know and do best

I actually gotten some WWII things that I just had to have and some members here know the should I, shouldn't I debates I had with myself (full Class A uniform, tanker jacket, M42 and M43 jump pants), it might extend to some WWI and Vietnam stuff but only with things that are either usefull or must haves, I don't fight my memories any more than that of Afghanistan or other events, they're a part of me

I'm going to do a few Battlefield tours on my own in areas where I've fought, visited many of the sites before but always with a group and then you can't really take the time you want or need or you might end up staying to long where you really don't want to be so by going alone I can decide everything and am in charge
On one of the routes that I made is a museum that has an original Dakota that you can get into, I've jumped from them on quite a few commemoration jumps on original DZs but again, not having the time or able to allow the mind to wander back to 1944, so that should be interesting
That I might look rediculous in my WWII outfit, modern wheelchair and music player while touring the old sites...so be it
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Hello!

Ha, the thing with gear. Somehow it always popped into my life. And most of them before I was acutely aware of when and were my memories were from.

A friend of my dad is a collector of german weaponry (ww2 era), and many times in my youth I went to visit his museum or personal collection. I mean I was touching and operating mg34s, and many other collector weapons, weeell before I turned 14.

Crazy story: I remember once this collector took us to see a madman in his workshop: the guy was the world-class specialist on the Messerschmitt 109 (an iconic german fighter plane), and was rebuilding one from one retrieved in Lybia. The madman played a trick on me (being like 11 at the time) by opening "by accident" a box containing the skull and officer cap of a Waffen-SS tank commander who died in Normandy in 1944, killed by a Typhoon strafing his tank. The locals buried the remains and, generations after, some poor dude found it while gardening. And I had nightmares about it for weeks.

Same kind of officer cap that I found one day in a market in China in 2015: imagine, you're walking around shops and suddenly you see a Waffen-SS officer cap in the middle of bootleg dvds and fake Gucci sweaters. It litterally shook me when I saw it. It was so random.

Last anecdote before I leave Jupiter11's thread alone: the day I told my dad about me finding my past life's identity, he was coming back from a trip and, before I said anything, he gave me the most random gift: a spark plug from an old Junker 52, the most famous transport plane of the German army of WW2. Before I told him anything about my past life experience. I was so surprised by the coincidence.
 
Hi. I just thought I would mention Peter Jackson's new World War 1 documentary 'They shall not grow old'. I believe it is been shown on BBC 1 on November 11th.

I didn't fight in the Great War but watching small portions of the footage in a way reminds me of the visual aspect of my own pl memories, a magic window into the past. It felt even eerier at times than my memories though ( probably because of the digital tweaking and I wasnt there ) because it felt a little unnatural but its a very impressive feat all the same.

I just thought I'd mention it for anyone interested. I haven't posted a trailer link because I'm aware how freaky it can be to be abruptly reminded of ones memories.
 
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Hi !

Yes, you're totally right Yannovitch. I used to be this soldier and he will always be a part of me.

Sometimes, like CanSol and others on the forum did, I'm tempted to collect things that belong to the ww1 area. But I resist. I'm afraid that if I start this collection, I will never be able to stop. However, I don't feel the need to visit battlefield locations, just the village I used to live in.

That being said, I still bought 2 soldiers figurines, a model of plane I saw at that time, and ordered a dog tag. :)

Benjamin, at first I thought that my memories will slowly fade away, as I saw it happened in many reincarnation cases that Jim Tucker and Carol Bowman studied. But finally I don't think that it will happen to me, as I am an adult, and keep writing everything in a notebook.

Jim78, I discovered this documentary too. I very much appreciate Peter Jackson's work, but I will not watch it. Maybe someday, but not now, it's too soon.

I wish you all a nice day !
 
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I also try to collect objects from my lives. Unfortunately the life I feel closest to was in the 16th Century. I have a tiny coin that I like to hold and carry with me but it's been hard to find much else. I did find a wooden carving from a church a few weeks ago that I hope is from the period and the right country, so that made me happy. I always find great comfort in seeing buildings that are still standing that would have been around at the time, even if they're in a completely different part of the world. Something tangible that makes those lives seem not so distant.

In terms of visiting past life locations, I'm unable to pinpoint most of mine, despite research. I did visit the Thiepval Memorial in France a few weeks ago, to pay my respects. I'm looking at this from a different perspective to most of the other people on this thread, as I was a civilian during that time, a young girl at home in England and my soldier was lost at the Somme and never came home to me. It was such an odd experience to be over there in France, surrounded by other English people but to feel so completely alone. As I walked around the huge memorial everything felt so recent and so raw to me and I cried, tears rolling down my cheeks. Other people there were paying their respects to lost family members (a couple of generations removed) but, and I'm always quite perceptive of atmospheres and emotions and I don't mean to presume or be disrespectful of the other people who were there, from their conversations and manner the Great War seemed so distant, a wound that had healed, there was sadness (how can there not be!) and respect and regret but not the crippling sorrow I was feeling. I actually realise that I have more to say about this so will probably make my own thread rather than hijack this one!
 
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I used to collect WW1 things obsessively when this all started, mostly cap badges and sweetheart brooches, but also postcards and photographs. That feeling had subsided a lot recently, but I still have those mementoes. They won't take me back to the war, but they bring it a little closer.

I was going to go see that Peter Jackson film at the premier showing the other night, but it was a bit too expensive unfortunately. Glad to hear it's going to be shown on the TV. I've seen the trailer, and it's very triggering, it brings it back to the surface do much. Not sure how I'm going to be able to watch the whole thing, it might be too much all at once. I don't know if anyone saw the BBC docu-drama 'Our World War', but the first episode triggered me so much it took a good while for me to calm down afterwards

(And welcome back @Whippoorwill ;):D!)
 
Ahh, thank you, @helz_belz! The time seemed right for me to return and I've been thinking of you often of late. You actually inspired a little of what I wanted to say about my feelings at the memorial! I'll make that post shortly.
 
Ahh thanks :) I've been feeling it again lately myself too. Looking forward to reading your post!
 
Hi helz_belz.

Was that the premiere showing with a Peter Jackson Q&A?

I understand its triggering. A couple of years ago I watched Revolution In Colour. Its was about the Irish revolution. I had to work myself up to watch it and it left me very melancholy but at the same time it reminded me of why I fought. I need reminding of that sometimes. I need to look beyond the brutality of my memories and see the bigger picture. I need to be reminded that they were group efforts, that I'm not solely responsible. My memories are very personal but documentaries give another perspective from a distance. Maybe thats because I haven't been lucky enough to find other reincarnationists who fought the battles I fought. I'm alone in that sense.

Still though, the footage from the Jackson documentary is a quantum leap ahead of the Irish documentary.
 
Hello Whippoorwill,

Please, feel free to create a post and share your memories.

Also, I wanted to underline the connection between PL memories/reincarnation and synchronicities.
For instance, Benjamin, I think it's not by random if you were given the gift the day you wanted to reveal you PL identity to your father.

I was born on May 8th. That day ( but also on November 11th) , in France, there's a special ceremony in front of l'Arc de Triomphe in Paris, during which the flame of the Unknown Soldier's tomb is rekindled. The date also marks the end of ww2.

I strongly believed that my soul chose to reborn a day of peace.
 
Jupiter 11 said:
Hello Whippoorwill,

Please, feel free to create a post and share your memories.

Also, I wanted to underline the connection between PL memories/reincarnation and synchronicities.
For instance, Benjamin, I think it's not by random if you were given the gift the day you wanted to reveal you PL identity to your father.

I was born on May 8th. That day ( but also on November 11th) , in France, there's a special ceremony in front of l'Arc de Triomphe in Paris, during which the flame of the Unknown Soldier's tomb is rekindled. The date also marks the end of ww2.

I strongly believed that my soul chose to reborn a day of peace.
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Hey Jupiter11!

That's super interesting, what you said about synchronicities. I've had so many in my process! Especially with dates:
-my birthday is the 6th of June, D-Day !
-Eugen Kunstmann was born 9th of November. Since I found his name on his birthday, I find it very interesting because that date is very important in Germany, it's the day the Berlin wall fell, and in 1918 at that date, the empire collapsed.
 
Jupiter11, I was thinking about you this morning, and I hope that you are doing well!

I remember that you were going through a lot of tough emotions last time we exchanged. I pray regularly that you, and others, will be supported and cared for in this hard journey to the past.

How is everything? I wish you lots of success in your studies :)
 
Hi Benjamin,

Thank you very much for your message, I hope you're doing great. A lot of things happened since the last time we talked.

A major flood stoke the South of France, and many houses of my village, including mine, have been touched. My mother and I lost everything in the first floor and in the garage. No more home appliance, the piano I cared so much about is dead. For several days, we had to eat to the town hall of the village, and received friend's help for food and water. Fortunately, we managed to save the computer.

We're cuttenrly waiting for the experts to come and note the damage. There's a lot of help in the neighborhood because we all have been struck by the same disaster.
One extraordinary thing happened...people I had never seen in my life came into my house to help me and my mother cleaning and throwing away everything that couldn't been saved. That was surreal ! It really gave me hope and showed me that despite everything we can see on tv, there's still good and humanity in this world. :)

Concerning the PL memories...I'm still in the process of accepting what happened. I decided to reveal to my mother my PL identity this week. I have to admit, I fear the moment. She's already disturbed because of what happened with the flood, I don't like the idea of adding an emotional charge. But I have to do it. Wish me luck.;)


Hello tanker, nice to meet you.

Glad to see that my messages brought you some relief. It's always important to know that we are not alone in those kind of experiences. I really wondered what I would have become if I hadn't discovered this forum. I think we can all be grateful for Mrs carol Bowman and her work.

And I agree with what you said at the end of your message. I too, think we have a choice on the path of our lives.
 
Hi tanker, thanks for your support.

I told my mother about my past life today, and it happened incredibly well. She listened to me from the beginning to the end. She believed me and was very supportive. We watched together the file i've created and I showed her pictures and photos related to my memories.

She promised me that we will visit the village of my past life, next year. I feel incredibly relieved now. I'm happy I finally found the courage to reveal to my mother this part of my past. :)

I wish you all to find such person in your lives.
 
Hi tanker,

Thank you for this nice message.

I made some research on the village and it seemed it hasn't changed that much since all that time. I hope I will be able to spot my old house.
It is even possible that some of the descendants of the people I knew are still there. Going to the archives of the town hall would be interesting too. I'll see, but I think it's going to be a very intense journey.
 
Hi tanker,

Some people need to travel across the world to visit their pl locations, in my case, it's not that far, but I have still 5 hours of driving before getting there. My mother and I already planned the trip for the next summer.

As I already said, it is a big relieve to have my mother knowing about my past life, even if she can't understand everything. I mean, she urges me to let go my former self, as if I could do it in a snap of fingers. It's not that easy. Of course I have to live my actual life, the present is a gift as we say, but at the same time the soldier will always be a part of me, because he's a part of my soul.

It's not that I especially want to keep the soldier with me; the thing is that my former self saw things at war that cannot be easily forgotten. I don't think I will ever describe to my mother the gory details of war. Last night again, I made nightmares about it.

And the programs that pass on tv due to the Remembrance Day don't help. We talk a lot about ww1 in class. I don't know if you feel that too, but sometimes I'm nearly jealous of other people' carelessness. They don't have any pl memories so they can talk about war and remained unaffected whereas I'm going to be upset by the subject.

On the other hand, having those memories help me in some way with the flood. My mother and neighbours are devastated because of this disaster, but on my side, I think that it's really nothing compared to what I lived during the war. As long as you're alive and safe, it's ok.
 
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You don't necessarily have to let go of your past life, most know I and some others can't, I stopped trying
The Past Life is a part of you just as much as this life is, you 'just' have more memories and awareness than those without past life memories (some are new souls just starting so don't have any other lives)

right now I'm dealing with the same dread of Remembrance Day approaching, some years are easier than others and especially with being confronted with it at school makes it even harder, the tv can be controled better than a history class (although I was never above getting kicked out of class, I either kept correcting the teacher to the point where he couldn't take it anymore or kept being annoying till I got thrown out, not recommended but if it becomes too much to handle.....)
 
Hi tanker,

I've been very busy these days so I see your message just now. What a beautiful and wise message you wrote here. Indeed, having those memories gives me a different perspective on the war. A responsability to maintain the memory of ww1, with the memory of this soldier.
I realized that just today.

I went to the commemoration ceremony of my village. It was very emotional and solemn, especially for me. I was happy to celebrate this with my mother and the rest of the village. Returning home, I wrote down new memories I had these past few weeks. I'm trying to remember all my friends to pay tribute to them.

We're on November 11th 2018. Let's have a thought for the brothers, fathers, sons of all nations who gave their lives so that we can be free today. May they rest in peace.

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I too want to be alone as much as possible on Remembrance Day and don't know why but this one was one of the hardest that I've had, spend most of the day watching various commemorations, wasn't interested in doing anything else
Day was full of flashbacks from WWI, WWII and Afghanistan, the night's gonna be interesting
 
Yeah, I shed a few tears today myself. Dunno why. Its not about remembering the wars I was involved with.
 
The forum, centennial of WWI and therefore commemorations are hard to avoid, a combination of various factors
Maybe the others who fought in any of the wars jump in on how they're doing (missery loves company ;) )

Commemorations and Remembrance services are great for he general public but for those that seen conflict, no matter where, it can be a day in hell
 
Could be, atleast here we're not declared insane when we're dealing with flashbacks and the likes from who knows when
Hoping for atleast a night without too many nightmares for all of us affected, today's been hard enough
 
Well to be honest lads today I thought 'what's the point?' All those soldiers are dust whether they died on the battlefield or as old men. Life is the cruelest battlefield of all. Its completely unmerciful. All cries are silenced. Its even worse being a reincarnationist because those wars are still carried within me yet the rest of the world has moved on. War just seems so futile to me. Maybe someone can remind me what people fight for...because I forget since my perspective changed.
 
I've once disected why some wars had to be fought, others could've been avoided if events leading up to them were handled differentlyvand why others were unjust and should never have happened in the first place
 
I spent the morning looking at the clock and thinking 'not long now, hang in there'. Soon after the two minute silence, I looked at the clock and said 'you made it' and had a bit of a cry. I kept wondering what I/my soldier was doing on the Armistice a century ago, after four years of fighting and suddenly not having to fight any more.
 
In my case heavy thunderstorms and fireworks can set off my PTSD, get the urge to hit the ground and take cover but not too surprising after centuries of fighting in wars
 
I can not be outside during a thunderstorm and have to get away from windows. As a kid I would huddle in a ball in the middle of a room. As for fireworks I feel the same way, wouldn't get close to any if they were being set off, although the irrational reaction has lessened since I've grown older. My daughter is the same and told my husband yesterday that fireworks make her scared and cry.

Tanker maybe the sounds of the explosions remind you of the fondness you felt for tanks/or the safety you felt in the presence of tanks? I feel the relaxing feeling when I hear helicopters for that reason. They remind me that 'safety' is imminent.
 
I hope it fades for her too, but she is a particular child and very stubborn so I doubt it will. She has not spoken of any memories yet, but she’s not yet three. Time will tell. I hope for her sake it fades and she heals other ways.

What you say makes sense. It does sound crazy but being in the heat of battle can make you very present in that moment, all your senses heightened, I can understand that.
 
And that's exactly why I can't handle the loud thunderstorms an fireworks, I've served in the trenches of Flanders and France, saw my buddies get blown to bits, was a medic in WWII again saw the most horrific wounds imaginable, more than the common Soldier because whenever "MEDIC!" sounded, I came running, artillery barrage or not, when everyone hid in their holes I ran to the wounded, I was killed by a mortar shell
In Vietnam I was blown up by a mortar as well
In Afghanistan artillery wasn't used much against us as other than RPGs they didn't have any big guns butwe used it against them
 
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