Red Night
Senior Registered
I'd like to start a personal thread with all of my PL memories, instead of just posting a new one each time something comes to me. So here we go.
A member on here (thanks again; you know who you are!) sent me a few regression MP3s awhile back and I listened to the first part (there's a beginners, and then advanced) and I did receive two images.
The first one seemed to have been in 1917 and I was a fifteen year old girl walking down a somewhat clumsily paved country road. There was trees on both sides; to the right they made up a forest, and to the left they appeared to by lining a huge field. I was wearing a purple dress (it fit horribly and I feel like it was my first attempt at making my own clothes. An illustration of woman in a magazine wearing the same dress flashed before me... she looked much better than I did...). I could smell everything clearly and it was beautiful day. Around August I believe. I was on top of the world.
I was very happy to get this, because I've had the vague impression for awhile now that I died in car accident in my early to mid twenties sometime in the 1920s. It corresponded well.
Latter on, during a somewhat more "official" regression, I was told to go back, but my mind panicked. It was confused and didn't know where to go. There was far to many options. And I ended up in Auschwitz; Birkenau to be exact, walking down the main road in the middle of the camp. There was a tall SS besides me and I was in a prisoner's uniform, stumbling and trying to keep up in the mud. This was extremely curious, because the man was talking to me as if I was some sort of acquaintance. I can't remember his face anymore, but I did do some research and there was a SS at Auschwitz whom I found who bore a striking resemblance to the man in the "memory." But I'm very irritated, because I have the nagging feeling that yet again this lifetime was blocked out from me and I received either something fabricated, or thoughts that belong to somebody else. I have no idea why either. It's like some force does not want me to remember what happened. Maybe it's for the best though and I just shouldn't worry about it!
I'm excited to see if either one of these hold any truth, but only time will tell!
A member on here (thanks again; you know who you are!) sent me a few regression MP3s awhile back and I listened to the first part (there's a beginners, and then advanced) and I did receive two images.
The first one seemed to have been in 1917 and I was a fifteen year old girl walking down a somewhat clumsily paved country road. There was trees on both sides; to the right they made up a forest, and to the left they appeared to by lining a huge field. I was wearing a purple dress (it fit horribly and I feel like it was my first attempt at making my own clothes. An illustration of woman in a magazine wearing the same dress flashed before me... she looked much better than I did...). I could smell everything clearly and it was beautiful day. Around August I believe. I was on top of the world.
I was very happy to get this, because I've had the vague impression for awhile now that I died in car accident in my early to mid twenties sometime in the 1920s. It corresponded well.
Latter on, during a somewhat more "official" regression, I was told to go back, but my mind panicked. It was confused and didn't know where to go. There was far to many options. And I ended up in Auschwitz; Birkenau to be exact, walking down the main road in the middle of the camp. There was a tall SS besides me and I was in a prisoner's uniform, stumbling and trying to keep up in the mud. This was extremely curious, because the man was talking to me as if I was some sort of acquaintance. I can't remember his face anymore, but I did do some research and there was a SS at Auschwitz whom I found who bore a striking resemblance to the man in the "memory." But I'm very irritated, because I have the nagging feeling that yet again this lifetime was blocked out from me and I received either something fabricated, or thoughts that belong to somebody else. I have no idea why either. It's like some force does not want me to remember what happened. Maybe it's for the best though and I just shouldn't worry about it!
I'm excited to see if either one of these hold any truth, but only time will tell!