weshinetogether
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I had this dream probably over a year or so ago but it is still vivid in my mind.
I remember standing in the doorway of a kitchen. It had a wood-paneled floor and was not like the kitchens of today (with microwaves and such). I was standing in front of a round table and on the other side of a table was a middle-aged woman. She was doing laundry and hanging the laundry on a line that had been strung across the room. I "felt" like I was a tall man. I was looking down at the scene but not from a height that would make me seem like more of a observer. I also "felt" that the place I was in was large. I "felt" that we were talking about something important and felt sort of frustrated because she wasn't seeming to understand what I was saying. At first, I thought that it might have been some sort of language barrier because to this day, I have no idea what we were talking about. But now, I feel like it might be more of a misunderstanding and not caused by a language barrier.
Other clues that I've collected over the years:
I have a suspicion about who I might be but I am not sure so I don't want to announce it quite yet.
For the longest time, I've had an intense interest in Nazi Germany as well as the military (U.S. Marines, in particular). When I was in ROTC, I was always fed up because I felt that I wasn't being recognized for what I was, and so on an so forth.
Any thoughts?
I remember standing in the doorway of a kitchen. It had a wood-paneled floor and was not like the kitchens of today (with microwaves and such). I was standing in front of a round table and on the other side of a table was a middle-aged woman. She was doing laundry and hanging the laundry on a line that had been strung across the room. I "felt" like I was a tall man. I was looking down at the scene but not from a height that would make me seem like more of a observer. I also "felt" that the place I was in was large. I "felt" that we were talking about something important and felt sort of frustrated because she wasn't seeming to understand what I was saying. At first, I thought that it might have been some sort of language barrier because to this day, I have no idea what we were talking about. But now, I feel like it might be more of a misunderstanding and not caused by a language barrier.
Other clues that I've collected over the years:
- Once, while completing a self-regression exercise, the image that first appeared to me was of a large brick building with vines or some type of plants on the front and it was surrounded with a wrought iron fence.
- My nephew (who is about two) told me that before we were in the military together fighting and I got hit in the chest with what I assume was a bomb or bullet of some sort. He just made a sound to indicate an explosion while pointing at my chest. (I must admit this was a little startling.)
I have a suspicion about who I might be but I am not sure so I don't want to announce it quite yet.
For the longest time, I've had an intense interest in Nazi Germany as well as the military (U.S. Marines, in particular). When I was in ROTC, I was always fed up because I felt that I wasn't being recognized for what I was, and so on an so forth.
Any thoughts?