Grenades

[Edelweiss]

In lieu of the topic I commented on yesterday (about past life dreams and if they can be literal or symbolic) I am going to post a memory dream I had just this past night.

This dream was symbolic, but was also a memory.

What made this dream symbolic was that it occurred in modern times, the architecture, and technology. The people and events were from a past life.

I was a soldier, and I spotted an enemy woman. She also noticed me. I quickly went to grab my gun, and she began to lob a grenade at my direction. I ran for it, but regretted having not taken the opportunity to take out an enemy. I also, didn't want to get blown into pieces. I felt and heard the grenade detonate, and was thrown to the ground. Later on in this dream, I run into said woman again. This time, I wasn't going to run and she lobbed another grenade, and this one was a dud. I was also aware that sometimes, grenades appear to be duds, but thrown back could detonate. I threw it back, and it detonated.

This dream also took place in my old neighborhood that I grew up in, but was also overlapped with the past. So, my mind melded the two together, but everything adds up.

 

[Lady2]

Interesting dream, thanks for sharing.


I'm curious, do you recognize the woman as someone in your current life? Or do you recognize her as a person from a past life? Or both!?


Again, thanks for sharing!

 

[Edelweiss]

I recognized her, as someone from then. Yet also someone now. There was a familiarity with now, but the two people with whom they were familiar with aren't physically the same looking. Don't know what it was.

 

[Edelweiss]

Tanks


I rarely dream of wartime memories during the second war, where I am out with the troops and fighting. I have no memories after either, so I am fairly certain I was killed in action. I remember more before the war, than anything.


When I was a child, my parents took me to a military museum to see the planes, the tanks, and other military related machinery. I was fine with the planes, but the tanks and mortars really bothered me.


I have since had dreams, that would explain why. Unfortunately, those dreams are now foggy, as I never began to realize they could be past life related or important.


My dream last night:


Last night, I did dream again of tanks. The sound and noise that tanks make is what I find haunting. I was with a battalion, and on foot. I can hear the tanks, and explosions in the distance. Because it is night, the sky is lit up and the explosions feel like they are surrounding us( much like a thunderstorm).


What seemed most vivid was the mud. My feet kept sinking into it, and I felt that I'd be darned if I get killed because I'm stuck in the mud. They area we are in, is not a city, but it feels lie it was the outskirts of a city. Every once in awhile, we would see a civilian or a family fleeing with all that they can carry.


I heard someone yell and then woke up.