Cheeky Monkey
New Member
Hello, everyone! I am new to the forum but I would like to share some memories of past lives, that I have experienced from my first attempts at meditation...
I was male and in my early-mid twenties. I think the year was 1815 and that I was in the Caribbean. I wore a brown coat, brown breeches, a white ruffled shirt, white stockings, black shoes and a brown tricorn hat. I am not sure if I wore a wig but I think I did. I had some papers in my hand and I think I had a telescope. I felt like an important man. It was dusk but I was looking out across the bay. Then, I was up a hill, looking down towards the bay. It looked like English Harbour, in Antigua, and there were a lot of boats. I saw the front of a wooden boat, close up. It had a really long pole sticking straight out from the front and there were lots of ropes and rigging. It had gouges down the side. I am not sure whether two boats collided, whether it was shipwrecked, whether I was pushed in the water, or whether I jumped, but I ended up in the sea. I remember being on a sandy beach and I could see a hole and a pile of sand, as if I had just dug something up. I had a vision of someone tied, by their feet, hanging off the back of a boat. Their head was beneath the sea as the boat moved along.
I felt that we had been in cahoots and had plotted to do something. It felt like they were being punished for being part of this scheme.
I looked up from the beach and, on top of a hill/cliff, I saw a bright white lighthouse. There was a dark-haired, bearded man, a woman and a boy. I do not know if the man was me, or whether this family took me in. I saw myself, much older, as I lay dead/dying. It seemed as if I had died naturally, in my sleep.
The time before, I had seen myself on a beach and felt like it was the Caribbean. I had a white shirt on and 3/4 trousers. I remember being underwater and a turtle swimming above me. I now feel that the second meditation was linked to the first . I am hoping my next attempt will reveal even more detail.
I have tried to do some research about the things I saw. The style of boat, dress and the type of punishment (which I now know to be keel hauling) were all around in 1815. It's nice to have these things validated.
I was male and in my early-mid twenties. I think the year was 1815 and that I was in the Caribbean. I wore a brown coat, brown breeches, a white ruffled shirt, white stockings, black shoes and a brown tricorn hat. I am not sure if I wore a wig but I think I did. I had some papers in my hand and I think I had a telescope. I felt like an important man. It was dusk but I was looking out across the bay. Then, I was up a hill, looking down towards the bay. It looked like English Harbour, in Antigua, and there were a lot of boats. I saw the front of a wooden boat, close up. It had a really long pole sticking straight out from the front and there were lots of ropes and rigging. It had gouges down the side. I am not sure whether two boats collided, whether it was shipwrecked, whether I was pushed in the water, or whether I jumped, but I ended up in the sea. I remember being on a sandy beach and I could see a hole and a pile of sand, as if I had just dug something up. I had a vision of someone tied, by their feet, hanging off the back of a boat. Their head was beneath the sea as the boat moved along.
The time before, I had seen myself on a beach and felt like it was the Caribbean. I had a white shirt on and 3/4 trousers. I remember being underwater and a turtle swimming above me. I now feel that the second meditation was linked to the first . I am hoping my next attempt will reveal even more detail.
I have tried to do some research about the things I saw. The style of boat, dress and the type of punishment (which I now know to be keel hauling) were all around in 1815. It's nice to have these things validated.