kemetic18
Senior Registered
I have always been strongly drawn to the American Revolutionary War time period and since I was about 9 or 10 believed I did live then. I actually remember when I was a kid and some days (particularly in the fall) I had this strong feeling of remembering and I called these "Massachusetts days" but I could not come up with any actual memories, just feelings.
Then when I was about 12 or so, my class went on a field trip to a revolutionary war battlefield. We were walking through an old colonial house and I had this very quick memory of being intimate with a British soldier. It really disturbed because I didn't know why that would have popped so vividly into my head.
So, recently I tried meditating on that lifetime and this is what I've found. I love any comments or thoughts on it.
I was a young woman and could see my dress was brown, maybe linen with laces up the front and cords holding the skirt up with white sleeves. We lived in a small house somewhere in New England (I tried to ask for clarity but nothing was coming). It was definitely a rural area, no other houses nearby.
I was married and had a baby but was very young, just a teenager. It seemed like my husband and I lived with my family and there were lots of siblings. I couldn't see anyone's face clearly but I don't think they are anyone whose in my life today. It was a very happy feeling, there seemed to be a lot of love in the family.
It seemed like at some point my husband and father were off fighting in the war. I then saw myself then with the British soldier - it was stupid and the regret and shame I felt for being unfaithful was horrible.
During another meditation, I saw a later date in this lifetime. My husband was there and we had more children. I am not completely sure but it seemed like I had had a child by the British soldier and my sister was raising him as her own so my husband wouldn't know. Again I felt so ashamed and guilty. I was thinking something like "i won't make them mad again".
The name Sarah stuck in my head but I don't know if that was my name or my sister's name. This memory would actually explain somethings in my life now. I've always been super careful of not doing anything that my family wouldn't approve of. I can't stand for them to be disappointed in me or upset with me.
The relationship between me (in that lifetime) and my sister must have been strong. I don't claim to know much about social customs at the time but if people thought the sister had a child out of wedlock, I could image her chances at marriage would be ruined. Yet it seemed she helped me. I find that really interesting.
I really want to find out more about this lifetime, maybe some place names to see if there is any way I could research it more.
Then when I was about 12 or so, my class went on a field trip to a revolutionary war battlefield. We were walking through an old colonial house and I had this very quick memory of being intimate with a British soldier. It really disturbed because I didn't know why that would have popped so vividly into my head.
So, recently I tried meditating on that lifetime and this is what I've found. I love any comments or thoughts on it.
I was a young woman and could see my dress was brown, maybe linen with laces up the front and cords holding the skirt up with white sleeves. We lived in a small house somewhere in New England (I tried to ask for clarity but nothing was coming). It was definitely a rural area, no other houses nearby.
I was married and had a baby but was very young, just a teenager. It seemed like my husband and I lived with my family and there were lots of siblings. I couldn't see anyone's face clearly but I don't think they are anyone whose in my life today. It was a very happy feeling, there seemed to be a lot of love in the family.
It seemed like at some point my husband and father were off fighting in the war. I then saw myself then with the British soldier - it was stupid and the regret and shame I felt for being unfaithful was horrible.
During another meditation, I saw a later date in this lifetime. My husband was there and we had more children. I am not completely sure but it seemed like I had had a child by the British soldier and my sister was raising him as her own so my husband wouldn't know. Again I felt so ashamed and guilty. I was thinking something like "i won't make them mad again".
The name Sarah stuck in my head but I don't know if that was my name or my sister's name. This memory would actually explain somethings in my life now. I've always been super careful of not doing anything that my family wouldn't approve of. I can't stand for them to be disappointed in me or upset with me.
The relationship between me (in that lifetime) and my sister must have been strong. I don't claim to know much about social customs at the time but if people thought the sister had a child out of wedlock, I could image her chances at marriage would be ruined. Yet it seemed she helped me. I find that really interesting.
I really want to find out more about this lifetime, maybe some place names to see if there is any way I could research it more.