A Past Life

[wayne]

I don’t know what your beliefs are on reincarnation but for myself, I have always wondered if my migraines were either hereditary or brought over from a previous life. I say previous life because not only do I believe in reincarnation, but have experienced it on two separate occasions.

The reason for my thoughts on this was brought about after an experience I had some ten or so years back. It started one night as I sat in meditation, an inner vision opened in seeing a soft brown skin man with shaven head who looked to be a monk. He was dressed in a yellow robe and sitting either in lotus position or cross-legged. (I was an observer witnessing all this from different viewpoints.)

As my vision scanned all around him I could see that he was sitting on a steep hill which was vastly covered in little yellow flowers of some sought. It was truly a beautiful sight to behold much like sitting in a movie theatre watching it all on the big screen.

At first I thought this monk was making contact with me from the spirit realm, but then I realised this was not the case but something much more profound. As I became the watcher, or rather the “witness” to this unravelling drama taking place, I suddenly lost all consciousness and became totally absorbed in it.

I watched the monk closely and seemed to feel a kinship with him. He had his eye’s closed and I could tell he was in a deep meditative state. His head was slightly tilted back and I could even see the glint of sunlight reflecting off his smooth brown face and head.

His yellow robe covered his entire body including his feet leaving only his head to be bathed in sunlight. As my vision scanned the landscape from where he sat, all about was nothing but little yellow flowers spread out everywhere in all directions as far as the eye could see.

Only by looking hard would a little green be seen under the covering of flowers. The beauty of this scene put me so at ease I was lost in it. Here I could have remained forever in this perfect state of tranquility. It was as if my consciousness was floating just above this beautiful landscape where it drifted in all directions without any effort of its own.

Then all at once and without warning (I) became aware of a grave concern, or better still, a concern that came to me from the consciousness of the monk. It seemed my consciousness was connected to his somehow.

In great haste the monk raised himself to his feet and ran some distance to where he came to a large wooden double door. This door was huge and very old and it was dark in colour. In some places it was near black, in fact it looked to be part petrified from age. I never saw what he entered but assumed it to be a temple of some kind. As my vision followed him inside this temple I saw him fall to his knees before a great golden statue of Buddha.

There he clasped his hands together as if in prayer with head bowed. Then within a few moments he raised himself high up on his knees and clasped his hands in front of his chest. Then he focused his vision hard on the Buddha with half closed eye's.

My heart began to pound as I felt great anxiety rise up within (me) - and I knew he was experiencing this also. As the monk sat there on raised knees a huge Mongolian man entered and stood directly behind the kneeling monk. He was clad from head to foot in fur clothing and had a snarl expression on his bearded face. Then I saw the eyes of the monk widen as if in fright of what was to come. This huge Mongolian man very slowly raised a double headed axe as if trying hard to cause great fear within the monk before he brought it down.

The monk's gaze never wavered from the gold statue but held firmly to the vision of Buddha, then swiftly the axe came down upon the head of the poor monk.

Just before the axe hit I was jolted out of this experience. I could not shake the feeling that this monk was me in another life. When I saw the monk sitting in meditation my first thoughts were, Tibet. The huge man who took the life of the monk I thought was Chinese, but with some investigation I discovered that long ago Tibet was invaded by the Mongolians.

Now here is where it gets strange; I have suffered with migraine headaches all my life, but ever since this experience I have never had another migraine, which now makes me wonder if my headaches were the cause of not hereditary but due to what happened in a previous life.

And here is another thought, while working on the railway lines back in the early eighties, I was standing on a small hill looking down talking to the foreman and three other workers, when all of a sudden there was a loud clap of thunder. Those I was looking down at all together put their hands over their heads and bent down fast as if to avoid something.

Then that something hit the top of my head (on the crown area) - hard with great force causing my legs to buckle from the impact. The foreman and the others workers were incredibly over excited of what they had just witnessed, they could not stop talking about the lightning they saw come down and strike my head. It was not until the next day around 10:00am that I had to go home due to an enormous headache, a late concussion.

I am now in my late fifties, its only through the cutting of my hair in keeping it very short that I have discovered something unusual. On the crown of my head I have numerous markings where one looks very much like a scar caused by an axe. I have (never) had any head injuries in my life so I have ruled that out. Could it be something brought over from a previous life. I wonder???

I have tried many times to get the answer to this in meditation but fail everytime. It seems I will be given more on this when the time is right, I just have to have patience.


Now here is another but only short:

The second and more recent past life experience was when I was in India on the 6th June (2010).
I remembered sitting in my room meditating when I had a vision of an incredible beautiful colour. This vision opened up in revealing a deep dark purple, a very royal colour it was.

I scribbled down in haste of what I received that day after meditation; but only now do I wish that I had paid more attention to the “messenger” and not just to the message.
There is no way I could identify or describe to you who this was, as only the colour was given me and not the person in question. When I asked for the name I received … AHVIK.

The following is the message:

He told me that he and I were very close in another lifetime. We were Kashmerians and both lived in the Himalayan hills.
He told me to try harder in my spiritual practices. He also said I had gained much spiritual knowledge in my last life; try to bring it into fruition in this life (he said). It’s all there but must be worked on.

That’s all I wrote in my diary that day. I cannot remember if anything else was said. After I returned to Australia I googled the name AHVIK to see what comes up. It seems my pronunciation is wrong as there is no H in the name. Below is what I googled.

Name: Avik
Gender: Masculine
Location: India
Language: Indian (Sanskrit)
Thematic: Unknown Thematic
Meaning: The one who doesn't fear

[subsidinginsanity]

I get sever stomach cramps on occassion. I've been to the doctors and had the tests and nothing. Do you reckon last life I went around punching people in the stomach?

[wayne]

Thank you!

[sparklekaz]

Dear Neon,

I found this post very interesting, as reincarnation - past life is a very big interest of mine. I really enjoy reading about the experiences of others, who have had any recall, visions or dreams about past life events.

Dr Brian Weiss has written several books on the subject of regression and past life recall. which Many Live, Many Masters was the first. I found his work fascinating mainly because as a scientist foremost and medical MD as well as a qualified psychologist, he approached the subject scientifically. In as much as he recorded the details of his subjects past life experiences and ruled out first any kind of other explanation for their recall. Such as mental health problems, previous knowledge gained through study or linguistic ability for those who had recall and with the memory of the language of their previous birth. Which for me, gave his findings far more credibility. As I am sure you have found yourself, there is still a considerable amount of skepticism about this subject.

I mention Dr Weiss, because of his book 'Through Time Into Healing', which focuses primarily on the link between current life physical and emotional health problems to past life events, which you have referred to in your post. It is well worth a read. Another well documented case about past life is Jenny Cockell. "Jenny was just an ordinary Northamptonshire housewife. She was also a mother of two children, But there was nothing ordinary about her. Over the next few years, she not only believed that she had lived before, as an Irish woman called Mary Sutton who was born in 1897, but she 'found' her children still living in Ireland". This is a story, which defies even the most die hard skeptics out there. Not only are some of her 'children' still living, but she meets them and they are convinced from the information that she was able to give them, that she was their mother. Its a very touching story, and well worth reading.

I found your past life experiences fascinating Neon. I have had dreams and visions in meditation that I have wondered, if they were past life experiences, as they were so vivid. But they are hard to prove. Sometimes, I think we just have to go with what feels right for us. If it is a genuine experience I think it leaves an impression upon us that is hard to shake and how it makes us feel, I believe is proof enough that there is credence to it in some form.

I have had very vivid dreams of living in Ancient Egypt. Many dreams in have been in rooms surrounded by papyrus scrolls with hieroglyphs on and have gazed upon walls lit by a golden light with line upon line of this ancient writing, which I felt I could read in the dream but on waking could not remember. One dream I was working with two other people upon the bodies of the dead. I was using a long thin needle type instrument to extract matter from the head of the body. I can remember putting this matter into special jars. It was a very gory dream, which I the dreamer recoiled at. Yet in the dream, it seemed very natural. I believe I may have had a previous life where I took part in the mummification and funeral rites of the dead and worked in the temple.

On another occasion, I was meditating and had a very clear impression of myself running through a dense forest, the tree's were tall and thin and it seemed to be winter time. It was very cold and there were no leaves on the trees. I had two children with me, a toddler that I carried and another child of about 4 or 5 that was holding my hand. Around me I could see others, like me fleeing through the forest and others like me with children. I remember running hard, and then finding myself stood in front of what looked like a natural crevice or ditch though it might have been man made. I remember holding my children close and looking back in great fear. Then feeling myself pitching forward into darkness. I believe and I may be wrong, but it feels right somehow, that it was around the time of the second world war and I was some kind of refugee we were being hunted and we were all killed. Was it wartime, I believe so. Was I a Jewess or another persecuted person I don't know. But I feel I was.

I have other memories of being high up in a mountainous region, living in a temple or monastery that is built into rock. I remember going out to ring a bell and being able to look far into the distance and only seeing mountain tops and ranges. I was a man and believed I was living a very hard reclusive life. One of a community. But that is all I can remember. Sometimes it is very frustrating, we are given snippets. But then I understand we are given enough but not too much so that it doesn't intrude on our present lives. For though I do believe, past life does have significance in this life. It is now, this life that we have to focus on and deal with.

Thank you so much for sharing your experiences with us. I look forward to hearing more.

Love and light
Kaz

[wayne]

Thanks for your reply kaz …

Skeptism, yes I can accept that, but sarcasm is something else.

[sparklekaz]

Dear neon,

I just rise above that kind of thing Neon, as I am sure you do. There are many, many people out there, that can relate to a lot of what you have said.

I for one am very glad that you are sharing your experiences. You know what they say, "Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt". Abraham Lincoln

Love and light
Kaz

[wayne]

Yes, a great man he was at a time when needed. And a beautiful quote!

Maybe I have been too forward in telling things without thinking of the consequences that may follow.
Though it is a shame that most cannot accept that such things are achievable in life if pursued with love and devotion for God, and, with SELF-EFFORT. Effort is a must, as one cannot sit idle and expect things to fall into their laps. It MUST be realised that things just don’t happen that way, it must be worked for.

Anyway I think I have said enough on this, thank you again Kaz.

[gruntal]

As a very young kid I was given a plastic push toy; it was a yellow trolley car and when you pushed it along the carpet the people inside would sway back and forth. I still remember how I loved that toy! By kindergarten I was taking the caboose toys and trying to play with them on the play roads set up for us. One kid reprimanded me because he said it belonged on a track. I protested it was a streetcar and naturally went down the street but he didn't even know what a trolley car was. But I never thought of this as a past memory; it was just love at first sight. I actually knew nothing about them but did learn things traction oriented all by myself. My parents humored me until they realized what I was up to.

Ding ding! Coming forward! Ding ding ding (that means backing up).

And why do you push the reverser key forward on a trolley to achieve the same thing by pulling the gear shift lever back on an automobile? Do I live in two worlds ?!

As far as any recollection of the past or strange unexplained manifestations: don't I wish. Then I could have something to brag about. I don't. Was I a hermit in the past? Caveman? Nothing? What am I doing now? How will that play in my future? Like speaking in tongues I don't and can't. Is it possible to be a new incarnation - perpetually afraid of the monster under the bed until he grows up a bit and gains some self confidence?

The thought occurred to me I actually am actively denying my past with an unexplained vengeance. I am so mixed up.

What if you experienced amnesia in a past life? I might have a vague memory of that....

[cyberangel]

Dear Neon,

First of all I want to say Thank You for sharing, I have learnt never to worry about what others may think of me, as they will think it regardless, you need only stay true to yourself and to your experiences

What an interesting post and an amazing experience. I will share a dream that has haunted me nearly my whole life from such a young age to recent years. Although I have not dreamt this dream for a few years now, the memory of it in my dreams still makes me shudder....

I dream of our local hotel in our village. It has a long history connected to the railway that used to run past it. Anyway in my dreams I am a young servant or maid in the hotel approx aged 16 or 17. I am dressed in a long black dress with a while pinafore/apron. Sometimes I have a white hat on, you know the one with the frills all the way around. Anyway, the dream usually starts off in the kitchen of this hotel where there are many others working. I can see my young hands either kneading or rolling what looks like dough on a worn wooden table. I can feel that it is taking me a lot of effort to knead and roll out all this dough.

My dream then takes a more sinister feeling to it. I look up from my work and the kitchen is completely empty. I mean no one is there except for me. This makes me feel uncomfortable and I leave where I am to go look where everyone has gone. It is eerily quiet. I can hear my foot steps on the floor tiles as I scurry around the kitchen trying to find the others or trying to work out how to get out of the kitchen. I realise at some point that it’s not just the kitchen that’s empty but the whole hotel. I am scared and alone. As I look for a way out it grows darker. I fear the shadows in the kitchen.

I can see by the light of the windows that it’s dusk outside although the windows are high and I can’t see out of them. I can feel this panic come over me now as I need to escape this kitchen before it’s completely dark. (Even now I can feel that fear as I am telling you this and I have goosebumps) I realise that I am NOT on my own....there is a presence there with me, watching. I cannot tell if it is human or spirit there (but I feel it is human) but it makes me feel very scared and threatened. This is not a good presence and I know that it means to hurt or kill me.

I am franticly looking for an exit now and I see a old worn wooden spiral staircase. I start to go down and down below the kitchen, it is getting darker and darker. I can feel like the walls are closing in on me. I feel like I am being chased but without seeing anything chase me. I feel like something is closing in on me. As I go down and down and round and round that wooden staircase I am aware I am going deeper and deeper into the darkness. I am scared beyond belief and I am shaking. I’m nearly at the bottom when......I wake up!

I always wake up in a cold sweat and it takes me ages to be able to shift that awful feeling of being chased and nearly caught. I have had this dream from as far back as I can remember, as young as maybe 6 or 7 years old. This dream always starts off the same where there are people around then they just vanish and the chase begins. Sometimes I am in the hotel lobby or the kitchen or the gardens but I always end up on that staircase running down and down into the darkness. Always, with something about to catch me!

Now the thing is I have always had a fear of the dark from a baby to this very day. I don’t feel comfortable in the dark. If there is a sudden power cut or anything like that I freeze up and panic. I am getting better at going outside with a light but it’s difficult for me and takes me a lot of strength to do it. It does help when I call on my angels but the fear is still very much there and real.

I have tried to look into the history of the hotel and I have found a few things out. It was built in 1897. It was either connected with or part of the Great Western Railway. I have tried to googles the servants’ uniforms of what they were like back then but I can’t find any records or images of them.

There is folklore and tales of the hotel being haunted but most places with long histories have that connected to them. I don’t know whether the hotel is haunted or not. I know that I am not totally comfortable in the hotel even today, but it is completely different now to what it looks like in my dream. I get a feeling that something bad happened there and was either covered up or no one knew. It is a beautiful hotel now.

I guess I am wondering if my fear of the darkness comes from some experience I had in a previous life connected with the hotel. I hope that by me telling this the dreams/nightmares don’t start again. Anyway I just wanted to share it with you.

Again Neon, I also enjoy reading your experiences and I don’t always reply to your posts because I feel there is nothing I can add to them but I still enjoy reading them and am very thankful to you sharing your personal experiences with us.

Love and Light my friend

Lorraine

[wayne]

A very interesting dream indeed cyberangel ...
Thank you ..... for sharing.

You have prompted me to tell yet another. I'm sure all have heard the name - Paramahansa Yogananda; and I'm sure you all have read in my earlier posts about great ones who come to our aide with encouragement, and at times do help to lighten our load when we put effort into our practices?

Take life as a classroom as I have said before; when the student puts effort into his studies the teacher then approaches and gives guidance when necessary. But sadly many in today’s classrooms prefer to misbehave and ignore their conscience. So what happens is they must either repeat the same class or even sink to a lower one.

This (DREAM) experience occurred a few years back where I was fully aware of my surroundings and of the person I was with. As mentioned before I have documented many experiences over the years and have offered them for those who may be able to take something from them, and that is my only intention.

Though I want to bring to EVERYONE’S attention - I am not giving these stories just for fun as if I have nothing else to do in my life, and I am certainly not trying to seek attention for myself; if that was the case then surely I would be displaying my full identity – wouldn’t I?

And please don’t think there is resentment in my voice because truly there is not. I just want to make myself very clear.

I found this forum and felt to give something that may help lift some minds and that’s all. If anyone can find fault in what I write then I guess that is their problem and they must deal with that themselves. We have all journeyed to a spiritual forum at this time (The God Light) ... what a most appropriate name it is;

Why have we come here? is it because we are in search of something that we are not sure of? if so, then lets pray that we find the answers here that will help us in life and prepare us for the other.

I will remain here only until I feel it’s time to leave. While I am here at present though, all I want to tell is what’s possible and what we can win if we have a will to try.

Skeptism, as I have said, that I can accept. I cannot force another to believe in what I write and tell about, but only ask that (you) look deeply into all that I say and ask your conscience, (the inner voice) to help you decide.

[sparklekaz]

Dear Lorraine.. I was fascinated reading your dream as I was by Neon's meditation. It really does sound like a past life memory, rather then just an ordinary dream, not that dreams are ever ordinary.

Like Neon's, your recall goes into great depth and shows such clarity. To still remember it clearly after all this time again is another sign that it is more then it appears. Its interesting that it has kept recurring over time. This for me is saying that there is something within the dream, a message or an explanation for you. It may well have a connection to your fear of the dark. I liked it that you tried to get some background information about the place. You are fortunate that you are so near to it. Keep digging!!

I used to wake up in the night and could swear I could smell smoke and something burning. No one smoked in the house so it wasn't that. I would smell it so strongly, I would get up and check the whole house before being able to go back to sleep. I have noticed it happens more if I am feeling particular anxious or stressed. Have you noticed any connection like this yourself to your dream. Does stress bring it on do you think? So far I have had no past life memory of a fire or being in a fire. But wonder if there is a past life connection to it.

Neon..The whole purpose of this forum, is to provide a place where people who are searching can come and ask their questions. Share their own experiences, and if it is appropriate and the time is right, learn from each other. As you said in your message, "Why have we come here? is it because we are in search of something that we are not sure of? if so, then lets pray that we find the answers here that will help us in life and prepare us for the other".

I never think about how my words are received, I just put them out there, and if they resonate with someone or come at the right time for them, I am happy. Because there have been many times, I have heard or read something that has come at just the right time for me. I have to say, a negative reaction or response is the exception here rather then the rule. Most come in the spirit of fellowship and sharing.

Do not let careless or unthought out words inhibit you, or cause you to hold back. For if you were not meant to share them you would have no desire to do so in the first place. That you do, for me is spirit moving. I think we all in our own way are instruments of the divine and have to be true to that.

Thank you both for sharing.

Love and light
Kaz

[cyberangel]

Dear Karen,

Thanks for the reply and I just had to reply to you as what you said has made me realise something about my dreams of the hotel. I had always had dreams about the hotel as I said earlier but when I think about it they got a lot more frequent and stronger after the hotel closed in 1990 and was left derelict until it reopened under new management in 2005.

My dreams became less and less frequent over the years as the hotel is up and running and I had my last dream approx 2 years ago. So maybe because the hotel is up and running I feel happier....only guessing at this. I feel I definately have a past connection to it for sure and in other dreams although similar hold many 'memories' for me...but always end up on them horrid stairs.

Anyway, thanks for replying to both you and neon. It is much appreciated. I will try and find out more about the hotel again....one day!

Love and Light.....and sweet dreams please god


I have just found some photos online of the Hotel...so you can get an even more sense of the place, I hope I can manage to upload them...


Hotel in 1960's

Hotel Derelict in 1990's

Hotel Reneuvated in 2005

Hotel Today 2012

Full View of Hotel 2012

[sparklekaz]

Hi Lorraine,

Wow, what a beautiful hotel. Its quite stunning. I love the last picture. You live in a beautiful part of the world.

When I was looking at the earlier pictures, especially the one I definitely got an eery feeling about them. You wouldn't think they were the same hotel would you.

I got a feeling of upstairs downstairs about it. I wonder if there was a murder there. The whole theme of your dream was very much about fear and apprehension, about fearfully watching out for someone.

Had you ever been in there when it was empty Lorraine. I'm wondering if there might be another explanation you have not thought of. If you have been in there, you might have picked up on the energy of the place and of something tragic happening there in the past. Being sensitive, if there was a spirit trapped there, it might have connected to you, and tried to tell you its story. If its not that, then maybe you do have a past life connection to the women in your dream.

Often when a building is renovated, it can actually stir up vibrations. Maybe in this instance, the renovation work released the energy of the place. Or it now looks so different to how it did in the past, it no longer has the same affect on you. If that makes sense.

Love and light
Kaz

[clara927]

Hello Neon,

Thank you for sharing this experience. By the way, all of your stories are equally as engaging and I want you to know that I appreciate everything you write.

The message that Ahvik gave to you about trying harder with your spiritual practices spoke to me the most at where I am right now. I feel when I stop trying or disregard certain things I find that things be come cloudier and I become I guess, easily "sedated" by things like tv and slowly start to forget. I feel like this post was a gentle wake up call for me. Thank you for writing this post.

[wayne]

Hi Clara .....

Let me tell you something which I feel you will know to be true;

Like you I sometimes get a little lazy, only because of the type of work I so often engage in 7 days a week, and at all hours. When I have time I will lay back in my chair and put the TV on. (Like you). Then the thought will go through my mind that I should be doing puja, (prayer - meditation etc).

But then I say to myself, I’ll just rest a while and do it later. Then all at once I will see this big flash of colour and who should I see, my loving guru reminding me not to give up. So then I happily go and do what is needed. Time goes fast clara, and we are all not getting any younger; if we stick to what we know must be done, and concentrate on God by dedicating every act, thought and word to Him, then in the end we will have no regrets and be very thankful.

Thank you

[cyberangel]

Dear Karen,

I have indeed walked right through the hotel when it was derelict and vaccant I walked right from one end to the other and was fortunate to be able to explore it in my own time and most rooms, that is most except the kitchen area...the floors were so badly damaged and rotten that entry was impossible for fear of falling through the broken floors.

I did not walk through the hotel alone though I brought my hubby with me but I must admit I felt nothing while I was there...no connection whatsoever...to my surprise! I don't think I could have attracted a spirit as I had the dreams long before I ever entered the hotel, so that rules that out for me.

I too get that feeling that it had indeed an upstairs/downstairs feel to it especially in my dreams anyway. Now behind the hotel their is the derelict train station where I have and still get an eery feeling to this very day but I have never dreamt of the train station.

I all feel that something bad happened at the hotel either someone died or there was a murder, that is very much the feeling I get within the dream. I feel that I am that poor soul that meets her demise in this hotel and it has to do with below the hotel kitchens.

There is also a lot of woods near and on the grounds of the hotel I am also in these woods sometimes in my dreams, searching for something and again a feeling of being watched. I would dearly love to know why I dream such vivid dreams about it and why they repeat over and over the same dreams.

Hopefully one day I will be able to work this out...until then I hope the dreams keep away as they are not pleasent at all and unnerve me for days afterwards. Anyway, I just wanted to answer and elaborate more on it. Thanks again for trying to help me with this but I agree I think this is more than a dream it does feel more like a memory.

Here are some photos I have found of the Railway back in 1894/97....

Control house 1894/97

Hotel Railway Station Winter 1894/97

Derelict Station as it was in 1990's

[soul33]

you might be interest in duruz culture.
duruz belive in Reincarnation and thay have lots of story from our times about it.
like boys who born and he Expert in weapons not in use in local area. and boys who remeber exacly traomatic case of dying in our time.
duruz religion is secret and when a boy get 15 the old mans teach him some things thay belive he must know. the boy decide if he want to folow the relegion studing or go on living Secular. this way duruz relegion remain secret and they have relegious leader who leads a people that is mostly Secular and they are very unite althouge living in seperate countries not friendly like sirya and israel.

[Smeets]

we have two seperate topics going here lol.

neon - i enjoy your writing. i am facinated by your spirit and the wisdom you have. i do believe in reincarnation. i don't get the laws and rules about it. though i do have a strong affinity to animals. can a human come from an animal in a past life? it is quiet possible that i was a ferret at one point and also an otter.

cyberangel - i don't know what is happening here, but i'm gonna go with it. your dream is scary. but what's weird is i have the same dream. i'm not in a hotel but everything else is similar. i'll tell you my dream and then hopefuly we can get resolution. i hope the rest of you can shed some light on this too. i'm not trying to make a mountain out of a mole hill. i just think there is something to this.

i've had this dream since i was 5.

it starts off in my house. i am doing something, usually mundane and trivial things. but the atmosphere is normal. nothing is out of the ordinary. then, without warning, and with an intense fright i see him. a dark spirit. i can't see any features. but it is in the shape of a very tall man. i am scared out of my mind. it's like i know him and he knows me. and then i run. i try to get away from him. i run upstairs or to another room or to the kitchen. he is always there though. and just when he finds me hiding and i think i am done for, i wake up.

the man in your dream seems very familiar to the man in my dream. is there some kind of connection?

i told my pastor about the dream and he hypnotized me to help me get this dark man out of my mind. i haven't had the dream since... knock on wood.

[cyberangel]

Interesting Smeets.

This has reignited my curiosity for investigating the history of the hotel and railway and the search is on...I will keep you all updated on any info or results. I hope I can discover/uncover something about this. I was talking with my mum about it today as she worked there years ago and she also remembers my dreams as a child. She can't remember any wooden steps in the kitchen area but she said doesn’t mean there wasn’t any there only that she can’t remember them, well not the way I describe them from my dream. The search continues.....

PS. I hope your dream stays away smeets and mine too!

[calvaryoakville]

Always remember that "Past is Past!" God is always there to guide us and to not lead us to any temptations that may come to us.. ALWAYS REMEMBER that there is a God that we can lean on, in times of need