sweet dreams, they say. and in return i'll say, they're never sweet but thanks anyway.
my dream last night was interesting. it was during WWII in germany during the holocost. And I was in this house. They were starting to gather up people out of the houses like you hear about. But I wasn't quite ready to go yet. So I made my way up some spiral wooden stairs because I was going to look at the books they had. or some other little trinkets that were in these rooms. And I also knew I needed to sneak away without anyone seeing so I could find a good place to hide. I found was going through the rooms and saw a few places, but kept searching. But then I started to hear the men's military voices and knew I needed to find a place quickly. I was right by a chair, and decided I should be still so they wouldn't hear, and hopefully wouldn't suspect me. (I think I was unconciously processing my panic attack because I remember that my heart started beating like it had that day) A few minutes later they turned on the light (I guess i was in a a dark room) and captured me to take me away with the others. and the man that took me, strangely was saying kind words, even though he knew he was taking me away someplace not so kind.
i liked that i remembered this much of it.. usually i forget
i feel like death warmed over a heavy laden heart
with lead in my arms and my shoulders and my neck.
someone told me, its because of the retrograde
that's why everything has been so tired, and difficult and trying as of late.
who else wants to go home? or to find out where that is? i'm tired of travelling. settle my soul. i want to go home.
my dream last night was interesting. it was during WWII in germany during the holocost. And I was in this house. They were starting to gather up people out of the houses like you hear about. But I wasn't quite ready to go yet. So I made my way up some spiral wooden stairs because I was going to look at the books they had. or some other little trinkets that were in these rooms. And I also knew I needed to sneak away without anyone seeing so I could find a good place to hide. I found was going through the rooms and saw a few places, but kept searching. But then I started to hear the men's military voices and knew I needed to find a place quickly. I was right by a chair, and decided I should be still so they wouldn't hear, and hopefully wouldn't suspect me. (I think I was unconciously processing my panic attack because I remember that my heart started beating like it had that day) A few minutes later they turned on the light (I guess i was in a a dark room) and captured me to take me away with the others. and the man that took me, strangely was saying kind words, even though he knew he was taking me away someplace not so kind.
i liked that i remembered this much of it.. usually i forget
i feel like death warmed over a heavy laden heart
with lead in my arms and my shoulders and my neck.
someone told me, its because of the retrograde
that's why everything has been so tired, and difficult and trying as of late.
who else wants to go home? or to find out where that is? i'm tired of travelling. settle my soul. i want to go home.
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Just an idea, and I'm not promoting this exclusively, but have you ever given thought to past lives or cellular memory. That dream seems really specific. It might be something deep inside from a "past incarnation" or DNA information, and that might explain some of your on-going panic.
I'm just asking because this rang a bell. My recent -ex- suffered panic attacks and went through past life regression to maybe help, and discovered a big Nazi tie-in that was rolling over into present day. When I read this, it made me think of her situation.
I'm not a nut, just offering suggestion.
Drop me a line if you need to talk about this or anything else, or just want a new friend.
rain.