posted August 10, 2006 09:44 PM         

I just really need someone's help/insight, because this is something that's been troubling me.

A couple of nights ago, while lost in that stage between sleep and being awake, I had a...vision. I'm not sure what else to call it, frankly. It was a man dressed in a red coat with a tall black hat. He was standing in my doorway--the doorway to a house I've never seen in this lifetime, anyway. I killed him with his sword--just ran him through his middle with it.

And then I woke up.

I guess my question is, could this be some sort of past life memory? I have this feeling that the man in the vision is someone who has only recently come into my life but we have some weird links in our charts that point to past life involvement (my south node conjunct his moon; his vertex conjunct my ascendant, mars, venus; his ascendant conjunct my vertex and north node; his saturn square my sun--these are past life links, right?) and it's been bugging me. And when I think of this person, I get this sharp pain in my chest, like a physical manifestation of heartache and sorrow.

What gives? Am I crazy, putting way too much into this? Anyone else experienced something similar?

posted August 11, 2006 04:31 AM         

The astrological stuff, I don't know, but I'll take your word for it. All of the other stuff, well, I don't think you are crazy and you probably have not put "way too much" into this.

You had a 'vision' which meant something to you, you felt a connection with it, and you have some feelings about what it specifically means, perhaps even some intuitive sense of it ... I cannot say that it is so in your case, but if I were in your shoes, that would be enough for me, on a personal level, to think as you are thinking.

It is certainly enough to keep an open mind to, and to encourage the further revealing of information about. Perhaps you will dream of more.

What do you think?

posted August 11, 2006 08:39 PM         

Cardinalgal--OMG, how did you know? That's exactly what I saw. Exactly. I'm guessing it's a British soldier of some sort, but don't know for sure.

posted August 14, 2006 05:47 PM         

I do know that this man in my dream meant a great deal to me--a lover, or perhaps my husband? Not clear on that--but I have no idea why I would have killed him.

I had a feeling this was late 18th century. That you confirmed it for me is giving me chills.

posted August 14, 2006 07:20 PM         

It just reminded me of my partner's recurring dream when he was little. He's from a Scottish family but when he was little he hadn't yet visited Scotland or heard many (if any) of the history/stories.

He kept having a dream of being dressed in the old Jacobean style of highland dress and standing in a line with hundreds of other men ready to fight. They were facing rows and rows of British Government soldiers across a large boggy field. All of a sudden the cry came to charge and he ran forwards toward the soldiers. He said he was to the right of the men giving the order to charge, (an important point which I'll explain later.)

They were bombarded with cannon fire and musket shot, the ground was almost impossible to run on because it was too boggy and eventually, they were ordered to retreat. So he ran back the way he had come, stumbling over bodies and trying to get away to safety.

He said he remembers finding a ditch in front of a wall and there were bodies in the ditch, one of which he pulled on top of him to hide him from the soldiers that came after them. He kept as still as he could and tried to play dead but the soldiers rolled the body off him and he said he remembers staring up into the soldier's face and feeling terrified. The soldiers drew his bayonet and stabbed him through the rib, and here's the horrid part... Garry could feel the cold steel and the sensation of the bayonet being twisted and then yanked out! (There is actually one rib on the lower right side of his ribcage that sticks up at an odd angle, slightly protruding and he's never broken or damaged any ribs in this lifetime.) Then he'd wake up sweating and shaking as you can imagine. An awful dream for a young boy to keep having. An awful one for anyone to keep having! He still shakes to this day if he sees an image of a redcoat soldier.

A little later on, he was taken to visit his relatives in Inverness and they all went to Culloden battlefield for the day. As soon as he got there, Garry said the dream came flooding back to him and he was able to navigate his way around the battlefield telling his family where everything was, and correctly identifying where each clan had stood/fallen in battle. Bear in mind he'd never been there before so it was quite an odd experience for him. And then he found the wall, or what was left of it!

Not many members of Garry's clan fought at Culloden as they didn't think much of Bonnie Prince Charlie and so stayed out of it, but a few were there because of their attachments and loyalty to other clansmen. The place that Garry was standing in the dream was exactly where those members of his clan who were present were standing... at the right hand of the clan chief. However this was not where they were supposed to be in the clan pecking order, and it was only because of the Irish general commanding them that day that the orders were mixed up. He didn't understand the Highland way of fighting and so not only were they in the wrong positions, but they couldn't do a proper Highland charge because of the awful ground he'd chosen to fight on!

The reason I asked about the house is because after the battle, the soldiers chased any fleeing clansmen into the nearby villages and they slaughtered men, women and children indiscriminately. So it just stuck in my head as an image of soldiers raiding your house and you managing to kill him before he could kill you perhaps? From what you've said now though, I don't think that's the story but it's worth looking at the war of Independance to see if you can find any likely links there? Good luck and do let me know if you find anything.