Ugh! I am back- I was out there for 41/2 hours cleaning the inside of DHs boat! Thank goodness it is only 20'!
OK- my past life story-- I always wondered why I was obsessed with Early American things, pictures, furniture, houses, old places, and of course the Revolutionary War- no other war, just that one. It was an odd feeling- not in a bad way, more .....comforting.
A few years ago, I went to a woman that I found while at what you might call a "health" fair ? I know a girl who does Reiki and she asked me to check it out b/c she was doing some work there.
BTW- I also had Reiki done a few times- anyone else??
Back to my story- I met this woman who did Past Life Regression at this fair- got her card and ended up going to her.
When I fisr started the session, I was seeing some things here and there, but nothing emotional, but, the last one was filled with so much emotion, the only way I could explain it was.....it was real!
I saw an old mansion with pillars. It was night and I could see the light shining through the windows from the outside. It was some kind of "dance" I was at. I had a velvet dress on. There were men from the war all around- they were dressed well- it seemed they were soldiers, officers etc. They were dressed in Revolutionary War uniforms. I can "feel" the power in the room. (that was weird b/c the feelings were so real!)
I can feel that I was drawn to a man in a uniform and when the woman who was doing my past life asked me who he was, all I could say was, Commander. I can
feel that he was very important. While I was telling her this, the feeling I had in the pit of my stomach was unbelievable- it felt like, when you are in a new relationship and the guy gives you - THOSE butterflies just by looking at you! THAT was the feeling I was getting.
I then remember being in my home (with this man) some time had passed and we must have gotten married. I was looking at a large table, we were having a dinner party- but all I could see was gold! All the forks, knives, and a few other things on the table were, gold. (the woman) asked me what was being served. And without missing a beat, I said, pheasant and peanut soup! Who says they are eating pheasant and peanut soup? She asked me how I felt. Well- I almost started crying b/c I had this overwhelming feeling of happiness! I was giggling almost to the point of crying! The happiness was so....strong! Again, I can feel the power at the table, there were a lot of important men there.
Then things got less clear. No real detail. I still did not know this man's name. I remember I had one son and he also ended up being important, or in power. I remember being older, and waiting outside for my husband to return, he was gone for along time. But I am not sure where he was.
And that is all I could remember- the only reason I say this could be true is b/c of the feelings I was getting were so real- you could not have that kind of emotion just by "thinking" of something-
I would say up to almost a year later I was still getting feelings of "missing" someone! It was such a sad, sad feeling, like I wanted to "
go home"
Welcome aboard! I have to ask, it's the antiquer in me, are those the original frames too?)
Wow, this thread is popular. 
(stage fright!)
....and obvious, stick a plant in it.
Who knows, maybe they just want to get rid of it. You know what they say about other people's trash!
SHE is the weird one!
