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Post by msmir on Oct 18, 2010 12:12:45 GMT -5
The reason I have not posted a memories thread sooner is because I have very little of them because of being so young when I died in my last life. However, now some are starting to come to me. And one thing that started to trigger some faint memories which bits and pieces of them come clearer is when Block 2 of Auschwitz was mentioned.. which was the children's block. I do have some memories now.. I was just over 4, and was playing with other children. Some of these children I had met up in this life as well. We were given instruments (not toys) to use... because the Nazis wanted us to do plays for them and entertain them in some sick way. So some children were not immediately sent to the left (later on I did end up in the experimental labs though) And I did get along with the children for the most part but there was ONE girl in particular now I am having a few memories of really not getting along with. In fact we used to get into cat fights, like hair pulling and all of that (that seems to be coming to me more).. and one of my favorite psychics *wink* even saw her stealing bread from me. Well.. I did unfortunately come across her in this life too...and she is not at all popular. And... because she is still such a brat lol I still wanna punch her in the face LOLOL! I know, I am failing the lesson on forgiveness in her case.. but she does make it pretty hard! I am not the only one who feels this way too!
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Post by Laurasia on Oct 18, 2010 13:28:25 GMT -5
Hi MsMir. Thank you for sharing those memories with us. I expect that what you do remember probably is rather muddled due to your having been such a young age. It's like trying to remember your current life from such a young age...things tend to get muddled until a certain age. Isn't that girl the same brat that you crossed paths with in your Victorian lifetime as well? If so, yeah, I would say that you've got some issues with forgiving her to work through. (Not that I'm the one to talk about having luck with forgiving others that is! LOL!) Hopefully you will keep having memories come through. Sincerely, Laurasia
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Post by sweetlunapie on Oct 18, 2010 14:04:56 GMT -5
How degrading that they made you do plays...
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Post by msmir on Oct 18, 2010 14:13:00 GMT -5
Yes it sure was degrading that they made us do plays for them. And Laurasia, actually no it wasn't that one if you are thinking about the prostitute who I mocked in England. But yes.. it is hard to remember a life that was ended at such a young age.. doesn't the long term memory start forming around 4.5 years of age? I know I was 5 when I died... so that would explain it. But I also think that for the longest time I blocked out what little I did remember for understandable reasons.
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Post by Laurasia on Oct 18, 2010 14:44:29 GMT -5
Oh okay, then it wasn't the same soul. It does seem the proper forgiveness, as a whole, is something you & I both need to work on in our lives. Oh I have no doubt that your mind blocked much of it out in order to protect your growing pyche. Sincerely, Laurasia
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Post by lulz on Oct 18, 2010 23:55:04 GMT -5
It's great to hear you're beginning to remember some things! Forgiveness is something I need to learn to work on as well, and did back then. I was always quite stubborn and always wanted to prove a point when someone angered me back then, much like now.
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Post by Iseke on Oct 19, 2010 1:13:30 GMT -5
My issue as well! Probably my biggest!
But, wow...thank you for sharing and how tough it must have been to be so young...
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Post by privatetucker on Oct 19, 2010 6:40:07 GMT -5
Yeah, I can imagine it must have been difficult to remember things back then--hell, I can't even remember much from that age this time around. And since you were a child your mind then was probably blocking out a lot of that anyway as protection from things you didn't quite understand yet. =/
I've never heard of Nazis forcing the children to do plays before but that's just wrong on so many levels...makes me feel a little sick on the inside just thinking about it.
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Post by mccoyxyz on Oct 19, 2010 9:17:53 GMT -5
I have only heard of plays in Therisienstadt, but then it's likely it was done elsewhere too. Perhaps some places on a more formal basis and others on a more ad hoc basis, that is some low level SS person dreams up the idea.
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Post by msmir on Oct 19, 2010 12:18:56 GMT -5
Yes, I know that I did block out the horrible memories on top of being a child, so that is why I used to not remember anything. When I went for a past life regression in 2005, I got nothing of my life in Auschwitz.. I mean I drew a blank and I immediately started remembering my Victorian life! At that time I was still not ready to accept my past!
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Post by Miss Bothmann on Oct 20, 2010 11:31:52 GMT -5
Thanks for sharing miriam. I must admit that when I read that they used to force you to perform for them, it made me nauseous. As for forgiveness, I believe that is something that everyone has to work on on some level. (myself DEFINITLY included)
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Post by msmir on Oct 20, 2010 12:18:54 GMT -5
Forgiveness is something that I think is a challenge for everyone really! Some less than others if quite evolved but it's one of those lessons that always pops up because it is so hard to do. But I am better at it than I used to be. We always have to keep in mind forgiving is not setting the wrong-doer free, it's setting YOURSELF free so you don't have to carry the pain around but.. still, SO hard to do. And yep they did force children to do that. The sad thing is, in my Victorian life I used to write poetry. The Nazis forced us to read poems for them too. Today, even though I love to write I CANNOT stand poetry! So my love for poetry in previous lives was taken away too.
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Post by Miss Bothmann on Oct 20, 2010 12:27:45 GMT -5
That is truly sad because poetry can be so beautiful. Maybe someday, whether in this life or the next, you can recapture that love again.
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Post by msmir on Oct 20, 2010 12:44:40 GMT -5
I know, I also want to look at this life being an opportunity for me to use other methods of writing though. But maybe sometime later on, in this life or the next I will start warming up to poetry again.
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Post by msmir on Oct 25, 2010 16:13:47 GMT -5
Before the night I was taken by the SS, when my apartment was broken into, I have faint memories of putting my stuffed bear in the bottom drawer, next to the quilt which had tinges of blue, turquoise and green, neatly folded. The drawer was blond like the floors in my room. That was it Very sad, and the funny thing is, I do remember having that dream when I was probably about 6.
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