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Post by msmir on Oct 23, 2010 18:42:47 GMT -5
I was a party girl and drank booze out of a lead cup one night. I passed out and was placed at the side to be watched for movement of any kind (that is where the term "wake" comes from... people stood around bodies to see if they would wake up, if not then they were buried). Well, I never woke up, and was buried alive. Apparently I was not liked because even though I kicked and screamed I was ignored. For most a bell was placed on their wrists before they were placed in the coffin. And then they would be buried. Someone who sat in the graveyard all night had the job to listen to anyone ringing from underground. That is where the term graveyard shift came from. And anyone that was saved and dug out by ringing were saved by the bell. Anyone who rang but wasn't heard was a dead ringer. Well.. I was just dead from being buried alive, with no bell. I know claustraphobia is common but... I know why I am claustraphobic (I am sure being put in the cattle cars on the way to Auschwitz in my last life did it too). I also know why I have always had a SPECIFIC fear of being buried alive!! I cringe when I think about that now. Anyone who can go through an MRI and deal with it.. I ADMIRE YOU!!
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Post by Laurasia on Oct 25, 2010 16:10:44 GMT -5
My goodness, Miriam! Somebody REALLY didn't like you! Or maybe the bell was forgotten by accident? At least that's not deliberately malicious. No wonder you have such fears now. That must have been awful to recall. What brought it on? If you don't mind sharing that is. And MRIs? I've had a few, they're not so bad. I even fell asleep during the last one that I had! LOL! With your phobias though, I can understand why they would be so troubling for you. ~hugs~ Sincerely, Laurasia
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Post by msmir on Oct 27, 2010 15:29:29 GMT -5
Yeah pretty scary to think about! Well...it has to do with the soap OLTL that I watch, because I read an upcoming spoiler about someone being possibly buried alive.. and now that I am so open to my past lives, it came to me!! And I made that connection! And someone helped look into that past life for me as well, uggggh scary.
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Post by Laurasia on Oct 28, 2010 13:00:04 GMT -5
Oh don't you HATE that?!!!! I tend to be that way now too, ever since opening up to my past lives. The stupidest, smallest things can bring on recollections now. It's too bad that they're usually disturbing ones. Then again, I guess it only makes sense since those ones usually hold the most emotional potency.
Sincerely, Laurasia
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Post by privatetucker on Oct 28, 2010 13:26:11 GMT -5
Yes, exactly!!!
And they seem /so/ random, too!
It's worse (and kind of annoying) when it happens in public. I've learned how to hide the fact that there's something going on with me but I could feel it. >.<
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Post by Miss Bothmann on Oct 29, 2010 11:36:33 GMT -5
Oh my gosh miriam, how terrible! Having had quite a few lives where I have died of some form of suffocation, that even makes me cringe!  I sometimes get recollections remembering the stupidest things too. Once, I was driving to work, and saw how the sun hit the trees in someone's yard, and I almost had a recall right there.
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Post by euskanoravian on Oct 29, 2010 13:11:35 GMT -5
I was a dead ringer too from that time, and have had nightmares about it. I can relate to the MRI fear. Thankfully, I do not fear anything medical related. I would be in deep trouble if I did.
Blessed Be, Andi
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Post by msmir on Nov 1, 2010 12:25:26 GMT -5
I wonder how many of us lived through that time... and were accidentally buried alive (though in my case it was not accidental).
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Post by Laurasia on Mar 2, 2012 14:20:13 GMT -5
OMG Miriam...I had completely forgotten that this particular lifetime of yours took place in Tudor England! Now that I've recalled a Tudor-era lifetime I wonder if we ever crossed paths back then?  Sincerely, Laurasia
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