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[Laurasia]

Hi Gumby.

Oh okay, an army camp. I'm certainly glad that you & the other girls/women were left alive when the soldiers did decide to leave the camp.

Sincerely,
Laurasia

[gumby]

Yes it is true that we were fortunate to have survived the ordeal, the abuse and mistreatment at the hands of these soldiers. I am sure that some girls died as a result to this abuse inflicted on them, or from infection caused by festering wounds or malnurishment. For us girls that survived, there was still the emotional toll, scars that would not heal. Yes we were lucky to get out of that horrible army camp, and freedom felt wonderful, but we all suffered health problems and deep depression. When you are in captivity you have to do whatever is necessary to stay alive, and to some degree that meant altering your mental state so that what was happening to you did not seem real. That is probably a survival mechanism, where you become numb to your attacker, they cannot hurt you because you no longer feel anything. At times you would feel like you would probably never make it out alive, at times you might even pray for death. But when I awoke to find the soldiers gone, it seemed like a miracle, but believe me, we ran away from that place as fast as we could go.

[Laurasia]

Hi Gumby.

Oh yes, what you are saying is very true in such abusive circumstances. Such reactions truly are survival mechanisms. I can recall witnessing such behaviors/reactions from many prisoners within the camps while I was working in them.

I've also survived situations/circumstances in my current lifetime which caused me to revert to such survival mechanisms. It's amazing what the mind is capable of when it has to.

I can certainly understand that emotional/psychological scars that can be created very quickly; but thankfully you, & those with you, only had to endure those conditions for around a week or so.

Sincerely,
Laurasia

[gumby]

I think that we never got over the emotional scars, over the years we coped by one means or the other, I know that I coped by trying to remain active. While at the castle ( which had been converted to a hospital ) I volunteered to help the staff in cleaning and cooking. I soon was cooking at the hospital full time. Then later I became a staff counselor, where I helped other girls through the emotional difficulties that I had experiences. We would sit out on the balcony for hours in a small group, to lend each other support. It was a vital part of the healing process.

[Laurasia]

Hi Gumby.

It is wonderful that you were able to create a positive situation out the hell that you were forced to endure.

Then later I became a staff counselor, where I helped other girls through the emotional difficulties that I had experiences. We would sit out on the balcony for hours in a small group, to lend each other support. It was a vital part of the healing process.

Exactly what we are doing here.

Sincerely,
Laurasia

[gumby]

Yes that is a humongous task but it is so good that we can get together here and share our experiences and begin the process of healing. I wonder if that is the reason why we recall past lives, so that we can understand ourselves better in our present circumstances. I think that we need to move forward with this healing, yet we still live in a very unstable world, very much like the world of 1940 Germany ( the economy, terrorist attacks, threats of war in many corridors of the world ) We have survived all of this, and I hope that our tomorrow will be brighter! : )

[Laurasia]

Hi Gumby.

I think that we need to move forward with this healing, yet we still live in a very unstable world, very much like the world of 1940 Germany ( the economy, terrorist attacks, threats of war in many corridors of the world ) We have survived all of this, and I hope that our tomorrow will be brighter! : )

I agree that there is a reason that we recall the past lives that we do. Everything that you say about the similarities between then & now are true...except that now we understand how certain courses of action can & will affect us so we know better than to repeat them.

Sincerely,
Laurasia

[gumby]

I am glad to be back again, I thought that I lost my pw but I was able to log in today, my computer has been giving me trouble and I lost all my log in data on my favorite boards. I hope to add some more to this thread as I've had more dreams to my past life in WWII.

[Laurasia]

Welcome back Gumby! It's great to see you again. ;D Don't you just love computers? :rolls eyes:

I look forward to hearing about your recent dreams, so please do post them whenever you get a chance to do so.

Sincerely,
Laurasia

[gumby]

Thanks for the welcome back, Laurasia. I have been away awhile, and I just now remembered my old log in info, so here I am! I am back!

I have been having this recurring dream which I feel comes from the time when I lived in WW II Germany. I know that I was Katie then, and in this dream I am at an industrial area of a city (probably Stuttgart ) in Germany. The factories have been bombed, and I am looking at the thick black smoke that wafts upward into a grey sky. There is a river, and on the other side of the river there is an army shooting guns towards the sky. I see an airplane that has caught fire, and it is crashing downwards in a fireball. It crashes not far from me, I quiver in fear when I hear the crash. Pieces of the burning metal from the plane fly up into the air, and I am afraid that I will be injured by the searing metal. Pieces of the airplane land not far from where I am standing. The army across the river must be German soldiers, and they are firing at the airplanes that have bombed our factories. I think that I came out of the bomb shelters too soon, and I fear that I will die. Why did I come out so soon before it was safe to do so? Did the smoke and fires make it impossible to stay down in the shelter? There are others around me, so this may be what happened. I feel shocked that our factory buildings are on fire, I must help the injured. I run to help a medic and nurses treating the injured. I am so afraid. The injured are all over the place, bleeding and many burn victims. I help the medic and nurses to stop the bleeding. But we cannot go into the buildings that are still burning. It is too dangerous, and some the the burning buildings are falling down. The injured we have lined up in the street, their moans of agony are horrible to see. I have to go, I have to get to my home, they tell me to go, they tell me that I have done all that I can do to help.

[Laurasia]

Hello Gumby.

What a terrifying dream! And it is recurring for you? Perhaps there is something within it that is trying to really stand out to you for some reason? Or perhaps you are meant to remember even more than what you have been recalling in this dream? Whatever the case may be, I hope that you are able to work through it quickly so that this horrific dream will no longer feel the need to keep coming up in your subconscious thoughts.

Sincerely,
Laurasia

[gumby]

I know that I've had this dream several times. What is most terrifying is the crashing airplane, in one of the dreams the plane crashes on the street where I am standing, and pieces of the burning plane tumble up the street directly towards me, and I some men running to keep from getting hit. I am about to run but the burning pieces don't quite reach me. That was not the first time that I saw an enemy plane crash into our city. But they did much damage, so this probably was towards the end of the war. I am not too disturbed by this dream or others like it. To a degree it validates my past life experience in a strong way with this intense imagry.

[Miss Bothmann]

Oh, my gosh what a horrifying dream! I do not know if Anna experienced anything similar to this but I hope if she did I never recall it! Most of my "air raid" recollections , Anna was usually indoors already.

I remember a friend of mine telling me once that she kept dreaming of an airplane crash. It was a military plane she said because it had some code number on the side of it. Anyway, she told me that the most awful part of the dream was that she was able to actually hear the plane coming down. She said that even though it was only in a dream, that sound would always haunt her. I felt helpless to assist her because this girl did not believe in Past Lives. I guess that her soul isn't ready to accept something yet...

[gumby]

Yes I can understand your friends feelings about the crashing plane, Miss Bothmann. The sounds are terrible, because when the plane is shot down you know almost right away, you hear the big guns fire on the attacking planes, then when one is hit you can hear it right away, an explosion in the sky, then when the plane falls towards the ground the engine of the stricken plane seems to accelerate its pitch to a high piercing tone, that makes you want to cover your ears. First you hear the sound of the plane being hit, then you look up to see where it is. In my dream, it is coming down right in the industrial section of the city where I am. I see it come directly towars me, I feel panic, but I am frozen when I stand in the middle of a brick paved street. Everyone in the street sees that plane coming down, and when it crashes in the street, everyone is frightened but they try not to let it show. The plane crashes at high speed and when it hits the street there is another shattering explosion as it rips apart into pieces, the piecies of the plane burning and continuing to come towards me at high speed. The pieces to the plane tumble down the street. Some of the debris of the plane stops directly in front of me. Everything is on fire around me, factory buildings, and now this plane. The sky above is grey with blanketing smoke. Yes, this is an awful scene. I know now why I wanted to go home. I had to get to my mother and sister, I had to be safe from the monster from the sky, the moster of war.

PS I do want to add that after sharing this memory, I do feel better, a sense of healing. I think that understanding does help to make things better.

Also, I did some research on WWII fighter planes, and this is the one that I think I see in my dream crashing into the city street in the industrial section ( it is a Germany fighter, so my first impression of it being an enemy plane either British or American was wrong )

[Laurasia]

Hi Gumby.

I am happy to hear that simply sharing this dream with us has helped you with it to some degree. I have often found that just sharing such things with others does indeed help quite a bit.

Your image does not seem to have come through on the forum. Could you just add a link to the image instead?

Sincerely,
Laurasia