[MMe M]

I had an entire lifetime memory of being a man warrior soldier type, swords, I wore some kind of kilt, was supremely skilled in killing. Trained in youth, I wanted to be an archer but was told I was too skilled and built too well to be one. This is not how I saw it and was incredibly disapointed, the archers looked like they had fun, not fun training with wooden swords. My father took me to the training place when I reached a certain age, really young like around 8 years old. I wasnt allowed to live with my family. I knew this before I left and was sad and lost without my family. I remember I was powerful, ran forever, fought long and when weary kept on. This is my most vivid and most most remembered complete life.

I was an infant that died before tthe dark ages.

I was a 9 yaer old girl that was sick and an orphan due to spreading disease. I ran into the street and was hit by a two horse drawn heavy wagon. I was filthy, dressed in rags and think this was in the plague era.

I was French aristocracy, a young french woman, rich, privelidged and beautiful. Waited on hand and foot, my life was a series of entertainments. I lived in a four story house in a city like setting. I was killed by peasants.

I was the daughter of a planter in the south, lived in a plantation house. My mother died of a fever while I was 6. What kind I dont know. My father was rich and owned many slaves and much land. I had two endings to this life. One has me living till a mature woman with a family of my own in my ancestral home. The other has the civil war invading and I marry at 16 a soldier that was a planters son, and die shortly thereafter of the pox. This one was confusing. In both I marry a man, at the same age. One lifetime has a war and sickness and I dont really love the man but marry him anyway, the other is an easy content lifetime without major unhappiness and I am happy with the man I marry all of my life.


Most of these came to me in dreams. Some were so brief they were like a comercial, others lasted for more than one night. After the French life dream, I could speak french in the morning. As the day progressed, i knew less and less and by night I had no french at all. The man warrior one was four days worth of dreams in a series. The physical sensations of being a man are very different than being a woman I can now safely say. If all these were merely my mind and not previous lives, I have a phenominal mind for sensation I have never actively felt or experienced before. Theere are other lifetimes I have known but not listed.

I really dont like typing all that much. Im not good at it. If I lost all but two fingers I could still type just as fast as I do now.