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Fragment of the past life – 17 November 2017 – Second dream
“After the abrupt interruption, from the darkness, a tiny light appeared, which waved here and there, drawing, creating, a new place.
This time, however, the scene was more silent, as if I were looking at a living painting, the sky was tinged with sad gray clouds, the scent of burnt wood leaking from the old and poorly maintained fireplaces pervaded the air.
It seemed to be in the countryside, but I was in front of a specific building, with my feet still and planted on the ground that did not allow me to wander around.
With my eyes on that wooden building, after a quick scrutiny, glimpsing the interior through the large checkered windows, of the bread and the oven, I somehow understood that it was a bakery.
While next to it there was another building, inculcated with the bakery, this time visibly a house, probably the residence of some certain baker.
My feet still did not want to detach themselves from the damp ground, I, by dint of leaning out, to observe with a particular curiosity to grasp what was inside it, and I succeeded, what I saw surprised me briefly, there were two women, elderly, with long, light dresses, from an old era, both were seated on modest wooden armchairs at the edge of the window, the house was not rich in decorations, probably it was a house and a family of humble origins .
The old women looked at me, calmly, with empty and bland expressions, as if they had known me for a long time, a simple habit on their part to find me in front of the window, I still did not understand if I knew them too, or was a mere spectator , or I was living in a body not mine.
Judging from the environment, I somehow perceived that I was in Normandy, around the years of the 1700s or 1800s.”
Thus ends these details to fabulous visions, I have a deep doubt that the second part was a fragment of my past life, and that the first part was my guiding spirit, albeit with a different color, had transported me to a different era crossing that never seen and dark portal.
17 November 2016
Frammento della vita passata –17 Novembre 2017 – Secondo sogno
“Dopo la brusca interruzione, dal buio, spuntò una minuscola luce, che agitò qua e là, disegnando, creando, uno nuovo luogo.
Stavolta scena invece fu più muta, come se stetti guardando uno dipinto vivente, il cielo fu tinto dalle tristi nuvole grigie, nell’aria pervasero profumo del legno bruciato fuoriuscire dai vecchi e mal curati camini.
Sembrò di trovarmi in campagna, ma, io fui davanti a una specifica costruzione, coi piedi immobili e piantati sul terreno che non mi permisero di farmi girovagare attorno.
Con gli occhi addosso a quell’edificio di legno, dopo uno veloce scrutare, intravedendo l’interno attraverso le larghe finestre infisse a quadretti, del pane e del forno, in qualche modo compresi che fu uno panificio.
Mentre di fianco ci fu un’altro edificio, inculcato col panificio, stavolta visibilmente una casa, probabilmente la residenza di qualche certo fornaio.
I miei piedi ancora non vollero saperne di staccarsi dal umido terreno, io, a forza di sporgermi, per osservare con una particolare curiosità per cogliere che cosa c’era al suo interno, e ci riuscì, ciò che vidi mi sorprese brevemente, ci furono due donne, anziane, coi vestiti lunghi, chiari, di una vecchia epoca, entrambe furono sedute sulle modeste poltrone di legno ai confini della finestra, la casa non fu ricca di decorazioni, probabilmente si trattò di una casa e di una famiglia di umili origini.
Le anziane, mi guardarono, tranquille, con le espressioni vuote e blande, come se mi conoscessero da tanto tempo, una semplice abitudine da parte loro di trovarmi davanti alla finestra, io ancora non capii se li conobbi anche io, o fui uno semplice spettatore, o stetti vivendo in uno corpo non mio.
A giudicare dall’ambiente, In qualche modo percepivo che mi trovavo in Normandia, verso negli anni del 1700 o 1800.”
Così finisce queste particolari a favolose visioni, ho uno profondo dubbio che la seconda parte si trattava di uno frammento di una mia vita passata, e che la prima parte era il mio spirito guida, seppur col colore diverso, mi aveva trasportato in una epoca diversa attraversando quel mai visto e buio portale.
17 Novembre 2016
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2 thoughts on “Fragment of the past life – 17 November 2017 – Second dream – 47th Dream – ?”
The phoenix could variously “symbolize renewal in general as well as the sun, time, the Empire, metempsychosis, consecration, resurrection, life in the heavenly Paradise, there also some Christian associations derived no doubt from more ancient sources. The origin of the phoenix has been attributed to Ancient Egypt by Herodotus and later 19th-century scholars, but other scholars think the Egyptian texts may have been influenced by classical folklore.
No doubt an archetype with similar analogies on different Myths around the World.
In any case you probably have drawn your own conclusions after meditating on its meaning related personally to you.
Best wishes , and take care.
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Thank you, kind wayfarer
I think that dream was referring to my spirit guide which i met many years ago, I think it simply influenced to my subconscious with my memories, however it was interesting because it seemed that this spirit had guided me to explore in different eras, probably my past life (Fragment of the past life – 17 November 2017).
I appreciated a lot that you gave some interesting informations, hope that you will help me next times :]
Thank you again
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