Past Life Memory recall - Celtic/Viking in origin possibly?

[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

 

Past Life Memory recall - Celtic/Viking in origin possibly?

I had this weird vision/past life memory recall

One day a few years back now however,that left a huge imprint on my soul and I confirmed it via my akaic 'Halls Of Remembrance', it was set in a possible Celtic time span,not sure which country,or it could have been offworld also? ..I'm only presuming as I cant be 100% certain,I don't know exactly when but a damn long time ago regardless ...

I've only ever dreampt of this time once before, of a tragic event amongst it of this nature that often stirs up such raw emotion on things,it will be the work of a moment to authenticate....the houses were stone with thatched roof's and the clothing predicted very early century,shawls and pants and just simplicity in their makeup???..

Anyway I was sitting on a rock by the waters edge & watching the water lapping on the rocks beside me,drifting into my owm thoughts in a dream state... overlooking this beautiful deep blue crisp cold looking still lake to what I could make out on the horizon across it as there was land mass on the other side..

it was cold and a wind was blowing I swear even I felt it's cold chill and I shivered in my dream even..and then this woman came up behind me,at first I didn't look or turn my head around I just sat and kept my eyes on the horizon,and used my peripheral vision to see her shoes and length of her skirt looking down beside me..next I saw her hand on my shoulder it was pale clear complexion and had nice clean nails[gee's the things I notice in my dreams] anyway next I smelt her,very lavender type aroma and then I saw her hair flowing over my shoulder,long and the most beautiful shade of strawberry blonde red I just adore LOL..

anyway still telling my vision here,I shouldnt get lost in that one moment as more followed...I will share best I can using images off the net to give some idea of it away from my own head space.its amazing how I'm able to find these images on the net that do portray it so well...anyway moving on..

her hair was on my chest hanging over my shoulder [ I still had not turned around] and I said to her,"Do you think we will have to stay here forever,or can you see us both moving away on our own"..her reply was "Yes we can move in the Summer to the Inland,Father has gathered supplies in store and we have your silver arm bands to trade with.. if we need assistance from the traders,as well father has gifted us 6 beasts [I'm presuming she meant cows]..I then said "And who is coming besides us,we need protection,we cant do this alone" she replied with "8 families in total,not all are of age for heavy responsibilities though,some are still children...but more men than woman"..

Next I stood up and turned around and stood before her,and that's when I saw my arms and the tattoo's I had..and she also had one on her arm well lower arm just before her wrist cos her sleeve edge was just covering it..Next the dream kinda jumped or skipped and I was running into this dense forest in a real panic as I could see fire in the trees,then I came to this clearing and I saw my house was on fire and my wife & child were no where to be seen,I could hear raised voices ,yelling and screaming from my family in the forest,I'm presuming they were people who also lived or had moved with us into this forest from where we were before beside this lake..but I couldn't see them,all I could see was fire moving through this forest,next I was on my knees screaming in agony in pain, with a arrow protruding from within my left shoulder,I could see the end of it coming out from below my inner armpit,my head was spinning and all I knew was I had to get up and run fast and not in a straight line..

so I was running then but in a zig zag type motion behind the trees,my heart was pounding and I saw blood running down my chest,I grabbed my shoulder and pressed hard,sometime later,in the gathering dusk,washed,bandaged and a little refreshed,..this was then when the dream suddenly shifted again.. and this time I was then in some cave it was high up in the hills,

and I was carving things out of soft stone [like sugar soap], & wood [soft tree branches] & bone [from a hunted deer left behind],it's twiddling I think it's called,I was making creatures like birds and snakes,boars,then it shifted again and I was walking out of the forest to my house again and seeing my wife and beautiful blue eyed daughter,she ran up to me and was grabbing my small leather pouch attached to my waist band,so I handed her the leather pouch.. & inside she pulled out a stone creature as she hung swinging off my leg like a monkey giggling,

I'm presuming it was a common occurrence for me to make these things in this cave and bring them home for her,she was my only precious child after all..kinda like a home coming gift from a father [me being that father],but I dont know for sure that's just how I saw this scene to be..these carvings they looked a lot like the pictures below..

I then entered my cottage with my wife and child in tow,she was playing with the stone creatures on the floor in front of a open fire,while I were sitting at the kitchen table in this same small room,my elbows seated in one palm of my hand I began to talk to my wife,while she was making and preparing food over the fire,and I said "I should never have left you in that warren I didn't even ask how you got out or away from who ever these savages were who had been in the forest and who had lit the fires & burnt the houses,nor how did you get out?..she replied "more by luck and good management dear,you knew I could swim,you'd taught us both how to use reeds to breath,we did exactly what you taught us to do,a few of us escaped like that into the lake,but now the survivors they are still dredging the lake for more bodies",then I said " Were going to have to move again you know this,as they will come back,we have to leave everything behind,make them think we all perished,they know all about you and I, and will soon discover I've escaped also,I hadn't once complained about my shoulder,I didn't want her to worry,Id see to it later that night,Id already pulled the crude arrow out"..I let my hands fall to my sides as I had seen death first hand this day,my own brother was dead,and his wife and their child,that was the saddest thoughts going through my head,seeing it all unfolding,I felt myself wanting to weep in my dream even for the sheer loneliness of knowing that my only blood family members were gone,I was alone now,and I had to fairwell my only kin in the morning..and I had to protect my own wife and daughter from the savages return. Logic told me that it was not my fault that I had tried to save them by leading the traitors in another direction away from our village,allowing my own wife and child to escape these savages who had entered my village.

I knew these savages who had come into my village were after me,and something I held that they wanted... but I dont know what that something was or is even now to this day in this incarnation..

I know that these savages worshipped different gods or had different beliefs than my own,they would dance around fires in the moonlight and so would be classed as moon worshippers and for that reason only, they were or classed as lower insignificance as they did not live in villages they lived in cave dwellings in hill sides..and they were all outside the balance of nature even and more like ravaging barbarians or prehistoric man,uncivilized..reaping other villages of their belongings and food supplies & destroying their crops etc..

this heavy air shuddered and closed in around me in a distant misty bleak scene and thoughts of there was a long way to go to travel through  over grown forests & wastelands before I accomplished my purpose and of safe guarding my family from more dangers ahead of us..I fought to stay in this dream,and the impending unconsciousness again but was unable to fight and resist,overwhelmed at the prospect of what was to happen in the end,in both fear and relief of my mind at least I was alive within it,so was my wife and daughter I surrendered to the subconsciousness world of sleep,only in the morning to awaken with small sections of recall and still holding this heaviness in my heat, I drank my glass of cool clear water at my bedside, I had left there before going to sleep,this is common for me,as I wish with the intent to hold my dream memory's,so I was able to write it out the way I have here..

Raven Leads My Way Again..

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[Taikunping avatar ~ Julie Parry]

I can see why you'd remember Vlada.  The trigger of the feeling of the arrow through the left shoulder was vivid.

I remember reading that marks on the body in this lifetime can be signs of past life wounding.  My left shoulder wound from a vision was of a soldier on horseback, I looked online for the type of uniform I saw, I found similar uniforms but not totally the same.  The birthmark I had on my left should was arrow shaped.

A poem came to mind that I wrote years ago called Wild Heather Running, so I'm having a read of the poems I have saved to see if I can find it.

From your writing I thought of the Highland clearances, and Braveheart the film.

I came across a poem for faery group which I'll post while searching for Wild Heather Running poem.

[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

No this wasn't the Braveheart  stuff...I've seen that movie with Mel Gibson,it was brutal but good.. no this was brutal and by some invading barbarian ugly group like that of I'd say like heathen wolfskins or berserkers they were just out to kill anything or anyone,howling & barking like wolves as they went reaping villages of any treasures just like pirates used to do...they must  have banded together from further villages IDK..but I still recall it all it was so scary,dreams like that are not dreams but past memories being relived in my eyes....

[Taikunping avatar ~ Julie Parry]

vikings in Wales

St Davids City

As the smallest city in Britain, St Davids is a popular tourist destination, with many eager travellers looking to visit its magnificent cathedral and to follow in the footsteps of the patron saint of Wales.

But long before, St David’s was a regular target for Viking activity in the late 8th Century, and a couple of bloody onslaughts resulted in the deaths of two bishops. In 999 AD, Bishop Morgenau was murdered for apparently eating meat, and Bishop Abraham was slain in 1080 AD. The monastery was repeatedly destroyed by Vikings and rebuilt, but you can view the Abraham Stone that is on permanent display in the Cathedral Exhibition at Porth-y-Tŵr. This is a carved stone with Celtic symbols that once marked the graves of Hedd and Isaac, sons of Bishop Abraham.

I've visited St David's I didn't know this happened there...As you walk down to the Cathedral it's like you walk into another time, such a peaceful feeling, so much so that I needed to visit again as an adult.

[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

Yes that bear headed dude picture was more like these guys,..and they stunk of rotting flesh it stained my nostrils and just hung there, they were putrid beasts..I wouldn't even call them humans..they were monsters,they had fur on their heads and even over their faces.. it was as if they had cut it off the dead animal and then hung it on themselves it still had the flesh on it and was rotting....who does that other than a monster..and they were raping woman,killing children and burning everything they saw just evil monsters. I went to a Viking mock re-enactment battle in Criccith Castle when I was visiting Wales but it was nothing in comparison to what I witnessed in past life.. it was way too placid lol..but it was interesting..this is it below..

[Taikunping avatar ~ Julie Parry]

Thanks for the photos, yes I believe the reenactments attract good audiences.  There is a reenacted in our local town called Holly Holy Day

Holly Holy Day commemorates the lifting of the Siege of Nantwich during the English Civil War on 25th January 1644 and the name is derived from the locals wearing sprigs of holly in their hats to celebrate.

the enactment is made by The Sealed Knot, its the longest running event in the UK.

[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

See we dont have things like that over here, only the Maori have 'Matariki' which is their New Year,'Waitangi day' which is remembrance for the signing of the treaty of Waitangi for land rights by the British Govt,thats big & attracts thousands...and we just had Anzac day for the first world war & other war veterens who fought for us who were killed..a Maori memorial for the battle of gate pa and that's about it really..the rest are normal public holidays everyone else has.. some towns may have their own little events for things but I wouldn't know about them.. 

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I'd heard of Anzac day Vlada but not the Maori remembrance for the signing of the treaty for land rights

The tradition I found very cool over here is called Well Dressing, an ancient thanksgiving for abundant water.

Here's one from Stoney Middleton

[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

That image you shared is about Anzac as it relates to the battle at Gallipoli that happened in the early morning,where the solders clambered up the cliffs & found heaps of poppies & died in the fields of them, hense 'We will Remember Them'... its very nice photo.. its called poppy day here for that reason, Australians celebrate it also cos they fought in it as well..

Yes the Treaty of Waitangi is when the Maori Chefs back in the early 1800's settler days made pacts with the British Crown to sell land to establish cities & townships...its been a ongoing thing with future generations of tribes to this day thinking they have been ripped off, many added protests & payouts too..

[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

Here is the history of the New Zealand Treaty Of Waitangi..

https://nzhistory.govt.nz/politics/treaty/waitangi-day

Taikunping avatar ~ Julie Parry said:

I'd heard of Anzac day Vlada but not the Maori remembrance for the signing of the treaty for land rights

The tradition I found very cool over here is called Well Dressing, an ancient thanksgiving for abundant water.

Here's one from Stoney Middleton

[Taikunping avatar ~ Julie Parry]

Thanks for the link Vlada

[Taikunping avatar ~ Julie Parry]

it just jumped out at me as I looked at various images online Vlada

ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ። said:

That image you shared is about Anzac as it relates to the battle at Gallipoli that happened in the early morning,where the solders clambered up the cliffs & found heaps of poppies & died in the fields of them, hense 'We will Remember Them'... its very nice photo.. its called poppy day here for that reason, Australians celebrate it also cos they fought in it as well..

Yes the Treaty of Waitangi is when the Maori Chefs back in the early 1800's settler days made pacts with the British Crown to sell land to establish cities & townships...its been a ongoing thing with future generations of tribes to this day thinking they have been ripped off, many added protests & payouts too..