Our Magic was a Pure White Energy
(work in progress)
Like mist or smoke... White. Pure white.
I wonder...
Is it possible for two people to share the same past life memories?
How many lives from my past have been shot down and killed with arrows?
How many times have been because of me?
"I remember many fields.
I remember being happy. Much was celebrated."
I remember being very grateful for the little things, such as the love of an adoring husband whose adoration kept me hopeful and gave me a sense of peace even in the most uncertain of times.
My "memory" keeps waffling over the time period, though. I've pinned it down to somewhere in the 1700's. Part of me remembers an early 1700, and then a later.
I believe that he was doing something very brave as he was shot down... something for which I was very proud of him for doing. However fool hearty it had been.
It has only been a day, but the feeling of him is still right here with me, just below the surface of every thought.
I don't recall seeing him in my dreams last night, but they were undeniably saturated with his presence.
-hmw
Like mist or smoke... White. Pure white.
I wonder...
Is it possible for two people to share the same past life memories?
How many lives from my past have been shot down and killed with arrows?
How many times have been because of me?
"I remember many fields.
I remember being happy. Much was celebrated."
I remember being very grateful for the little things, such as the love of an adoring husband whose adoration kept me hopeful and gave me a sense of peace even in the most uncertain of times.
My "memory" keeps waffling over the time period, though. I've pinned it down to somewhere in the 1700's. Part of me remembers an early 1700, and then a later.
I believe that he was doing something very brave as he was shot down... something for which I was very proud of him for doing. However fool hearty it had been.
It has only been a day, but the feeling of him is still right here with me, just below the surface of every thought.
I don't recall seeing him in my dreams last night, but they were undeniably saturated with his presence.
-hmw