Moonbeam, I am not sure how to send you a private message. The Celtic priestess in the white robe is very similar to what I remember... I would love to discuss that with you!
Cat, you have the painting inspired by Maria Romanova as your profile picture.. ❤
I am in touch with two of my sisters who believe me. The rest of the family I do not speak to, due to factors outside of my control.
Look at earlier posts in the thread - I discussed my death in depth
Thank you so much for taking such a big interest in my case! And I apologize for having remained silent for a while – I was a bit sick.
So let me try to answer to everything that has been said in the meantime.
The time gap is a curious thing. I had just assumed it would have been only a few...
The chin beard yes, definitely. As for the moustache..it looks not 100% right to me either, but even more wrong without it. So...
When I looked at them, the place seemed to "open up" behind them. Grow wider in a way. Almost like it was a very small plaza of sorts (does that make sense?).
Here...
Sea and Sky, I only had some not very detailed online program available to create these two pictures, plus my memory may not be perfect down to the detail - I very much appreciate your hints, though! So thank you!
Being killed many months later...that is a possibility I had not really...
The two pictures I am adding I did a while ago. The first shows the man who pretended to offer his help and who ended up taking me away. The other one I only have a very short glimpse of in my memory, so the second picture may therefore not be as accurate as I would like it to be.
So, a little...
The person I have very strong memories of having lived as is Robin Ann Graham, a girl from Los Angeles who was kidnapped in 1970 at age 18 and whose body has never been found. My sisters from back then are still alive and I have been speaking to them, with them confirming much of what I...
Something named saloop that was pretty popular in England (although declining in popularity when I lived there). It is a drink made of milk, sugar and dried and ground up orchid root. You can still find it in Turkish / Arabian stores!
My memories are very detailed. Names, dates and events. In May this year I will be able to return “home“ for a week and visit all the old spots - I am hella excited!
I was born in London in 1791, so our lives were not tooo far apart, actually! :)
I know the problem. It happens to a lot of us and used to be extremely bad for me, too. We just miss home and frankly, that will never fully go away.
I think everyone has to find their own strategies to cope, but I will tell you what I do: I surround myself with both modern things and things...
I also was a priestress, in a whole different culture, though. It is interesting to see how memories can influence a child - and the part about your ancestors made me laugh xD