I mentioned in another thread that every time I do one of these - and don't fall asleep - I get flashes of lives that don't appear to be in any way related. Last night was no exception, as I tried the Brian Weiss PLR again. What I first noticed was that I was a young woman with long, light brown hair, curled under at the ends. I was wearing a long dress, which - since I had been focusing on getting some clues to a Civil War life - I tried to get to change into an antebellum style. However, it stayed the way it was. Searching Google today, the closest to what it looked like I could come up with was Pioneer Style. I was in a town, but the buildings were vague. It looked like boxy style buildings, not very tall. As I walked along, I came up to a man dressed like - I had the impression of what I would think of as a river boat gambler, for whatever reason I thought that. It was a dark colored suit, definitely old fashioned in style - but I can't describe it. I did Google, but couldn't find anything similar. I took his arm and we walked along, laughing. Jumping to the next significant event, I was lying in a four poster bed, hair soaked, mouth open like I was screaming. I realized I was giving birth, and apparently it was a difficult birth. There was a doctor on one side of the bed and what I guess to be a nurse on the other side. That was all I got from that flash. Moving ahead to the last day of my life, I was hit by a bullet and fell. There were other people around, but I didn't get a sense of what was going on. As I rose above my body, I saw we were in a field or prairie. There were other bodies, also obviously shot. Going up to meet my guide, it was like we were two balls of sparkling lights. I never get much about the reason for the life or what I was supposed to learn from it. The only thing that came to me was the words "nothing is permanent." That doesn't seem like much of a life lesson, but who knows I guess.