A Memory or a Dream?
I woke up with the words, “I was an Indian Brave!” still lingering on my lips.
This wasn’t just a passing thought; it was a profound realization that had been building since I was five years old. For those who have read my book, Crossing Over Boundaries, you might remember the account on page 198. I’ve carried the image of a river and vast, open plains in my mind for decades. Seeing it visualized today—and realizing how closely it matches real history—gives me chills.
Two Dreams, One Story
My journey with this memory began with two distinct dreams that bridged thirty-four years of my life:
- At Age 5: I had a dream of being stabbed in the lower right side of my back. I had no recollection of why it was happening, but I can still remember the physical pain and rubbing the spot, wondering how a child could even know that sensation.
- At Age 39 (2002): The vision finally became clear. I was an Indian Brave running for my life across a massive, flat plain. To my left was a river; ahead and behind were distant rows of trees. Soldiers were closing in, and there was nowhere to hide. I remember falling forward, my hands hitting a large rock, and then it happened—the sharp, sudden pierce of a knife in the exact same spot as my childhood dream.
Visualizing the Vision
I used AI to help me recreate the landscape below from my mind. Even though my memory was set in the dark of night, I had the scene lightened so you could see the terrain: the open land, the river, and the absolute feeling of being pursued. The image it produced is almost exactly what I’ve seen since I was a child.
Historical Echoes
When I researched whether this “memory” matched real historical events, the results were startlingly accurate to my vision:
- The Battle of the Big Hole (1877): In Montana, over 700 Nez Perce (Nimíipuu) people fleeing toward Canada were ambushed at dawn while camped in a flat meadow by a river. They had to run across open land and through water to escape—mirroring the river on my left and the total lack of cover.
- The Red River War (1874): Across the Texas Panhandle, Native bands were relentlessly pursued through massive plains and winding river systems. The constant pressure of having nowhere to hide fits the “all we could do was run” feeling of my dream perfectly.
- The Great Sioux War (1876): This era was defined by desperate resistance against overwhelming force, often forcing families to flee into the open landscape with nothing but what they could carry.
Is it a Soul Memory?
Seeing this image and reading the history makes me wonder: Is this more than just a dream? Is it a soul memory of a past life?
Many believe our souls carry the imprints of our deepest traumas and most courageous moments across lifetimes. While our physical minds may forget, our spirits might still hold onto the “vibe” of a place, the direction of a river, or the feeling of the wind on a desperate morning.
I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Do you believe our souls carry memories from the past? Have you ever had a dream that felt like a history you never lived?
#CrossingOverBoundaries #PastLifeMemory #NativeHistory #SoulJourney #Reincarnation