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Hello Venus, When i was young very young, it seemed as if i had dreamed my life before i had lived it, that as life unfolded the dream was realised in reality, this one anyway, and was reminded of it.
Like i knew it was coming, if that makes sense. One of those experiences i had was a reminder of a life in India, hot, stifling, wonderful, as well as other lives elsewhere. I have never been to India.
One was that i was an old man, very old, i was waiting to die, but not ill, and i was happy at having led a good life.
I was in a library, a big one, in a big house, whoever i was i had money, in England somewhere, with old antiques olde world furniture, it was in the far past.
These experiences were not intrusive, but came breifly, then went, but long enough to be able to remember them, and understand it.
I suspect there is a message in there for you, do you have any links, sychronicities to those things, look for clues in everyday life.
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