I knew my name had been Naomi:
Memory: I dreamed I was a woman in my mid 20's living sometime in late 1800's. I just learned my husband had been killed and I felt so much sadness and loneliness. I remember raised wooden sidewalks, dust everywhere, green awnings on a lot of the businesses and many Chinese people in the town. I was just an average woman with a personality much like my own today. The grief was intense.
I knew my name had been Naomi and my husband's was Franklin, he was a deputy and had been shot in the back while in a shallow creek bed. Unlike any dream I have had since and that was more than 25 years ago. I felt like I had gone back to a very traumatic time in a past life, never had that feeling before or since.
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Questions and Answers:
Q. How did you come by this memory?
A. Dream State
Q. Did you learn anything about yourself from this experience that has helped you understand yourself better?
A. Not Sure
Q. Did you experience actually being this person or were you viewing a past life as an observer?
A. I felt I was living as this person
