interesting… my past life attachment comes in the form of an invisible man, a dream stalker who is very aggressive and always try to sexually assault me every time he appears. Once, however, he held me very tight, more like squeezing me, and the space before me cracked like it was made of glass, and shattered.
Next thing I know I was a baby in what I think is a South American or Central American country, I’m not sure. The images and colors were vivid. I was wrapped in a blanket and could only look up at the adult. I didn’t understand the language. I just remember admiring a child who ran around in purple dress. every color was very vivid. Later on I think it might have been Brazil.
Later in the dream I was a bit more grown up and could run around. I remember a bright sunny window. I was playing with the other kids. Right before I woke up I saw this boy standing by the window quietly staring at me. He was blond, looked German, very proper clothes. I think he wanted me to come to him, to show me something. But I had no time left, and I wanted to tell him we had no time left, it was already over.
And then I woke up. If it was the past, what would such a boy be doing in a (probably?) Brazilian home anyway?
I’ve never been to Brazil anyway and had very little interest in the country but now I kind of want to go.