Hmmm. I am attracted to many times and places, but have no actual knowledge of having been alive in any one of them. Scottish highlands, during the time of Culloden - but that may be because my current heritage comes from there. France - especially the Cathars in Medieval times; I feel a real affinity for that region/group, but again that can be traced to today. I once started weeping uncontrollably watching a documentery on Burmese Monks - during the time they were being slaughtered. It was very weird, but the material was also very sad - so it could have just been the violence of it. The Cheyenne people. I have a vague memory/fantasy of dying in a desert, looking up over my shoulder at the sun then floating up into it. Also, an impression of a castle or large stone building - a friend sitting in an open windowframe smiling at me with deep affection - the sun highlighting his hair, beard. That scene always reminds me of my husband. Maybe it was him.
. Other than that, odd sensations - like a vague memory of lying on cold stone or concrete with sun coming through an opening above me, sunlight through forest trees. A lot of these impressions include sunshine in some form. For a long time I had an aversion to India. A strong one. Then Yogananda appeared on my scene, and I got over it. Ha ha.
