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A bit of self-hypnosis and suddenly I was a roman sentry (or roman soldier) walking around a small building made of stone on a hill somewhere in Greece. I didn’t know the year but I had the feeling it would be later calculated as somewhere between 300 and 500 AD. I also had the feeling there was some kind of relationship with Macedonia.
I was a day sentry and had sandals on, more solid than I am now. Nothing much was happening. I walked around, sat down, looked, walked around again. There was something similar to a wrought iron fence leading into a court yard. I don’t know who or what I was guarding or whether I was just there because I had to be. I got the impression that my job was just that. I remember I was hairier. I could feel the weight of the metal across my shoulders and I was wearing a helmet. I was also wearing a red pleated skirt with strips of leather.
Unfortunately this was all too brief and this is the information I got in 5 minutes. I couldn’t hold onto the image more than that so I’m sure I’ll be able to get more when I go back there next time.
So, as I don’t know much about history I found out that A) yes Roman soldiers were in Greece a couple of thousand years ago and were probably there until about 500 AD. B) Macedonia did exist at the time that Romans were controlling Greece, and C) I’ve never ever wanted to go to Greece. It’s way down on my do list and I’ve never really known why. I’m sure it is just a fabulous as all the other countries in the area that I have been to. Now I’ve got a feeling why I’ve felt like I never want to go there. Because I’ve been there already and probably spent an inordinate amount of time walking back and forth looking at Greek buildings for months, maybe years!
In fact, the whole country has been blanked from my mind. I wouldn’t even know where it is on a map. I can’t remember the last time I even thought about going in a Greek restaurant. Kind of like a perception filter has been in place for a long time, subconsciously obscuring any reference to Greece from my environment. I don’t even know anyone Greek! Was it sheer boredom that has caused my subconscious to blank out any relationship I might have had with Greece or did something really awful happen to my past self there 1700 years ago?
So I’m now going to catch up on Greek history and look at some images of Greece online.
Have you ever had your subconscious prevent you from seeing something?