Hi Shawna,
Welcome, to BN forums, I hope your visits will be enjoyable. Your posts struck me very intersting...
In my new book "The Evidence of God's Existence" - I've  explained the key to searching for past-lives by reminescing of places and times of utmost interest to you. This works for everyone, no matter how deep and depressed PL memories would be.  One can rekindle these by thinking of places and times of the past. Of course, reaction, responses might differ. In your case, it seems you are meant to see that DVD and react the way you did in order to bring this experience forth. This is how it happens. Something (someone) wanted you to remember and reconnect that experience. Your job is to find it out why. BUT - Do not dwell too much on the past, you have a new life , a new task to figure out but putting things in perspective (knowing your history) will help.

Andras (CJ)
http://www.andras-nagy.com
[QUOTE=shawna;681465]Hi,

I am new to the forum and a bit nervous about this post. I'm currently a psychology student and consider myself reasonably intelligent with strong analytic skills. Yet, I've recently had an experience I've not been able to explain away. Here is a little background.

I've always been interested in Ancient Egypt. When I say always, I mean I can't remember a time when I wasn't. I've read every kind of book and watched every documentary I had access to about Egypt, and one of my life goals was to visit there and see the monuments and temples with my own eyes. I even acquired some basic skills with hieroglyphics and had my own copy of the Book of the Dead.

Recently, I borrowed a copy of a documentary (I can't remember the title, but I could find out), and the most unexpected and troubling thing happened. About half way through the DVD, which depicted lesser known sites, began a segment on a temple built on a small island in a river, a tributary of the Nile, I think. The sight of the building, mostly in ruins, created an overpowering feeling of grief and loss. That's the only way I can describe it. I started shaking and crying. Even now I'm fighting the urge to cry. It was a grief as jolting as that of when my father died. Thankfully my husband was sound asleep and didn't wake. I stifled the sobs as much as I could (I was so embarrassed), turned off the TV, and went into the bedroom. After a couple of minutes I was able to compose myself, but the feeling of grief and loss remained. It still does. I can't remember what the narrator said about the temple, and I don't want to. My whole attitude about Egypt changed. In that moment, when I was watching that DVD, the ruins and temples and pyramids I used to love reading about went from fascinating artifacts to dead dry bones devoid of everything that once made them remarkable and beautiful. The life was gone. The sincerity, the happiness, the anger, the love, everything that lived in and around those ancient buildings was gone. I never want to go there now because I feel it would be like going to a graveyard. It's dead to me.

So... am I creating this myself some how? Am I so wrapped up in my interest that I did this for effect or drama? I don't know. I'm a rational person, though I'm sensitive (I've been told that often). Perhaps I felt overwhelmed because of my sensitive nature. I can say that I don't remember ever hearing or reading about this particular temple before. When the name was stated I thought to myself, "Oh good. A temple I haven't heard of before." It wasn't the name of the temple that triggered my reaction, just the image of it. I haven't since watched or read anything about Egypt. It just isn't the same for me.

A small sidebar to this post, whenever I see anything in the news or reference to Egypt's official Muslim religion, it feels wrong. It's not that I object to Islam. It's just wrong for that country, almost unnatural.

Am I delusional? Please don't flame me.

shawna[/QUOTE]