Photo by Marius Morar
We’ve posted a number of synchronicities involving dreams. This next one came from Gypsy Woman and as you’ll see, there are several layers to this synchronicity – a country, a road, a walking stick, and the photographer and blogger.
The dream sounds very much like a past life memory. But we’ll let her tell it.
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I dreamed I was living in another time, long ago. I was dressed in several layered long skirts and tops and wore a fitted jacket that fell right below the waist. My hair was down and I had some sort of head scarf on. It was cold, not quite winter yet but cold. I was carrying a valise of the time and it seems that all my belongings were in it.
I was on foot traveling down a dirt road – a rutted road that carts or wagons used as well which made it more difficult to walk. The road wandered through groves of trees and there were a few other people at times walking this road, as well. As I was walking, a side dirt road/path to my right intersected with the road I was on. As I neared the side road, I looked up to see a man there, walking toward the main road where I was. He carried a sort of walking stick. Our eyes caught and as he neared me, I sensed that he was friendly and not to be feared. He spoke spoke as he approached a bit ahead of me and I called to him and asked where he was headed . He answered with the name of a small village some way ahead.
I asked if we might walk together and he said of course. I tried to walk more quickly to catch up to him as he waited. I was having difficulty walking because of a hip injury of some kind (somehow I think I had been shot) and told him Iwas unable to walk very fast because of it. He stood there a bit ahead, waiting as I came up and said, “Here, perhaps this would help you. Take this.” He handed me the walking stick he carried as we began to walk together. Then I woke up with a searing pain in my right hip.
I’ve not been able to get this dream out of my mind today for some reason. As a matter of fact, it was so intense I even mentioned it to someone else today and said that in my dream, it seemed that I was either in the Ukraine, Hungary or Romania, but Romania kept seeming to be the place.”
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The next day, Jenean found a photograph on another blog – at the top of the post – that was identical to the road and the man with the walking stick she had seen in her dream. She wrote to Marius Morar, the blogger and the photographer and he allowed us to use the photo. This story is particularly striking in that Mr. Morar is Romanian. In an email exchange, he said the young man with the stick is his seven-year-old son and the road is “from Romania, some 10 miles away, south of Cluj-Napoca, in the middle of historic Transylvania.” So once again, the Internet acted as a conduit to something greater and was a vehicle for synchronicity.
another photo by Marius, another view of the road
have had this dream on my mind for past several days and came by today just to re-live it so to speak – these photos of marius' are absolutely so – so "there" – there in my dream, it is still almost unbelievable to me, except that it happened to me – but the "feelings" i get just by looking at the photos, indescribable – totally! an incredible experience!
Aleksander – this is too weird. I remember your comment here about Serbia. As far as I know, no one but Rob and I have access to the dashboard. So, does this qualify as another trickster synchro in a series of them??
I don't remember anymore why I have mentioned after The Two TVs the fact that Serbia is kind of between Hungary and Romania. That comment from The Two TVs is missing, so it actually (with Aurora Borealis) makes (at least)two of my comments missing. Anyway, I found this post after searching in Google my name. So, to update my (8th)comment here: it seems that something is really cooking (pay attention that I wrote it when I've been a member of that "meshwork" for four or five days). Actually, the reason I've joined it is a synchronicity-like event (Remember Brazil, two?).
I personally have history through my inlaws journey, as children from their homeland of Slovenia, through refugee camps, to America. Their first hand recounts were pretty brutal and included other alliances that people thought were safe, but ended in mass exterminations that are still undocumented.
Or maybe the better word is, unaccepted. In the stories I've heard, neither the British or Italians are better than the Germans. But I also know stories of the people, the ones that didn't do what they were supposed to do, and others lived to tell the tale.
Marius!
This is better than anything I've seen so far. We all have tidbits of the puzzle of this thing called history. My only personal awareness of gypsy's was their portrayal in the move "everafter" which is a favorite of mine. So this is all new and wonderful information! Thanks!
oh, what an incredible historical perspective, marius – thank you so much for it all – i've decided to research a little on Cluj-Napoca – just curious about it's individual history – i wish i were able to be more accurate on a time-table in my dream – i sensed it not 20th, but earlier – anyway, thank you again for all your energy and time, marius – and trish and rob, for your interest, time and energy, as always – and many thanks for all the comments, everyone!
Marius – thank you for the historical perspective. Fascinating stuff here!
Fascinating! The comments are so interesting, too. I think this must be a past-life memorie. Could it have been triggered because it was going to be a post? Consciousness is so interconnected.
CONTINUING
It`s really a good question about how many Gypsies were exterminated! The figures are higher in Europe, but for Romania (which history I know better) I`d ask: "how many were saved"? In the 30s and 40s there were hard times and I also could recall that Romania was a little state among two military giants, the Third Reich and the Soviet Empire. In the 30s, the Romanian oil reserve were the biggest in Europe, so I could see a great interest of the giants in this small country. A Treaty of Nonaggression was a must. The French promises of help felt due to the invasion and the UK were still sleeping. Americans and Canadians? Still not thinking about the Europeans and their problems.
Through the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact,Transylvania and Basarabia were snatched from Romania and divided for the two powers. The perspective of an other Diktat regarding the rest of the territory was imminent. So, I think we had no other choice than to enter under the dictatorship of Marshall Antonescu and to sign a treaty with the German Reich.
Unfortunately, this Treaty included points about deporting Jews and Gypsies. With the German army in the country, with Transylvania under the Hungarian Horthy`s cruelest troops, with Basarabia under the severe Soviets, Antonescu did put Jews and Gypsies in the trains with unknown destination. Hard time, cruel times, I wish that no generation would live again those horrible moments! But what is also little known is that there were even more trains, hundreds of trains that pointed the semi-free North Romania. These trains, full of Gypsies and Jews were trains of freedom. None of the rulers of the occupied or NEUTRAL Europe had the guts to confront Hitler with such unobedience and opprobrium about the extermination policy. They say when Hitler heard about Antonescu`s freedom trains, he spit and called Marshall "a Romanian rat". Useless to say about individuals cases when Jews or Gypsies were hidden in the houses of the Romanians which took the risks of condemning to death their entire family. I could probably speak about a village here, near Cluj-Napoca where my grand-grandparents are from.
The ways of life are intriguing, indeed. I`m glad the photos I sent to you were helpful.
Toumai had put disturbing questions. I`ll try to add something that will brighten the answers a little, I think.
Right, nowadays, from all states in the world, Romania has the greatest populations of Romani (Gypsy, tigani, gytanes, etc), counting for 2.5 % of the whole population. After 1989, Romania have passed a set of laws that is the most advanced in the world in the field of equality of chance for the gypsies and other of our minorities. And when I say "most in the world", I mean it! As a fact, European Union had already recommended to all its member states to try to adopt laws accordingly to the Romanian ones. And only think about hundreds of nationalities and ethnics that live on the old continent. It`s not always easy to be so diverse!
The results of these laws are very visible in Romania: countless NGOs deal with the social, economical and criminal issues; most prestigious Universities have opened departments for studying the culture and Roma language; reserved places for Gypsies or Hungarians in universities; governmental programs for professional training designed for Romani; the Gypsy kids fulfill their 12 grades compulsory education; the Gypsy had their own places in the Romanian parliament, despite they do not gather the minimum number of votes; they have special positions as police or governmental officers, places which cannot be occupied by other ethnics.
I know we try hard to deal with the problems we have and till date, we are an example in the whole Europe and the world. What I`ll try to talk about is the past and some aspects few of you know.
Sorry, Therese maybe this is also "no written history", but I feel I had to say it.
In the 18 and 19th centuries, the Gypsies all over Europe were slaves, pretty similar as the Afro-Americans were in the US. Their masters had the right of life or death upon Romani. What it is little known is the fact that the first state in the Europe who abolished the slavery was Valahia (Southern part of Romania), in 1843, under Governor Bibescu. That is five years before the European Revolution in 1848, which only discussed the issue though. We never had slaves since then. So, being free after that, they had the opportunity to travel and get banished to enter other countries, remaining in Romania. That`s something!
Wonderful post! I got sucked into following webbit holes by clicking on links listed to my google search "gypsy history".
There was so much conjecture!
I'd rather read about Gypsywoman's dreams. I feel they are more authentic than a few dozen researchers who qualify themselves with – "no written history" prior to…
Keep sharing the dreams, Gypsy!
too funny on the gmail ads – oh, and i absolutely love gypsy horses – beautiful magnificent creatures –
now, off to check out the site mentioned above –
When I clicked Aleksander's comment on g-mail, the ads at the right side of the page offered Gypsy Horses and Learn Hungarian Software. lol
G-mai ads, of course, are not synchronicities, but still baffling at times.
Aleksander – thanks for the link. I'll check it out.
I don't know about Gypsywoman, but I read it as a message to me (see my comment from The Two TVs). I am involved here https://2020.global.gaiaspace.org/global/pg/profile/malecic. At the moment I am the most active member of that website. My two adopted brothers (not really adopted, but they live with my family)are half-Gypsies (the other half is Hungarian). The reason for my appearance on the above mentioned link has been a long array of synchronicity-looking events (starting with the novel Carigradski drum (Road to Constantinople – the character named Aleksandar is a "fake Gypsy"). I am definitely with that website involved in something larger than life (with or without success in the future).
I always look at dreams as signs and communications of sorts..what needs to be worked out in our waking life…comes to us in dreams..or .something recently in your waking life tapped into that memory…a person you met ect..very interesting story
I'm thinking a trip to romania may be in your future, gypsy!
Interesting info, Toumai, thanks!
i was wondering the same thing, marlene – in terms of possible message here –
Such a rich experience. Amazing story.
facinating story..I wonder what the reason for that dream..at this point in your life..is there a message that is being communicated or maybe we just make random connections to other times from our past in our sleep lives ??
a little postscript on this story is that after i had contacted marius about my dream, he was kind enough to send me a brief history of the area, together with a number of wonderful photos [21] of the same road which i forwarded for trish to see the area –
when i saw one photo in particular, it was almost a duplicate of another scene of my dream where, in a groove of trees, i went through a sort of military checkpoint of some kind while on this road –
the bottom line is that the photo shown at the end of this post is the photo that so defines another part of my dream – and out of the 21 images, trish picked this same photo to put at the end of the post, not knowing when she did so that this image was another scene in my dream –