In my mind’s eye

Knowing a Place You’ve Never Been

Can you know a place that you have never visited?   It is an interesting question, and I am curious to hear your thoughts because it happened to me.  I knew this place before I saw it with my own eyes.

I have known The Great Saint Bernard Pass; however, I had never visited.  I knew this area of the Alps, which borders Italy and Switzerland.  It snuck its way into my mind and never left.

The Pass spoke to me in both my dreams and in my waking mind.  When the words and images first came, I could not stop writing; they commanded my time.  Once, I actually hung my wet arm out past the shower curtain to continue writing on the pad I had to carry everywhere with me, which was sitting on the counter while I showered.

For me, the Pass holds innate magic. When I finally visited the Pass, it was emotional to be there and see and touch what I had only known prior through my imagination.  Buildings were exactly as I saw and wrote about them.

I have had extraordinary experiences, which I could not truly explain.  Perhaps my experience with the Pass will become another.

How did I know this beautiful land in my mind’s eye before I had seen its rolling hills, foggy mountains, or quaint buildings?

Have you ever had this type of experience?  Please share your experience.

I continue to question my experience, but have not found a plausible answer.

Was it a very long déjà vu?  Is the Pass a memory or a synchronism with my imagination?  Did I experience a type of remote viewing?  Is it plausible that these are an ancestor’s memories passed down to me along with other traits I inherited through my DNA?  Could my visceral knowing be proof of my reincarnation?

My heart holds a special place for the breed of dog that takes its name from The Great Saint Bernard Pass hospice.   Did I know the hospice’s original dogs?

I invite you to share your thoughts and experiences.

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