Gebirgsjäger's past life dreams

So here is my story, I think it is worth hearing :

At the age of 17, one night I had a very lucid dream, where I saw that I was a German soldier.

At first I remember watching German officers attending some kind of a meeting in a place that looked like a temporary camp. At this initial stage of the dream, I was very much awake with consciousness of my present entity, much like an observer of the scene. But something in the dream told me that the on person down there was me, so I moved nearer to the meeting scene very curious to see more about.. myself (!). I took a look closer of my German self, and I noticed that :

• My rank must be that of a corporal or a sergeant, but this is not a sure fact. Maybe I was some kind of veteran private. Not quite sure. But I felt I had some limited command.
• I was wearing a military hat (Africa Korps style)
• I remember I saw an edelweiss as insignia (so, probably Gebirgsjägers as I found out later in my present life), and colours of the insignia were purple white green and yellow. I do not know if the colours - especially purple and yellow - represent some actual unit.
• I was hearing German, without understanding (as my present self).
• Something in the dream was telling me that it was Ardennes 1944. Actually the area of the camp was heavy forested.
• And something in the dream yet again, told me the name "Scorzeny" to remember. At that time, I can assure you, I had never heard of such name before.
• At the end of the meeting, my German self as he left out the tent, turned and looked at me. I can remember the presence : typical German clear face characteristics, open coloured eyes (green gray or blue I'm not sure), I didn't see the hair, but I conclude it was blond because I saw some 2-3 days unshaven blond beard. And not very tall. I'd say I saw a height about 1.65-1.70m.

From then on, my present self disappeared from the dream, and I saw things only through the eyes of the German soldier :

Next thing in the dream, and the most horrifying, was the moment of my death. I remember being in a dig-in defensive position, while close combat was happening. Smoke, enemy fire, all this. Suddenly a grenade exploded in the trench. I was badly hit but not dead yet. Two others laid dead at once beside me. Last thing I recall, it was a British soldier coming after a while, who stabbed me in the back with bayonet.

I immediately woke up, in that stabbing position, in tears and I couldn't breathe. The whole experience was so real that I didn't sleep for the rest of that night.

From that night on, I inclined very much to all matters regarding Third Reich, german military, wargaming, memorabilia etc. I read for the battle of the Ardennes in Quartie's work, and was quite astonished to find the name of Scorzeny. Actually I bought Danny S. Parker's "Hitler Ardennes Offensive", for further investigation. But it didn't happened to me again, at least in such detail. Later on, at 25 and 27, I saw two other minor lucid dreams, always with the feeling of being the same German person that I described to you. In the first one I saw a plane crash, probably a German, and I was rushing to find any survivors. The crash was so close to me that I myself hardly survived. The second one, was the German self again, as a guard, in a camp in Poland or Russia. Everything in snow, and remember supply trucks trying to move on. But nothing else (so far).