I've had a similar experience, throughout my life, I've had a dream? memory? of me, walking through a field near a house, a salt-box style house, on the shore. Not a beach, rugged terrain, cliffs edge, the ocean below. It's a gray day. East Coast, Maine, I think. Anyway, this seems to be a memory because I am in my body. I am wearing a long, dark-colored dress, thick woolen stockings and boots. I can see my body much as I see my body now, I'm in it, not a mirror reflection, do you know what I mean? Nothing's happening, particularly, I'm just there, it's my home. I've had this dream several times, I believe that it's a memory of a past life. It would be interesting to have a past life regression.
I think that you are working out the pain and regret of that premature death in this life.
Have you ever seen Kundun? I highly recommend it, beautiful film. About the Dalai Lama, who is the reincarnation of all Dalai Lamas that came before: