I few months ago I had a very weird sort of spiritual dream. Just to add that a few months before this dream I started experimenting in meditation with binaural beats and Qi Gong techniques. And the results were very positive in that I could remember almost every dream or multiple dreams I had that night, with an added bonus sensational feeling I will reveal in my dream.
My dream starts out me going into the hallways of an arena greeting and meeting some famous people. I go into this privet dinning room to have a meal with the owner and his wife of the arena. We all sit down to eat and I notice I'm dozing off and eventually pass out. When I come back around, I notice the meal was over but I'm still sitting or lying on the table end. Slowly I start to float upwards in a lying down position and go threw the ceiling and fade out. Then I come back around and find myself lying down on bed with two older women praying at my bare feet. At the same time I see my mother sitting on the right side of the bed praying. Then I start to levitate about five feet and slowing come down and doze off. I come back around and I'm in my room by myself. I start to float and come upright. While still floating, I start to realize it's a dream and start to feel tingles and intense chills and body shakes in my real body. I start going around the house slowing opening doors just by thought. I feel my feet slightly drag as to stop myself from crashing to a door that is closed. I go in reverse, the door opens and I continue and pass through to the kitchen. I glance to the right and see religious candles. I continue to my mother's bedroom and see her sitting on a mattress facing the wall. I go out as if trying to avoid contact and go into and empty room. I look back into the hallway and see my mother going by. I go to meet her. While still floating, I approach her but I feel she's afraid of me since she has her head down as if not wanting to make eye contact. So I extend out my right hand and I say "It's OK". She looks at me and takes my hand. And when she touches my hand, I wake up from my dream.
I'm lying down face up still in bed contemplating and feeling a constant tingle or chills going through my body but not as intense as I felt when I was floating around in my dream. Both of my hands felt numb. Oh and I was wearing a white gown type clothing with my long hair down behind my ears.
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