I have realized I've been having lucid dreams for the past 10 years recently when a spark of interest came from nowhere and I started drawing closer to reading about dreams, spirituality, obe, astral projections, etc.
My lucid dreaming always allowed me to see and communicate with my deceased baby sister of 5 years, so they've been very meaningful. Once I started reading up on dreams, etc. I've not had a lucid dream or dreamed of anything I can recall. I suppose once I started "searching" things just faded away.
Last night I dreamed I pulled up to a small house. I had a library, bookstore, or search for a book on my mind while pulling up to the house. My car started rolling backwards, and without panic I thought to just shift the gear, so when I went to take action all of a sudden a volt type sensation overcame me. The best way I can subscribe the feeling was..it felt like a shock of what someone gets when they have a dream of falling and they suddenly jerk.
So, upon getting this volt my body suddenly started intensely vibrating. I was aware I was in my bed, and so at first I panicked, I heard a low voice, but cannot make out what it said. I wasn't startled, or afraid. I have the feeling it said "let go" "open up" "it's ok" or something reassuring, so then I rid it out. I was passing through a tunnel, not falling. The tunnel was grey and had symbols and ancient type markings on them but I didn't take much notice to them. I suddenly had an idea of what was going on (from reading peoples previous experiences, forums, etc) and at first outer body experience popped into my head, and then meeting my spirit guide came to mind. So I panicked, and voiced in my head "no! I'm not ready". I wanted to open my eyes, but held on in curiosity. I finally opened my eyes without any struggle.
I sat and pondered on the what ifs and so forth, and then fell back asleep a few hours later. I then dreamed I was meditating(I've never meditated but read up on it. I want to start) the area was very bright and I was in bright orange. When I placed my wrists upon my knees, palm upwards and pressed my thumb and fingers together I all a sudden got a strong sensation and can only faintly remember I was speaking out loud or saying ohm..I then started gasping for air, but wasn't deprived of oxygen. It was like a breathing technique or something. I was then sitting in front of myself watching myself still in meditative position, eyes opened, gasping for air. It wasn't scary, fearful, just intense. I sat up as if I had woke up but I was still dreaming and I was gasping for air and my husband was next to me telling me how I had my hands "weird looking" when I was asleep.
I then woke up for the day. Not fearful, scared, just curious.
(I come from a Christian background and have also had my share of experience with the Muslim culture in the past. I'm aware of where I stand with God, and small minded Christians who want to get on forums and curse people for wanting to find the meanings and symbols in their dreams have put a fear in my ego towards allowing myself to look at the positive, maybe God needs to take me further in dreams to communicate and allow me to know exactly what is needed)
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