Never seen someone die, personally. But I did suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and it had a very harsh effect on my dreams (in that I dreamed of the incident every night for months). Can't say it hurt my ability to get lucid though. |
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Hello there, |
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Never seen someone die, personally. But I did suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and it had a very harsh effect on my dreams (in that I dreamed of the incident every night for months). Can't say it hurt my ability to get lucid though. |
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Everything works out in the end, sometimes even badly.
OH i was about to say, "by my hand, yes." then i realized you meant in real life. no, can't say that i have, though i've killed at least 3 dream characters in lucids, didn't feel any negative feeling, actually, i felt great. and i've killed a bunch in non-lucids accidentally and felt terrible. that had to be hard though, watching somebody die in REAL LIFE??? |
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I have returned, but I'm not the same
I'm a shadow, a shell, it's no longer a game
Peace is dead, peace is gone
All that remains is a chilling song
Hi Theta. |
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Welcome to dreamviews, |
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I hope that this experience hasn't hindered your ability to relax and enjoy a lucid dream. Death is a most disturbing illusion, yet we know from our time in the realm of Lucid Dreams that we have an identity far greater than just the flesh and blood bio-mechanical processes of our physical body. There's a realm beyond time or space, and consciousness may use our physical bodies to manifest itself, but it is as independent from our brains and bodies as the data on your computer hard-drive is independent from the hard-drive itself. I hope that you release that fear of death, embrace the gift of eternal life, and enjoy the lucid dreams that God is hoping to send your way. |
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My mother passed away when I was a 7 years old (pancreatic cancer), and I was there watching through the window of her hospital room as it happened. So from my experiences, I can sort of understand what you are feeling. I went through a period of deep depression, pondering about the futility of life. It is hard to go through something like that, so from the bottom of my heart, I understand what you must have felt and still feel right now. |
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I watched my mom die when I was 14. She had terminal cancer and was in horribly bad shape, just skin and bones and medicated to the max. At the moment of death, her eyes lit up for the first time in years and looked really clear and she smiled and said to me (as I was holding her hand in the Hospital) "It is all so Beautiful" Her eyes stayed open until a nurse closed them with her fingers, but of course the light was gone by then. |
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Welcome . I haven't seen anyone die, but it must have been hard to watch that. I'm sorry. |
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Wow I didn't expect such a warm welcome! Thanks a lot! |
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Hmmm' - Death, the Great awakener? There is something so incredibly real about death. It seems so final, but is it really? |
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A vancouverite, oh boy! Welcome to dreamviews. |
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It certainly was a great awakener. I'm not sure how to describe it, but you know how when you look into someone's eyes and you can tell something alive, with a consciousness, is looking back at you? Well, the moment that woman died I was looking into her eyes, and I could tell she wasn't looking back at me anymore... It's weird, but something about what I saw in her eyes makes me think the body possesses a "soul", or some sort of energy that exists somewhere else after you die... |
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This is one thing I truly hope for, I really do hope that there is some form of life after death, life can be so short especially when events like this occur. |
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I'm with you Arch, I hope there some form of an afterlife as well. I don't suffer from those particular reoccurring nightmares anymore, thankfully that ended a few months after the accident. The only way I could deal with them at the time was waiting for the nightmares to end, and suppressing my ability to remember any dreams at all. |
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When I was 16, I watched my grandmother die on her bed in her home. I remember sitting on the couch, listening to her breathing roughly and not saying anything, and just thinking to myself, 'I want some sort of sign if this is last time I'll see her' and a few minutes later she said, "I love you all" and then a few minutes after that everything just stopped. And I knew she was gone. One of the saddest moments of my life. At the time, I knew what lucid dreaming was, but never tried doing it. The event didn't really affect my dreams and I think it was mostly due to the fact that after it happened, I surrounded myself with friends and just tried to laugh about everything. Laughter really helps getting over hard times. |
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Namaste, this is my first posting. I worked for 3 years as a palliative care nurse, & so I've seen many, many people pass on. Sort of a midwife, just in a different direction. One suggestion is to enter into a state of silence & centeredness & let this woman know that she has passed on & help her into the Light, however you perceive it. Being in BC, you're probably still having lovely weather, so another suggestion is to find a tree that "speaks" to you & sit with you back against it. Just zone out & let yourself become aware of its energy. Once you're ready to leave, tell the tree thank you. You may find that this tree will become your entry point into Dreaming. I frequently use the memory of a huge magnolia tree that was special to me when I was growing up in Texas. Hope it helps. |
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