I had my first WILD a week or two ago, and since then, have had one near WILD (actually, last night!) Based on the last two times, I’ve found that the only method that works for me is going to sleep between five and eight, and then waking up sometime in the middle of the night. I have to stay up for two to three hours before attempting to WILD, which is actually useful, because I usually find something necessary to do in those few hours. I’ve also discovered that alarm clocks don’t work. I need to wake up and go back to bed based on my body’s impulses.
My first WILD was really, really short, and odd enough, I had it while sleeping on my back. Usually I have to sleep on my stomach in order to get to bed! I felt pressure on my chest, as many of you have experienced, like two hands pressing down, and felt as if the mattress were lifting me up and then lowering me into the bed. But I’m not sure whether that was before or after the dream (which was very vague, involved me disappearing down a pothole headfirst, like Alice in Wonderland, and my dog.) My dog actually had no eyes in the dream (just fur), and the significance with that is pretty clear, because she is going blind. It’s interesting to have my first WILD be so surreal and such a true reflection of life.
My WILD ended when I thought I heard the sound of my cat scampering into the room, which she does a lot, and I opened my eyes to see if the door was open. Which it wasn’t, as you might expect.
My near wild, which happened last night, was also the result of a nap. I drifted into a half-sleep and imagined myself facing perpendicular to my actual lying position. Again, I was on my back, and I remember the pressure again, but this time I tried to pull myself even further into that pressure. I must have tried too hard, because I woke up, and when I turned on my stomach, I just fell asleep. Maybe sleeping on my back has something to do with enabling me to keep in a partly conscious state?
On a side note, I often let images come to my head and start “seeing” them on the back of my eyelids. I think it must be partly my imagination, because they’re not fully there, but “hearing” words and “seeing” image is something I try to do.
I’ve also been having some trouble with keeping my hands over the covers, because I feel unsafe. I’m always a little nervous about frightening hallucinations.
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