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     animalspirits Senior Member Username: animalspiritstalstarcom Post Number: 2258 Registered: 10-2006 |
The West direction is where you enter the dreamtime/go to heaven/return to the soul, whatever your belief. They do sit at the West direction as their natural home as Southern Cross said. They can work in other directions or in no direction. But West, is their natural home. Understand that all things are sacred--yet nothing is sacred. ~Yotee Coyote | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6014 Registered: 3-2006 |
Aprylla my Lion was ALways stalking me or so I thought.. I was in turn ALways trying to get away from him.. it would be interesting to see how he (she) appears next time .. a we n' de yauh ho. eh | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1809 Registered: 11-2004 |
See I always thought I was a lioness but I must be a bear because I dream about them frequently. If I dream about them again I'm going to try and not be afraid. Wonder what they want? I had another dream I wanted to post. My husband and I traveled to South America (in the dream). Well we were traveling through the rain forests when we came upon a river. We decided to cross the river. All of the sudden we came upon a tribe. They were standing right by the river. The leader of the tribe had black face paint on and was wearing a black headress. I got a very forboding feeling off of him. I happened to look down and I saw plate sized holes in the ground, like swiss cheese. I peered further into the hole and women and men trapped in the ground. I could see the sunlight reflecting off of their eyes. I had a feeling that if I didn't leave I would join them. I crossed back over the river and also had another feeling that the tribe could not cross the river. My husband didn't follow me. I freaked out and was going to go and get him when two guys came out of a big shed and stopped me. They said I couldn't go back across. "If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| animalspirits Senior Member Username: animalspiritstalstarcom Post Number: 2277 Registered: 10-2006 |
Aprylla, What happened to your husband? Understand that all things are sacred--yet nothing is sacred. ~Yotee Coyote | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1810 Registered: 11-2004 |
Oh sorry. Well I stood there arguing with the two men and they told me to go into the big shed. I woke up and we never retrieved my husband. "If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1811 Registered: 11-2004 |
Maybe he was the Mayan God of Death, Ah Puch? I just listened to a podcast where there were talking about Graham Hancock's new book, Supernatural. I haven't read it yet but they said he ran across many ppl who saw this God of death in their visions. This was after they ingested ayascua (sp?). They said these ppl had similar visions of what this death God looked like. I want to know if he looked like the dude in my dream and no I didn't ingest anything before bed that night. ;) "If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| animalspirits Senior Member Username: animalspiritstalstarcom Post Number: 2282 Registered: 10-2006 |
Aprylla, I was reading it and it was so interesting...then it just stopped. I'm thinking: "Where is her husband? What happened to him?" I want to know if he looked like the dude in my dream and no I didn't ingest anything before bed that night. That thought never crossed my mind.  When you looked down and saw the openings, could they have been port holes and that you were, in fact, standing on a ship of some kind? Were the people trying to get out? One more question, what was in the shed? Understand that all things are sacred--yet nothing is sacred. ~Yotee Coyote | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1812 Registered: 11-2004 |
I should mention about the two guys in the shed. I got the feeling they were monitoring what I was doing and that they were shocked to see me in that location. I also got the feeling that the 2 guys were computer specialists of some sort. They were nerdy looking. "If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1813 Registered: 11-2004 |
As far as I could tell there was computer equipment in the shed. "If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| animalspirits Senior Member Username: animalspiritstalstarcom Post Number: 2284 Registered: 10-2006 |
A, You have any abduction experiences? Understand that all things are sacred--yet nothing is sacred. ~Yotee Coyote | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1814 Registered: 11-2004 |
In the past I've had abduction experiences but since September of 2007 I am abduction free. I asked God to take them away from me. No good was coming from it. Only sleepless nights and really bad nightmares. "If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| chriscrd Member Username: chriscrd Post Number: 99 Registered: 9-2006 |
Had this one yesterday: I was traveling to a place locally I hike at frequently, and there is in real life a back road that is sparsely populated that you can take there instead of off the main highway. It was this time of year, winter, in fact the dream was so realistic I thought for a while that I had actually woken up in real life and drove there before a snowstorm came in, which it did today in real life. Except in the dream I was either on some sort of bike or motorcycle. There was someone with me, seemed to be an annoying young man who was skinny and ratty looking and seemed to keep up with me on foot while I road this bike or motorcycle. The area seemed more deserted and stranger than usual. While it was winter as it really is, this are seemed to have a climate of its own, it was warm. I realized it was a different place than is usually there. It was warm and very very lush and quiet, like the world's ultimate garden. Everything was so beautiful and green and lush and birds could be heard ad no other people were around. I wanted to stop to go explore, the guy with me advised against it. I stopped at a particular spot with very rich foliage. In the woods you could see little buildings, sort of like the hobbit homes in the 'Lord Of The Rings' movies. There didn't seem to be anyone around. I stopped and layed the bike down in a small parking area or clearing on the side of the road and began to hike into the woods. It was very humid, like a rain forest if anyone has ever been to one. There was all sorts of exotic vegetation growing and mixed together, very beautiful. Even cacti growing out of the side of a rock wall. I was very excited and happy. The other guy stayed behind, telling me to come back. I eventually went back to where he and the bike was but some other strange men showed up. They were hillbilly types like out of the movie 'Deliverance'. They took the bike and were laughing at me. I was worried about how I would get back and wondering why the other guy would not get it back for me. The hillbillies were laughing at me. This dream morphed into another one. All of a sudden I was at a calm seaside or bay side location, looked like a bay or some place with dunes at low tide. There was a house there, modern house with windows all around. I was to stay there with other people, I think it was for a wedding that was to take place there, I was to stay overnight and be a part of this wedding. The people I did not know. They were annoying and fake and snotty. I kept wondering how such people could live somewhere beautiful. It was a big gathering, which seems to be the theme of many of my dreams these days, I often dream of gatherings with people I don't know or parties where certain family members are present. I was irritated at these people. Suddenly a friend of mine from real life was there. In real life I am having problems with this friend and we haven't spoken for some time. I began to argue with another guy there and this friend of mine stepped in to defend me, which annoyed me as in real life this has gotten him into trouble many times for overreacting. That's all I remember from that one. | ||
| chriscrd Member Username: chriscrd Post Number: 100 Registered: 9-2006 |
One from a few nights ago: Something happened in the world, some sort of disaster or war or catastrophe, I couldn't tell. I was some sort of 'survivor'. I was among many people with uniforms, we all seemed to be wearing some sort of plain overalls, like the ones racecar drivers wear without all the sponsor's logos on them. We were in a large building that looked exactly like many public high schools, sort of my old high school actually. The building or school was converted to house many 'survivors'. I had to pick, in a hurry, where I want my living quarters to be. I was shown floor plans and had to choose. I could see on the plans how it was all divided up into living quarters rather efficiently. I chose a unit on the top floor, under the roof with one of the walls being an outside wall of this place. There were no windows, they seemed to have been removed and covered over for some reason. The floor plan of my dwelling seemed to be triangular, they all seemed to be designed this way. I went up to my unit and seemed to be unpacking what few possessions I seemed to have. Another person walked in, a woman I seemed to somehow know, in real life or wherever who seemed surprised to see me also. We caught up with each other but I was annoyed that I had to share my space with her. I am not sure who she is but a female often appears in my dreams in this manner which I have posted about in this section before. We then went over plans showing the outside walls of this place in relation to our unit. I was shown how burial plots were assigned outside along the foundation of this building according to which one you live in. I believe these were burial plots for loved ones who did not make it. I was show some corner plots outside the building in relation to my unit, which I think was a corner unit actually or next to one. There were lots of other people in the background, working, moving in etc. | ||
| chriscrd Intermediate Member Username: chriscrd Post Number: 101 Registered: 9-2006 |
A few reoccurring dreams over the last few weeks dealt with air travel. They are all almost all the same. I am in a plane, with the same family member, usually my mother, uncle, sister maybe a few others. Not many other people on the plane, just some stewardesses. The inside is very plane and sterile, bright white almost, you cannot tell what airline it is. Many empty seats. In one dream it was the first class section in front of a large plane. Another one the other night were middle aisle seats in an even larger plane with an insane amount of seats in it, much bigger than anything that's out there in real life. But not many other people. It is always uner the guise of either traveling to europe to visit family or coming back from such a trip, which we have done in real life many times over my lifetime. There are windows on the plane but you cannot see out of them. You cannot tell if you are actually 'flhying' or not. When there is supposed to be a 'landing', it feels like nothing. In the other night's dream, we 'landed' and were to go through your usual immigration checkpoint, which seemed to be american. I was with my mother and sister. We were separated into different lines in immigration. There were other people all over but none seemed to get off our flight. The only other people I remember on the plane were female stewardesses. I got to my turn in line. The man behind the counter was asking many questions and suspicious of me. He seemed hesitant to let me into the country and suspicious of me. He told me to open my bags. I realized I had left my larger bag on the plane. I asked if I could go back to get it since the gate the plane was parked at was very close. He told me to hurry up, to come back to his line only and that I was in trouble and would be investigated further. I got my mother and sister out of the lines they were waiting in and we rushed back to the place down a typical airplane gate walkway. There were stewardesses in 60's style uniforms standing around talking and shocked to see us coming back. I went into the plane but forgot where we were sitting, it was so big inside. As I went in, I saw other staff walking out that I had not seen before. Men in white uniforms, men in chef type tall hats walking towards me, shocked to see me also, like I was not supposed to come back in and see them. I do not remember the rest. | ||
| animalspirits Senior Member Username: animalspiritstalstarcom Post Number: 2293 Registered: 10-2006 |
Aprylla, Could this dream have something to do with those abductions? Perhaps a memory of one coming to the surface? Otherwise, I have no clue... Understand that all things are sacred--yet nothing is sacred. ~Yotee Coyote | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1816 Registered: 11-2004 |
Awww shucks AS, was hoping you'd know something about the tribe leader with the black headdress. Black feathers to be precise. I've been researching it and can't find any info on black headdresses. Oh well, guess some things need to remain a mystery. "If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| Minim Intermediate Member Username: minim Post Number: 145 Registered: 11-2006 |
Cute smilie dream for the day: ...packing and packing and almost done, but I knew I still had to find my Worry Unit. ...looking and looking and finally finding a scruffy old brown yellow bellied wide grinning teddy bear named 'Trouble'. Give yours a hug, and Happy Valentine's Day, minim  | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4451 Registered: 12-2006 |
another day, another dream about being back in school again, back in the old abandoned junior high school, searching for one of my old lockers, trying desperately to remember one of my combinations because I just know I've left something behind, or that I just want to see some of the things I scribbled on the inside of my locker so badly...trying to explain to people that they arent really there, but that I am laying in bed dreaming them up, and them looking at me (obviously) like im a nut. http://www.myspace.com/fortwynt I love to add new friends! | ||
| Southern Cross Senior Member Username: jolinda Post Number: 3920 Registered: 1-2004 |
I have recurring dreams about being back in high school, trying to find my locker or get the locker open. I wonder if that means I'm trying to contact the part of "me" that is the storehouse of information? Like I'm locked out and want to get back into it. | ||
| Mama Shine Senior Member Username: mama_shine Post Number: 5493 Registered: 9-2006 |
I have the recurring high school dreams as well. Mine are that I have lost my schedule and I'm wandering around not knowing which classroom I'm assigned to..I just wander the halls and feel so helpless. Why I don't go and ask for another schedule, I don't know. I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~William Blake | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4460 Registered: 12-2006 |
I have that same dream mama! HAHA http://www.myspace.com/fortwynt I love to add new friends! | ||
| Southern Cross Senior Member Username: jolinda Post Number: 3921 Registered: 1-2004 |
Mama, I have the wandering around lost dream, the I've skipped class all year and now I have to take the final to graduate dream, the I'm forced to go back to high school, but I already have my master's degree dream, and all kinds of versions of being back in school, wanting to find romance, but being ALONE. | ||
| Second Wind Senior Member Username: second_wind Post Number: 1079 Registered: 4-2007 |
I guess, despite our (sometimes obvious) differences, we are all still a lot alike in just being human. The "school" dreams seem to be pretty universal. Mine always involve being late for class/missing most of the year/being held back a grade, none of which happened in real life. With some dreams, it can be fairly easy to figure out the psychological and/or spiritual meanings behind them. And these dreams seem "organic" or natural. But sometimes, the absolutely bizarre, involved, complicated mini-series-like dreams make me wonder. These dreams have such an "artificial" feel to them.  Then, there are the dreams that feel just "too real" to be "just dreams". "In the end, only kindness matters." | ||
| Ryan Advanced Member Username: ryan Post Number: 324 Registered: 4-2001 |
I had another one of "those dreams" last night. This seems and feels like it was the fourth one of these I have had over the years. Though it could be only the third. I'm asleep and I wake up feeling extremely exhausted, tired, and groggy. To the extreme. Like in one of those dreams where you just feel so tired you don't want to wake up and only want to go back to sleep. In this dream, I wake up in my dark room and that synthetic feeling, external, induced, and manufactured, overwhelming and unnatural sense of fear and terror is present. Initially, it's unsettling. It's so intense though and contains so much energy; I'm sure I could get used to it and and acclimate to it if exposed to it long enough. I'm sure I could adjust to it. But I don't think I was fully in my waking mindset at the time. "This me"(the awake me), is different then "that me"(the dreamer or half asleep me). So I'm awake and I couldn't shake the thought of one or more greys being in the dark room. Something was said or maybe it was only a noise or sound, but I couldn't make out what was said. It seemed like a dream, but elements to it made it seem like it was a real event. Like I did wake up and did experience and feel all that while awake. The physical feeling to it all is why I feel it may have been real. It's the third or fourth time I've experienced that externally induced fear or terror. Always in my dark room after I've been asleep first. Has anyone else here ever experienced this and can relate to what I'm describing? Particularly when they've been around or involved? | ||
| Second Wind Senior Member Username: second_wind Post Number: 1090 Registered: 4-2007 |
Yes, Ryan. In my own way, that is what I was trying to say in my post above, just above yours. Another way I have described these "dreams", is that they are more like being in an altered state, similar to drug-induced. Does that ring any bells? Edited to say: Actually, not just "similar" to a drug-induced altered state, but almost exactly like one. (Message edited by second_wind on February 16, 2008) "In the end, only kindness matters." | ||
| Damon Intermediate Member Username: damon Post Number: 143 Registered: 7-2005 |
Hello Group, It's been awhile since I've posted. Here are a couple of dreams I've had recently. First, The Star Map…………The dream begins with me sitting on a park bench, it’s a nice sunny day. The bench is green and the ground beneath my feet is sandy. There is a man sitting next to me with fair skin and a full beard. His hair is wavy and shoulder length. He is talking to me but his lips aren’t moving. He hands me a note with something written on it but I’m unable to read it. I tell him I don’t understand and he looks at me and smiles. He speaks to me again and this time I understand him. He tells me that someone thanks me for everything I’ve done for him, he told me the name but I didn’t understand. He smiled at me again and bent over and drew a symbol in the sand. It looked like the mathematical symbol for Pi, but with only one vertical line instead of two. He looks at me again and says now do you understand? I shake my head and walk away into the park in front of me. I look up into a tree in front of me and notice that in the sky beyond, there are two suns in the sky. The first is roughly the size of ours, a little bigger, but not as bright. The second was about a quarter the size of the first. There was a moon visible in the sky as well, half the size of the first sun. I decided to get a better look and floated up above the trees. There where buildings in the distance, I needed more height, another burst and I’m now high in the sky with a clear view. As I study the suns in front of me I suddenly find myself out in space, a black void. Stars begin to come into view in front of me, at first a few, then hundreds. My attention is drawn to one star as it brightens in intensity. The star field turns into a three dimensional map. A circle is drawn around the bright star and a group of symbols appear next to it, I think it was CRE2, but can’t say for sure (text is always the hardest thing to remember). The area around the star expands and I see a solar system, a dozen or so planets of varying size, their orbits defined by lines, each planet with symbols next to it. A planet blinks and expands, a circle is drawn around it, the symbols where clear but can’t remember those at all. The planet expands again, this time engulfing my entire view, I seem to be in orbit around it. I see an unrecognizable land mass that runs from the northern pole and extends two thirds the distance to the south. It has many fingers that extend out into its ocean and I also see clouds. The view changes and what I see now I can’t describe, it’s an explosion of color, like looking through a kaleidoscope. Geometric symbols start to form in front of me and as they come to the forefront they are also circled. Paragraphs of symbols appear next to each one, it’s going way too fast for me now and I can’t keep up. The speed of the images increase and then brightens into a white light, a pure white void, and then black and I wake up. Second, Spheres of Life…………I did not get to finish this one because my wife awoke me to stories of big spiders. As I remember, I was floating once again out in space looking down at a planet, it looked like ours. I was fairly close as it took up the majority of my field of vision. I’m just floating there for some time in awe of the site before me when I see something coming up from the surface. It’s kind of blurry and I can’t make it out. As they get closer I see that they are spheres, hundreds of them. Looking at them I am reminded of migrating birds. They are passing in front of me now and are a light greenish/gray in color and semi transparent/opaque, like a jellyfish. As they pass by the stars behind them are distorted. It is truly a beautiful site, they seem alive, and I can feel their energy. At this point I think to myself “what are they?” A voice answers “spheres of life, they are leaving” I become disturbed by this and thrust my hand forward towards them in an attempt to stop them and they do, frozen in time right before me. I float up to one that is out away from the main group. I’m looking inside of it now and sense movement but it is hard to see. A voice says to me “it is pure energy at its center, a single molecule.” As the words are spoken I see it, it’s like I’m zooming in with a microscope. I feel compelled to touch it, the urge becomes too strong and I reach out and grab it. I feel an energy, a warmth in my hand. The voice says to me “it is a part of you now and ………………………. This is where I’m awaken to stories of big spiders, what timing!  ”There comes a time in our lives when the firm ground we stand on vanishes from beneath our feet. At that moment we must either fall, or we must learn to fly.” | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6038 Registered: 3-2006 |
Wow Damon very interesting dreams.. I had words spoken to me last night.. Right in the center of my forehead a man with dark hair and short bristly whiskers LOUDLY spoke MY NAME.. he wanted my attention..I opened my eyes and his face disappeared...I went back to sleep  a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| Southern Cross Senior Member Username: jolinda Post Number: 3930 Registered: 1-2004 |
I second Buddie's wow, Damon. I don't think those were just dreams. They sound like some of Robert Monroe's out of body experiences. Buddie, how cool. Do you see people in your third eye like that often? Since he said your name I assume he was trying to get your attention. Maybe he was one of your guides. | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6043 Registered: 3-2006 |
not often .. he clapped his hands I think (loudly) and said my name.. I woke up still hearing my name.. I saw him but went back to sleep.. I can't say it's the only time but he got my attention more a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| Southern Cross Senior Member Username: jolinda Post Number: 3932 Registered: 1-2004 |
How cool. I wonder if you'll start getting a lot more communication from spirits? The other night I was in the in between waking and dreaming state and I heard a voice in my right ear. It said mxphmrup, or some darned other thing I couldn't make out. It was like I was trying to listen to a radio station that wasn't tuned in right. It kept trying to talk, but I wasn't getting it. | ||
| Southern Cross Senior Member Username: jolinda Post Number: 3933 Registered: 1-2004 |
I take it you didn't know this man? | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6044 Registered: 3-2006 |
Not sure how one looks from that side.. but he had the facial like things of someone I know.. Not exactly though. But he got my attention.. then went away a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6046 Registered: 3-2006 |
I have had wake ups before. This was Loud and in the center of my head,,I thought if they could have shaken me awake by my shoulders thats what they would have done.. but I still don't remember ? a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| Southern Cross Senior Member Username: jolinda Post Number: 3936 Registered: 1-2004 |
OK. I was wondering if it might have been a deceased relative or a relative of someone that you know trying to get a message through. I've heard that the location "source" of what you hear can vary a lot, but I don't have that much experience with that kind of hearing. I will usually hear the astral sounds that I've learned to associate with the chakras, and on occasion I've heard my Dad say something to me. (He has passed.) | ||
| animalspirits Senior Member Username: animalspiritstalstarcom Post Number: 2365 Registered: 10-2006 |
SC, Next time try listening without your hearing. See if anything pops in your head at the same time. If you concentrate of trying to understand the 'words' you may miss the message which might be visual. If I am having trouble understanding something one way, I stop and try using other senses until I get the message. Also, don't try and put it in a box. Be open to communication of any sort. It is different with everyone. If you don't understand the first few times, you will get another chance. Spirits are infinitely patient. Understand that all things are sacred--yet nothing is sacred. ~Yotee Coyote | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6047 Registered: 3-2006 |
When my loved ones visit me..it's in a dream/wake/real state.. I had an Aunt visit with my dad who was a regular visitor..I think I put the FEAR in DAD.. I knew I'd see him but made him PRomise not to visit as a ghost in my bed room because I'd FREAK.. he's been true to his word and so has MoM.. Anyway it did not have that feel.. This person had a broad forehead with dark hair and short wiskers..and was right in my face.. weird because I'd never been shouted awake before a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| Damon Intermediate Member Username: damon Post Number: 144 Registered: 7-2005 |
buddie/Southern Cross, I have a guide who I think is female that talks to me from time to time in this type of dream. This type of dream is always very vivid and I find it very easy to recall all of the details, not like other dreams where you forget most of it almost immediately. Here is another one I had awhile back, with a voice at the end, I keep a journal of them. First thing that I recall was being under some sort of structure. It was low to the ground and I felt like I was under a porch. I’m hiding from someone or something, it’s the dead of the night and there are lights moving around everywhere out there, searching. I’m pressing myself up against a wall in an attempt to better conceal myself. There is a darkness for a bit, a void, I must have fallen asleep. The darkness dissolves away, I’m awake now and it is light outside. I hear voices and feel a presence around me. I take a look around to survey my situation. There are two openings for me to take, one behind, one in front. Out beyond the openings I see green grass and bushes. The bushes are along a very high stone wall. The stone is rust in color, brick shaped and there are no mortar joints, the masonry is flawless. The top of the wall steps up and down as it goes off in the distance. I hear a crackle behind me, electrical in nature, it’s very close. I turn to see a man near the back opening. His skin is an ash gray, scraggly white hair, deep set eyes with dark circles around them. He is dressed in rags and physically very frail looking. He has in his hand a staff, this is the source of the electrical discharge. At the top of the staff there is a glowing white crystal, a blue energy swirls around it and there seems to be some sort of cage containing it. He sees me now, I turn to exit out the front but stop in my tracks. There is another person blocking my retreat. This one is very tall, about eight feet in height, big boned and muscular. He has dark shoulder length hair, stubble on his face, fair skin and is wearing loose fitting clothes. He is also holding some sort of staff at his side, it’s gray and metallic looking, different from the one the old man is wielding. My eyes scan back and forth between the two of them. Which way do I go? The person in front yells “get him out of there” to the old man. I turn to face him as he is adjusting something around the crystal. As he finishes his adjustments the energy around the crystal starts to swirl faster. He raises the staff above his head and strikes the ground in front of him. Energy crackles and is released in a clap. I feel a wave hit me and the hair on my body stands on end. Something tells me I do not want any part of that staff. I turn to the front opening and the other one is now standing in a defensive stance with his staff out in front of him. The staff seems to be vibrating as it is hard to focus on the tip. That’s when I notice over his shoulder a portion of the wall that seems lower than the rest. I think I can jump that high but I have to get around him first. I charge from the opening right at him, he draws the staff over his head to strike me but I’m to fast. I reach him and catch his hand before he can come down. He just stands there, starring at me, my free hand strikes him in the shoulder joint and he releases the staff. I strike him a few times and he falls to the ground. I toss the staff to the side and run for the wall. As I’m running away I hear the men shouting behind me. Their shouts are answered somewhere up in front of me, more have joined the chase. I see movement out of the corner of my eye. I’m at the wall now and I leap, just catching the top with my hand. I pull myself up and do a quick flip over the wall. What I see before me now is truly aye inspiring. I’m standing on an enormous walkway that is the top of the wall. It now reminds me of the Great Wall of China because the walkway extends off into the horizon in both directions. Directly in front of me is a huge courtyard seamlessly connected to the walkway. There are three buildings spaced evenly around the courtyard all equally impressive in size and beauty. Three cathedrals all connected at their base, all with a very tall tower at the center, all made of the same rust colored stone. I get the impression this is a place of great knowledge. I hear hurried footsteps coming from my left. My friends have emerged from a hidden stairwell and are rushing towards me. I turn to my left and run down the walkway, away from them. I’m picking up a lot of speed now and hear nothing behind me. My focus is drawn out in front of me, the wall is coming to an end. I leap over and land on another walkway, shorter, but of the same material. This section is not maintained like the rest as it is falling apart. I reach the end of this section and leap again. This time I land on the ground, the soil is sandy and also kind of reddish in color. There are small shrubs growing up from the soil. I start to run again and the shrubs begin to increase in height. I must jump up to see where I’m going. My jumps increase in height as the trees do and I can sense I’m about to take flight, one more jump. I’m up in the air now looking down at the forest below me as I pass over. The trees are very tall with stilt like root systems. There are breaks in the tree tops here and there exposing small lakes. I’m picking up speed again, the trees terminate at a coastline, red sand beaches. The water below me is an aqua blue and fairly calm. I’m really starting to move at a great speed now. I look back and watch the shoreline dissolve away. Turning my attention back in front of me I see a tower rising up from the water. It is very different from the other structures. The material seems to be metallic, hues of blue, green, and purple dance across the surface. As I pass over it I get a sense of its size, hundreds of feet tall. I look ahead and see another one, similar, but slightly different in color. I am going really fast now and the towers are passing by like fence posts. All in a straight line heading somewhere off in the distance. They stop and I reach the opposite shore or maybe just an island. The landmass is littered with waterways, like fingers extending out into the water, small dwellings all around the shoreline. I’m moving to fast and can’t get a good look at them. My sight goes blurry and the darkness returns. I hear a voice, “Damon wake up, you can wake up now, we are here.” I open my eyes and look at the clock, its 5:59 am, much later than most of my journeys. I usually have these around the 4 o’clock time frame. There is a strobe like effect going on in my head and a tingling. This is a common side effect when I have dreams like this. ”There comes a time in our lives when the firm ground we stand on vanishes from beneath our feet. At that moment we must either fall, or we must learn to fly.” | ||
| Damon Intermediate Member Username: damon Post Number: 145 Registered: 7-2005 |
I'm reading a book now called "Opening to Channel" by Sanaya Roman and Duane Packer in an attempt to connect with my guide. I have been startled a few times recently with touches/words in the middle of the night and I don't understand,I like to know what they want. The other night I was up getting a snack at about 3 in the morning (a brownie and glass of milk, I know that's bad )and as I was drinking the milk someone said something in my right ear, I didn't understand what they said, but I almost dropped the glass. The voice was high pitched like a child. I snapped my head around thinking my wife or one of the kids had walked up behind me, but no one was there. Does anyone have any recommended reading in regards to this subject or a god source for meditation. I don't practice meditation right now but feel compelled to start. ”There comes a time in our lives when the firm ground we stand on vanishes from beneath our feet. At that moment we must either fall, or we must learn to fly.” | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6052 Registered: 3-2006 |
 all I can say is YES I have TRied to hide from lights in the sky..but my family couldn't see them..the dream was in black and white.. a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| susi t learn Senior Member Username: etsi Post Number: 10336 Registered: 4-2003 |
not exactly a dream, but the second i woke up i 'heard'; 'the first truth...everything's a sphere.' | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4494 Registered: 12-2006 |
Dreamed last night that someone told me "within the next 3 weeks, the human population will be reduced by half"....*shrugs*. Also, I dreamed I was at some sort of concert event in a stadium, when I realized that this certain person had a bomb and intended on blowing the place up...I sought him out and found him and tried to chat with him and lead him outside the building....people were referring to him as "common"....once he was outside, I flew into the air above him and a voice issued forth from my mouth in a booming tone, speaking some sort of things to this person, and he cowered at them...I recall at this point we were in a circular room with statues of different religions around the perimeter of the inside of this room, and I motioned strongly with my hands to destroy them. ONe more dream I had was that I was taken to a facility where I was to play certain "games" which would develop some sort of "thing" within me...cant go into more detail than that...I was forced to be here...and to the shock of my "handlers", the thing within me was manifested in a much more powerful and surprisingly fierce way than they had anticipated....i spent the next good bit of time overcome by my "inner beast", slaughtering people and wrecking the place, until they stuck me with some sort of cyringe and the dream ended. http://www.myspace.com/fortwynt I love to add new friends! | ||
| Second Wind Senior Member Username: second_wind Post Number: 1107 Registered: 4-2007 |
Wow, fortwynt. Now, that's what I'm talking about!!  But seriously......those are some pretty incredible and intense and.......telling? dreams! (Need an icon for "shocked expression"!) "In the end, only kindness matters." | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4499 Registered: 12-2006 |
haha yah i sort of dont want to poke at those too much. http://www.myspace.com/fortwynt I love to add new friends! | ||
| Aprylla Senior Member Username: astralgazer Post Number: 1829 Registered: 11-2004 |
Hope that doesn't come true fort."If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?" George Orwell 1984 | ||
| Second Wind Senior Member Username: second_wind Post Number: 1157 Registered: 4-2007 |
"haha yah i sort of dont want to poke at those too much." Chicken!!? Just kidding, fort. I understand all too well. I do my "poking" in fits and starts. Sometimes, I can't help poking, and other times, I withdraw from not only actively poking, but from even thinking about poking! Sounds kinda, er, um.....well...never mind.  But seriously, that last dream you described; boy, do I identify with that! I had really bizarre dreams last night, that are just too upsetting to talk about. The only thing I will say is that there were cigarettes in the dream, although I did not smoke, and that was a very minor aspect of the dream. (I am just past the 3-month mark, and still a non-smoker!) "In the end, only kindness matters." | ||
| shedmyskin Senior Member Username: shedmyskin Post Number: 684 Registered: 1-2007 |
I'm glad I found a place to post about dreams on here. This is a bit odd. I had a dream last thursday night. It was basically about me and a former coworker. The coworker is a she and we got pretty close in a work relattionship kinda way, nothing other than that. I have a g/f who I love and she lived with her b/f etc. We're both very faithful people. There would never have been anything else to go on under these circumstances...now with that said...there was a definate spark between us and it was more on what I'd consider a spiritual deep connection kind of way. She moved to a new company but we keep in touch....so to the dream. The dream was a bit and I won't get graphic but....eh racey to the point where I awoke and was like wow.....that was intense and man it was one of those dreams that almost feels like a memory, like it was something real....anyway I didn't think to much of it, just thought huh thats weird because I hadnt actually talked to her in 4 or 5 months via email phone or anything. So I get to work the next day on friday and in my email acount at my work email is an email from her just saying hi and asking how I was doing and asking if I could throw some dvd's I barrowed in the mail to send back to her. The email was actually sent thur. afternoon about 10 minutes after I had left work. Then I had that VERY intense and real feeling dream that thur. night before having read the email or even thought about her. I wrote back just saying I was doing good and that I would mail the dvd's back and asked how she was, and she has yet to write back, lol. It was just odd as all hell...and I figured this is the perfect place to share an odd experience if I ever knew one. I'm not going to ask her, lol because of the content of the dream, but its like I almost want to ask her if she had a dram about me thur. night....I doubt that, thats just too much...or so I would think. Even if not that its like somehow I knew she was thinking about me that day and it translated into a dream? Or just wild coincidence? A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have. -Thomas Jefferson | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6086 Registered: 3-2006 |
SMS I can relate to your dream..you did say there was a 'spark' between you and she..perhaps your connected on another level more closely than most.. and you could mention to her btw you popped into my head the very day you emailed me.. sorry spelling error (Message edited by buddie on February 26, 2008) a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| shedmyskin Senior Member Username: shedmyskin Post Number: 685 Registered: 1-2007 |
I should do that. One of those things in life that makes you go hmmmmmm?  A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have. -Thomas Jefferson | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6093 Registered: 3-2006 |
Yup...and wipe that grin of your face a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4598 Registered: 12-2006 |
I dreamed earlier today that I had a detatch-able plastic head...it was notably hard to breath without the head attached...I realized I had to take it off and put some shampoo on the hair because it was hard to remember to wash it when it was attached. It seemed quite a bit smaller than my real head...almost doll-ish. (Message edited by fortwynt on March 01, 2008) I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| Second Wind Senior Member Username: second_wind Post Number: 1218 Registered: 4-2007 |
Oh, fort......  does that mean that if we keep our heads on straight, even if they are "plastic and dollish/small" (small/closed-minded?), that we will be less susceptible to brain-washing? And that, also, if we keep our heads on straight, that we will also be less likely to be brain-washed, because we will be able to breathe better, thereby having more oxygen to the brain?  Oh, my goodness, I just could not resist. "In the end, only kindness matters." | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4602 Registered: 12-2006 |
You know SW, you do have a gift....(i needn't tell you this though) I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| nativealien Advanced Member Username: afusco Post Number: 296 Registered: 1-2008 |
Fort quote I dreamed earlier today that I had a detatch-able plastic head...it was notably hard to breath without the head attached...I realized I had to take it off and put some shampoo on the hair because it was hard to remember to wash it when it was attached. It seemed quite a bit smaller than my real head...almost doll-ish. What in God's name do you eat before going to bed? Strontium 90? That's not a dream Fort that's a salvadore dali painting. | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4604 Registered: 12-2006 |
Cats native, just cats. I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| Shanjaq Intermediate Member Username: shanjaq Post Number: 123 Registered: 5-2004 |
also had a dream I was sent to investigate problems at some enclosed fish hatchery type place, found that the water was full of fast-spinning agitators that kept grinding up the fish, and the water level kept rising and falling, getting them stuck in grating under the walkway, and somehow birds had gotten into the enclosure and had been feeding on them for long enough to develop an ecological balance(just enough birds to subsist on the number of fish caught in the grating every time the water level would fall back.) I had no personal reason to be there, but my job was to "fix something" there, so I just focussed on preserving the fish. I pulled out the agitators and stomped on the walkway to set a few of the fish loose that were not yet suffocated or half-eaten by the birds... This upset the balance for the birds, so they started eating my fingers off =P "If we could produce electric effects of the required quality, this whole planet and the conditions of existence on it could be transformed." -Nikola Tesla | ||
| Mama Shine Senior Member Username: mama_shine Post Number: 5725 Registered: 9-2006 |
Shanjag, Sounds like you did an OOB to my backyard canal. Cool dream. I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~William Blake | ||
| Second Wind Senior Member Username: second_wind Post Number: 1221 Registered: 4-2007 |
Fort, What in God's name do you eat before going to bed? Strontium 90? That's not a dream Fort that's a salvadore dali painting." X 100 Cats native, just cats. X 100!!! I love to laugh out loud, and you guys "do it for me"!! You are funny as hell, witty as hell! Love it! shanjaq, I was thinking that you just described the "job description" of the board moderator here at UC!!! But it's open to interpretation who are the fish, who are the alligators, and who are the birds!"In the end, only kindness matters." | ||
| Second Wind Senior Member Username: second_wind Post Number: 1222 Registered: 4-2007 |
LOLOLOL!!!! I just re-read your post, shanjaq, and realized you said "fast-spinning agitators", NOT alligators. (But maybe there's no difference!) OMG! I need some sleep! Oh, to sleep, perchance, NOT to dream! "In the end, only kindness matters." | ||
| Ldyhawk369 Senior Member Username: ldyhawk369 Post Number: 561 Registered: 8-2007 |
Was dreaming of house I had to sell when felt my chin squeezed firmly and that woke me up, strange. | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4615 Registered: 12-2006 |
I have a weird thing that happens in a lot of my dreams....to get around quickly I lower myself to the ground and sprint on all fours much like an animal, i even pull at the ground with each leap to increase my speed dramatically....im not sure why i do this or where the thought came from, but i always seem to revert to it when i need to get around more quickly I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| Mahalla New member Username: robin Post Number: 8 Registered: 2-2008 |
sounds like a werewolf! | ||
| nativealien Advanced Member Username: afusco Post Number: 305 Registered: 1-2008 |
Fort In your dreams did you have sex? Because I run the same way to the kitchen looking for something to eat right after sex. Maybe you're not dreaming but experiencing a lost sex episode, sort of like the lost time episodes reported by abductees. hmmmmmmmm.... | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4620 Registered: 12-2006 |
Nope native, no sex....must be something else... I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| Mama Shine Senior Member Username: mama_shine Post Number: 5745 Registered: 9-2006 |
Fort, This is strange. My husband told me of having dreams that he went on all fours and got around very swiftly. I'll have to ask him exactly how his dream or dreams went. I have dreams that I skim along say six inches from the ground. It's a cool way to get around. I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~William Blake | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4624 Registered: 12-2006 |
That's crazy Mama, I hope to hear more about that! I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| Mama Shine Senior Member Username: mama_shine Post Number: 5746 Registered: 9-2006 |
I went back and asked him again about it. He said he dreamed he was over in the central business district in New Orleans and started out jogging but just went to all fours and got along very fast. Nothing much more than that. I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~William Blake | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4626 Registered: 12-2006 |
That's mostly the way it happens for me too mama....all the sudden i just get the idea "i could go much faster if I just dropped down" and i start sprinting along much more rapidly, and specifically i pull at the ground with my hands and dig in with my feet and launch myself extremely fast...i do this when I know I need to go faster, to get away, catch something/someone, etc....very interesting stuff...tell him i say thank you for his input. I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| inxa Advanced Member Username: inxa Post Number: 442 Registered: 11-2006 |
Shanjaq, according to the Cayce readings and my own dreams of fish and water it seems you are trying to balance your emotions of spirituality. The fingers write, so maybe something within you is being cut off from expressing how you feel. What do you make of your dream? | ||
| Berghaus Senior Member Username: berghaus Post Number: 840 Registered: 6-2003 |
Talk about heavy stuff. Hit bed early last night, in spite of a relaxing week off work ahead of me. Several times yesterday I caught momentary glimpses of something very small and bright white darting past windows here at home during the day. Always too quick to see but not quick enough to completely avoid detection, if that was the object. Anyway, on waking this morning I had a vague memory of trying to move something or someone away from a massive beam of light shining down on us from the night sky. I remember trying my best to get 'us' away from the beam and then failing. It was a bit like dissolving a bit when you became affected by the beam. Thinking back, I can recall knowing that we would go up if we got into the beam. That's all I can remember and I know it's not much. Yes, it doesn't get much battier than that and I've never had any dreams like that before. Anyone else feel really strongly that a massive change is about to descend on them.? | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4640 Registered: 12-2006 |
Just have to mention a dream i had today. I was in a house with some teenagers, some friends of my nephew i take it....also there was an older woman there (not OLD mind you) in her (i would say) mid 40's. She was a peculiar lady, shoulder length golden/brown hair, and she was an artist, who also had a tinge of psychic flavor to her i perceived, though im not sure how i gleaned this from just a few minutes of conversation, although that IS how dreams are, no? She took a look at my (left?) hand and started getting sorta angry with me, i perceived. All I could see (the room was dimly lit) was some mark on the very bottom of my hand, near the wrist...looked like i had scribbled with a pen a little dot on there or something....she says "no look closer" and turned the light on....I saw then that there was actually an elaborate picture drawn on my hand, the palm I believe....it was a picture of a beach-front (or other water front) house, brown, sorta "old" looking....in the water there was a large brown boat, i would say it looked like what i would consider the classic idea of "noahs ark" might have looked like, but could have been any older boat i suppose....wooden. Directly in front of it was a smaller boat though i dont remember much of that one. The woman was acting very suspect towards me, as if she thought that I had drawn it myself and was lying about it...i think i had just woken up and i was proclaiming that it was odd that it was there, that i had apparently woken up with it there, that maybe one of the teenagers had drawn it on me in my sleep. She then pulled out a piece of paper with a drawing on it (remember she's an artist, i realized this when i looked to a room off of the main one briefly and saw many small canvas in there with paintings on them), she claimed she drew this from a dream she had the night before... When I saw the drawing on the paper, it matched the drawing on my hand EXACTLY, and I assume this is why she was acting strangely towards me...at any rate at this point i started freaking out, understandably.... Also there were these words written on the paper and I think on my hand (how my hand contained all this info is unknown)....these words were as follows: BEEEST HAAAVE BLADESLICE(?) (something else i dont remember) As I read them, I sounded them out in my head...it almost sounded to me like "best have" as in "you had better have" (as some people in this area would phrase it) like "you best have a knife" Or maybe it was "Beast"...hard to say. At any rate I then began thinking that someone had been killed, and that this lady had set up this elaborate situation to make me think i was losing my mind, that perhaps I had killed some people and didn't realize it, and my subconscious was telling me that I had. I believed that she was the killer and was setting me up. I ran out to the front door where I saw the police pulling up, she had phoned them apparently...I ended up in the cop car trying desperately to explain the situation to the cop driving, who was visibly freaked out at what I was saying....I recall her chasing us down and trying to get to me, because apparently I was just supposed to "go along with it", and since I wasn't she had to stop me. I then woke up. I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| Berghaus Senior Member Username: berghaus Post Number: 841 Registered: 6-2003 |
Holy... Not sure where to go with that Forty but will ponder that today as I sit in the dentist's chair later for a check up. | ||
| buddie Senior Member Username: buddie Post Number: 6124 Registered: 3-2006 |
Well since I'm in this section.. I had another walking around Dream.. I was in the bathroom and getting ready to start my day .. then when I remembered it was not a week end I went BLANK.. it had the same feel as the last one.. though I don't remember slipping into my body I awoke in that memory instantly.. well it's hard to explain but I felt I was in 2 places.. just for a blink a we n' de yauh ho. | ||
| Mama Shine Senior Member Username: mama_shine Post Number: 5778 Registered: 9-2006 |
Fort, Palm of My Hand (S. Cowsill, R. Broussard) Coco Bunny Music/Being Heard administered by Bug Music (BMI) I was willing to fight I was willing to ride into the night I knew it was out there somewhere And I would find it In the palm of my hand So I traveled for years Far away on a river filled with tears And every drop was salt that stung my heart I was gone for so long I grew older and older made me strong Nothing could stop me now And it never could anyhow The palm of my hand The palm of my hand That’s where we will land After spinning around outside The palm of my hand I’ve been racing through time With the winters that come and go Looking into the eyes of the strangers I used to know long ago In my mind All of this time Now it’s time to go home You’ll be there You’ve been there all along You’ll never guess what I found After searching this whole world round The palm of my hand The palm of my hand That’s where we will end After spinning around outside The palm of my hand The palm of my hand That’s where we will stand After spinning around outside The palm of my hand The palm of my hand The palm of my hand The palm of my hand I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~William Blake | ||
| fortwynt Senior Member Username: fortwynt Post Number: 4652 Registered: 12-2006 |
HA! That song creeps me out under the circumstances! I came to save these new generations of babies, from parents who failed to raise em cause they're lazy.... Eminem | ||
| Mama Shine Senior Member Username: mama_shine Post Number: 5779 Registered: 9-2006 |
Hell Fort, I don't know why I even posted it. Guess something in my head focused on palm of your hand ....and I got carried away....Heh, this ain't been my day..  unusual dream, fer sure.I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~William Blake |
