More spirit contact: Dream within a dream (Long)

[Selski]

Sampson

Thank you for sharing - I really enjoyed reading it.  

I haven't got anything profound to say.  But from what I've read of your posts, I'm at a similar crossroads to you.  I also want to get into phasing, rather than traditional OBEs.  Most of my OBEs have been in the RTZ, which is great at first, but can get awfully dull after a while.

I'm attempting to meet my guides/higher self/whatever.  I'm making progress, but I keep blowing it, due to my own perceptions/ distractions. [!]

Keep posting your experiences.  I particularly enjoyed your owl post.

Regards

Sarah

[Sampson]

Hi Sarah,
Many thanks for taking the time to read my dream experience, I read your 'Serious Astral projection' post in the Astral Experience's forum a little earlier and found it fascinating, I don't think I'll ever grow tired of listening to other peoples adventures in the Astral or of their dreams experiences!

Your description is very rich and full of emotion and detail, I often find the feeling upon waking from such experiences just exhilarating, I imagine that's how it felt for you when you woke from your experience?

I often feel as if I've returned from living a life in a totally different world separate from this one, the people are very real and have emotions and identities all of their own, occasionally the euphoria can be tainted with a little melancholy during the day or days following for having left them and their lives behind.

I have found projecting into the RTZ an incredible life changing experience, but like you I think that if I can become competent with Phasing then I will be able to really start some positive spiritual progress working with my guides.

I have always felt in my dreams and lucid dreams that there is a presence watching over me and observing my progress and actions, perhaps these are my guides? It definitely feels like a guiding presence, perhaps an aspect of my higher self?

Just recently this guiding voice has started to make itself more known in my dream and lucid dream states by offering advice, explaining things to me verbally and showing me explanatory images, my next goal is to become competent with Phasing and hopefully have more conscious and visual contact with my guide/s.

Thanks again for your reply!

S

[Sampson]

Hi,
I had another spirit dream last night, just as profound as the last one but this time it involved a negative or confused entity.

The unusual aspect of this dream was that later in the dream I started to have another dream, a dream within a dream so to speak.

It's the first time that this has ever happened to me and I can honestly say it was really quite strange but helped solve the mystery of the troubled spirit.

Anyway here is the dream extract, again excuse the length, this is the whole entry I recorded immediately upon waking this morning, any insights would be much appreciated.

"My family and I have moved to either Canada or the north of America, my family are all a few years younger than they are now, although I feel I am roughly the same age as I am now.

They have bought a very large house in the countryside, it is of wooden construction, from outside the wooden panels of the house are painted a bottle green colour and I feel the house was built at around the beginning of the 20th century.

Inside the house is very cluttered and dim, piles of newspapers lie scattered around, it hasn't been lived in for a long time, we have moved some of our belongings in but everything is still quite unorganised.

Throughout the house are large bay windows which at least two people could use as a place to sit, the windows appear to leak when it rains. Realising that this will damage the wood eventually I suggest to my step father that we could cover the area with linoleum, he agrees, at this point he leaves the house to start working his nightshift.

I glance out of the bay window I am standing next to and see that it has started to snow lightly.

It doesn't take long before the rest of us all realise that there is somebody else there with us is in the house, to start with we don't realise it for what it is, the presence seems to be mischievous at first but then plain malicious.

It soon starts to frighten everyone and it is not long before the spirit starts to become intimate with me, I feel it try and enter my body, it brushes against and through me, the experience is quite painful as it passes in and out of my body.
Occasionally it passes through my head, the sensation is very unpleasant and feels like what I imagine an epileptic seizure to feel like, but once the spirit is in for any length of time the pain subsides and I am left feeling very disoriented.

I don't have much control over my voice and I vaguely hear myself laughing in a catatonic and disturbing way, occasionally I speak but what I say is either jumbled, doesn't make any sense or I cannot hear it properly.

My sisters are absolutely petrified by what is happening, my mother is also afraid but appears to have retreated upstairs, the spirit when talking and laughing speaks through my voice but occasionally this slips and it becomes a more guttural animal kind of sound, I and my sisters upon hearing this realise that it's not me putting on some kind of show as it sounds so unnatural.

In this state I also feel as if I have little or no control over my limbs, I feel as if the spirit is trying to control me too but he doesn't seem to be having much success either, I try to force the spirit out of me by controlling my breathing, keeping calm and concentrating very hard, this appears to work for very short periods but he soon returns when my concentration drops.

I find myself in one of my sisters rooms upstairs, I'm tearing pieces of fabric which appear to be attached to a dressing gown, I don't understand why I am doing this.

One of my sisters has decided she has had enough and goes outside into the garden, it is now evening and dark, she wants me to pass her baby to her, the baby is naked and I tell her that it is too cold outside and that it could die of exposure, she insists so I wrap the baby in a blanket and pass the child to her outside where she is sat.

Back inside the house a guiding voice in my head tells me that if I take some charcoal out of the fireplace and rub it on my hands the spirit won't be able to come near any of us, I take a piece of spent wood from out of the unlit hearth and rub it on my hands and tell my youngest sister to do the same, I sit down in an easy chair holding a piece of charcoal in each hand.

My aunty has arrived with her friend, she has just come down the stairs after comforting my mother, her friend pulls the hood up on her duffle coat and pulls a scary face at me, she is trying to wind me up, I tell her angrily to stop being so bloody stupid.

My Aunty starts asking why am I doing all of this and upsetting everybody, she also comments on the amount of books that I have upstairs concerning spirituality, I try and explain to her that I have had these books a long time.
As I sit there listening to all of this I loose my grip on the pieces of charcoal and feel the spirits influence once again, I start to laugh and snigger at my aunt, realising what is happening I clutch the lumps of charcoal quickly.

She then makes an admission to me that whilst she has been in the house she has seen bright sparks of light in the air and also dark sparks of light too, I tell her that I have seen exactly the same thing.

As the evening draws on my aunt and her friend leave, my younger sister and mother reluctantly go upstairs to sleep, I also go into the same room to go to sleep, there is some activity in the room but we all manage to fall asleep.

I have a dream where I hear the same guiding voice that advised me to use the charcoal, the voice explains that the spirit who is restless in the house was a medical doctor in the US military, I am then shown a blurry still image in my minds eye of a hospital camp in an open area of a jungle, a thought of the television series MASH is also projected into my mind.

The guide continues it's story by telling me that the war the doctor was taking part in had actually come to an end and the vast majority of soldiers and personnel were returning or had returned home, the doctor was obliged to stay on for a short while to continue helping out, it was at this point that the doctor was involved in an accident that took his physical life.

I think and presume to myself that perhaps the doctor felt like he didn't deserve to die in what he felt was a meaningless way especially after the war had ended, and maybe he is still angry about this.

The guide stops talking and I realise with a certain amount of consciousness that I am dreaming within in a dream, I feel myself come back or fall one level, I am back in the bed in the old house, I sense my sister and mother to my left, they are asleep.

The room is now lit quite well but it feels as if it has been lit for my benefit, the light has a special quality to it and it is unlike an electric light.
I feel that I am paralysed but remain calm, my vision is obscured from the right by colourful abstract images, but from the left I clearly and quite lucidly see, hovering just above my head a small soap bubble sized black ball of what looks like tangled string or hair, I know and feel that this is the spirit of the doctor looking down and watching me."

The feeling that the dream left me with upon waking was one of 'If you continue to go down this path then this is what you can expect to see' the feeling was neither positive or negative.

Out of curiosity I did a quick search on the internet to see if there was any truth in the using of the charcoal as a ward or protection.

I found that some Mayan priests and other ancient peoples used charcoal and herbs in the form of smudge sticks or incense to help spirits find where they belong and to help them find the 'Other side'.

I was quite surprised by this and had no previous conscious knowledge of it being used for this purpose, anyway thanks for reading.

Cheers

S