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It starts with me sitting at my desk near a window and I start to hear sirens. I look out the window to see a large craft with many lights on the bottom fly over my house and I can see flashing lights of emergency vehicles. I know that the aliens are initiating a first contact in a way that the government can't cover up. I have a feeling of elation and excitement because this is something I've been looking forward to. However, this of course leads to general chaos and a lot of fear for some people.

My mom rushes into my room and says, "The aliens are making first contact!" I say, "I know!" We both rush out to observe the crafts flying through the sky. There are many different shapes. I see the sky not in the same way anymore but as more open and vast. Like Space doesn't end with the beginning of our atmosphere.

The dream starts to branch off in more personal directions. There are points where it's more in the future though and I see that there are many classes being offered by alien races for our benefit. The aliens aren't that "alien" really. A lot of them look the same as us. Some people regard them with suspicion and fear though.

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The dream itself didn't hold any eeriness or discomfort on my part, but I definitely had a weird dream feeling that I couldn't shake for a few hours. Still do a little. I think part of it is my suspicion that I may receive alien contact through my dreams because this is a form that is the most non-threatening and easy for me to accept. I would not be surprised. The fact that I had no fear in the dream tells me that my alien contacts are friendly and I have met or known them before. I definitely have a pleasurable interaction with them in the dreams I have and may have met them on the astral as well.

I remember in my dream a brief flash of a male being who was glowing and had dynamic eyes. He looked at me in a way that aroused a great feeling of love and joy. This was one of the teachers.

I was walking along a suburban street window shopping. I stop in a store and I'm looking around. It's an antique store or it has the feel of one. It's a historic looking neighborhood. I exit the store and want to go further down the street to the left, but it's blocked for some reason. I have to go back up to the right and take a parallel street around it. I reach an intersection and I look to the left. There's a sunny bright looking street down that way. I look to the right. There's a shaded murky looking street that way. I know the left street would be the better one to take, but I'm drawn to the shady street for one reason or another.

I turn right and then turn right again down the shaded street. This is a neiborhood with a lot of old victorian houses in it. I come to an expanse of land that is withered and dusty looking. It's been caught in an autumn/winter for a long time. I begin to feel like I'm in a Steven King novel because the land and the house on it seems to have it's own sentience. It's evil, but needy.

I wander the grounds and meet a few caretakers of the property and home. They seem nervous and aware of it's presence. They talk about two girls that mysteriously dissapeared here when they think I can't hear them. The man says, "You know what it did to those two girls." He looks very scared and hesitant. "It didn't care about them why would it care about her?" He seems to be making a case against them helping me do whatever I'm there to do.

I wonder around and a metal sheet with victorian embellishments catches my eye. I don't know what it is. It's laying on the ground and part of it is bent. It somehow is pushed towards me. A ring is upon it and catches my eye. I pick it up and see an inscription. (This is 3rd point of view so I couldn't see what it looked like.) My hair is blonde and in ringlets. I have half my hair caught back in a ribbon and a striped dress on. I don't look like me at all. I read what is written and a dramatic change begins to take place. The land begins to quicken with spring. Things become brighter. I needed to say the secret word to let spring come to the land again.

After this the caretakers seem very cheerful and ask my help in preparing things cleaning etc. I let down some blinds and on the third one bugs fall all over me. The house is still evil, but it needed spring to come because it was so sick. I guess that's why it didn't kill me.

Has anyone ever experienced anything like this? I know very little about it except you gestate for the same period of time and you will often have the symptoms of a pregnancy in your physical body.

I may have experienced something like this except the other being and I created an egg. Never did find out what happened to that thing.

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A former friend and I are in a room. She sits on a window ledge in front of an open window. It kind of bothers me, but I'm distracted and I turn my back saying something. I turn around after a minute and she's gone. I realize in horror that she must have fallen out of the open window. I don't immediately call 911 because I'm freaking out and I test where she was sitting and think, "Yes, it would be really easy to fall out here it's slippery." I don't want to look out of the window, but I know I have to.

I look down and see her laying on her back facing me with her legs at a slight angle. Her arms are bent up at the elbow on each side palms facing up. Her head is slightly turned to the right in the same direction as her legs. I have an impression of blood, but she looks pristine. She is dealthy pale, but she's more beautiful in death than in life. Her hair has grown several inches past her shoulders and has fresh pale flowers strewn in it. She's wearing a gown of white.

I'm agrieved and guilty for not even noticing her fall. She didn't make a sound. I run and call 911 and explain what happened. The operator seems suspicious that I was the only one present and waited so long to call. She accuses me of pushing her out.

Skip Forward: I run downstairs to where she is laying on the lawn and mourn over her dead body. Some guy comes along and comments on how pretty she is in a casual almost jovial manner. Like there isn't a dead body right in front of him. He then carelessly shoves her body into some mud/dirt to get it out of his way (I think he is mowing the lawn or something). I gasp in horror and tell him to stop. I'm worried the police will think I tampered with the body or something. The dream ends when I see the authorities arrive.


I think this dream symbolizes me *turning away* from this person and my guilt over "abandoning" her. At the same time she made the unwise decisions that got her in a bad situation. She would have fallen regardless of my presence or not. I could have warned her about her situation/bad decisions but I was caught up in my own distractions and didn't really understand the full consequences myself. I have to let this old friendship go and move on.  

The accusatory operator and suspicious police represents my questioning how much blame to accept in this situation. After all I didn't push her or put her in a bad situation she placed herself there.

Another symbol is the guy pushing her in the mud. She lets guys walk all over her so to speak. They use and besoil her without any real caring about her in the end.

I'm not sure why she would be more beautiful in death. Maybe it represented the idealized version I had built in my head of her that she couldn't live up to in the end. Death can also represent change so it might be she has to experience being dragged through the mud before she can grow and learn as an individual. I think if she does learn what she needs to she will become stronger and a more beautiful person inside. I have to "let her fall" so to speak...

I had one this morning (not a half hour ago) and it made me curious. It sometimes seems almost impossible that a story this detailed could be generated by my mind in sleep. I usually dream about dumb stuff involving my family or whatever. I wish I had as good ideas awake for story writing. The "Exploring Fictional Worlds" thread made me wonder if maybe I'm channeling snatches of events that have happened on other worlds. After all the "dreamland" isn't that far from the astral, right? Is it possible that this could be happening or am I creating these elaborate stories on my own? Well that's what I'm pondering. They have a different feel to them.

The dream:

It started pretty normally (or at least I remember back this far in the dream it probably started a lot earlier). I was in my childhood neighborhood and we were riding bikes through the streets. Suddenly the scene fuzzily shifted to an expanse of water and I was zooming over that in some kind of hover craft (like the things in Star Wars... what are they called?). I think I was over land and water alternately, but I'm not sure because my focus shifted to the individuals, a male and a female, chasing me. Imagine long chasing scene with fancy moves here. They caught up with me finally, and were very determined to catch me. The female started hacking with a hatchet at the top of my craft and after that I flash to being captive with a group of other people.

I'm a little wary and I don't know what to expect of my captors. They seem pretty hospitable and give us food and let us wash in their bathroom. They are planning on turning us in? to the government. They may be bounty hunters? Or they are selling us to the government as servents. I think it's the latter just from how they acted. We've heard rumor though of bad things happening to the servents of the government. We have some small artworks that have somehow made it out of the government building and they have small inscriptions on them. I look at one. It reads, "I could not get out of the door. My roommate was tied to it." Something similar to that. She only had a very small space to write so there is no explanation.

Our captors brushed off these things as just rumor and seemed to re-assure themselves that we wouldn't be seriously mistreated.

I know from what I've written it doesn't seem that elaborate, but it was the atmosphere too, not just the plot. I'm also retelling what I can remember in a logical sequence. Some images and scenes flashed randomly adding details to the story. For example, I was climbing up a dirt slope and at the rise was a magnificent view of a mountain range to the left. To the right a metropolitan city in a valley. It was dusk the the lights and neon sings in the city made a pretty scene. There were no highrises to mar the horizon.

This is a dream I had several years ago that I have not forgotten. It made a big impression on me and it felt Important.

I was a journeyer traveling to an unknown destination. I stopped at an Inn place and asked directions (but how I did that when I didn't know where I was going... I don't know). I went out the back door and came to a T intersection. I looked right and saw a traveler in the distance. They approached and I had a short dialogue (more directions?). I watched him depart to the left of me down the dirt path. At this point I had gained a young female companion. I forget some details, they are hazy now. I was some sort of mentor maybe? They seemed to be significant though.

I looked before me and saw a river and across it a circle of trees with a memorial of some sort in the center. This had not been apparent before my exchange with the departing traveler.

Flash forward to approaching some sort of monument to King Arthur. It is very green and shady. I have a dialogue with the child. I don't remember it, but I was explaining something to her. I felt benevolent and peaceful. I was reverent in attitude. I knelt before the monument and pledged myself to King Arthur's sword.

That's all I remember. I do know that this was a significant dream, but I don't know how exactly.

I wanted to post this experience because I'm curious as to what those of you here might make of it.

In about May of '03 I experienced my first sleep paralysis experience. I had no idea what this was until I related what had happened to a friend and he explained to me what sleep paralysis was.

I was exhausted after a long disappointing day and decided to take a nap in the afternoon. As I was falling asleep I became aware of a presence that entered my room. It appeared as a lanky, pale male figure with dark hair. I was very tired and queried it in an annoyed fashion, "Who are you?"

He leered at me and replied (I'm not making this up, he was this corny on his own), "Your daddy." He then put his finger to my ribs and began pressing it into my body. It was very uncomfortable and it was at this point I became alarmed. I tried to move, but found myself unable to do so. I told him to stop and that he was hurting me, but he seemed only a little distracted by my request and pressed in harder. I wanted to know what he was doing. he said something to the effect of "I'm going to make you mine," which alarmed me yet further. It hurt very much.

I panicked and called out to one of my closest friends as I thought of him first for some reason. He is a very protective figure. The male entity seemed displeased and scowled saying, "Is that the one with the heart-shaped head that's always around you?" I'm not sure what that means. I was receiving communication from him in thought/words... difficult to explain, but that's how my mind interpreted.

As the pain grew worse I screamed and he was very distorted by that. He scowled and said, "Stop it!" I screamed louder (not vocally but with my mind) and he threw his hands up before his face and appeared to be sucked back/shattered?. Right after, I awoke with a start.

I still have a small bruise mark on my ribs in the location of his "probing" and am vaguely worried he may have "implanted" something in me. Or part of something as he didn't finish whatever he intended to do.

If I had been more clear-minded and not so groggy I would have called upon some higher power for assistance. I didn't think of it at the time.

I was wondering if anyone else might have had an experience that left a physical change or mark on them. Has anyone else experienced something like this during sleep paralysis?

I may also post another "attack" experience I had at some point.

I had this experience a few months ago and I thought I would share it as my introductory approach.

I had the most amazing dream that was not a dream. I knew I was dreaming, yet... I was someplace else. Someplace real with people. I don't know if it was the other side, the astral plane or what, but... it was weird. It was someplace with a giant clock tower and that's the main focal point of the city. A city that seems perched in the midst of space and glows a faint sea green color. They used American dollars to pay for things. O_o Or maybe that's just what my mind saw? They used these strange cards to give me small readings. At least three different decks. The guy pulled an 8 for me in one of them and seemed surprised and puzzled. He said, "This doesn't necessarily mean Jesus...," and I cut in, "Eight's my number." And he's like, "Well, there you go then," and smiled. I forget what I read off them. It was hard to concentrate. I'm forgetting bits and pieces of it. I hope I get to go back.

I just remembered one card that had a listing of different elf types on it and I knew I was this certain type. I think it was wood elf. That seems weird because I don't even like camping that much. I did feel very "Sidhe-ish" at times though.

I remember flying is how it started. After I concluded a dumb dream about my sister and boats, blah, blah. I started floating higher and higher above the lake. Everything was so pretty from high up. I started flying and flying. It was awesome. Over fields, under and over power lines. When I tried to gain a little elevation, I would get pulled waaay up into the atmosphere more than I wanted to go. I lost control and was pulled out farther and farther into space. But a nice black chick with a name that started with a T I think helped me. She put me in her spaceship and took me to the city. I remember they gave me lots of water. Maybe they thought I was drunk. It was a lounge type place. In an anteroom there was an arcade. Just like any arcade you would have here.

The Black chick went to the other room to play a game and I followed her. I watched her play some sort of game that almost looked like one of those claw booths. It was different though. Something with small balls and a strange grid on the bottom. I wasn't paying much attention. I remembered wondering if I looked the same here so after she was done I went to look in the mirror that was in the back of the machine. I looked the same. Sort of disappointing. I thought to myself "Residual Self Image" (you know, like in The Matrix).

I remember commenting to someone, "I know this is a dream that is not a dream." And he smiled and nodded. Everything was so real. I want to go back...

I haven't gone back as of yet, but I haven't really tried either. The first step would be to attempt lucidity in dreaming and if I ever do realize I'm lucid I get startled and wake up immediately. I have a silly fear I'll get "stuck" there and won't be able to wake up.

Well, I have drank water before but it doesn't have much of a taste and I wasn't aware of swallowing. Perhaps this is due to inexperience. I'm not sure even what purpose this served as I was given water to drink by the beings I was with at the time. My current throy theory is that they were trying to help me become more focused and aware...

quote:Originally posted by arvirague

A long life Dakini is a woman, who met in her lifes before, master who put inside her some instruction and learning.

Okay thank you for the info.

quote:Originally posted by arvirague

don't worry, you are not creasy, astral pregnancy exist. You had a celest child.
You are a long life dakini, and it's a normal step of your developpment
Do you have a tantric master ?
Have a nice day.

Well if this is to me, what's a long life dakini? O_o And I've only heard things in general about tantra.

I feel I should clarify a little for people who may not know. Sex isn't the same in the astral as it is in the physical. Not in my experience anyway (sorry if I'm just telling you something you already know, but maybe you don't ). It was more like an intimate embrace and our souls combined. It was very excstatic, but not like a physical pleasure. I think I prefer it to the physical. Less messy and no discomfort, lol.

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Shivanova your experience is a little strange, I would assume you are a girl, correct?  Well, I wouldn't know why you would produce an egg, maybe it was more convinite for your astral partner, or something.

Well I'm not sure if it was an astral experience or a vision that shouldn't be taken at face value. But we were both in half human half snake form.

[quoteHas anyone else had this?  The other question is: was this just lucid dreaming or was it astral (due to the "more real" aspect of it)?
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Well I had people giving me water to drink on the astral. I think that they thought it would help me have something to focus on and improve my coherence.

quote:Originally posted by GANAMOHA

no offense or anything but are you waitong for a response because i dont really know what to respond to because you did everything already but thanx for the post anyway

No just sharing.

quote:Originally posted by Rakon

Your mind is much more creative than you think. While you are dreaming or out of body it can create magnificent fictional worlds that you could never imagine if being awake.

This is what I was thinking, but I wish I had ideas this good when I am awake.

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Was your dream lucid?

No, it never occurs to me to look at my hands or question anything.

quote:Originally posted by dino333

I have a few stones that I've picked up at the Natural History Museum. How exactly do you use crystals anyway? You don't eat them, do you?[xx(]

Strangely enough... I've had the urge to pop crystals in my mouth and swallow them before.

Haha, I thought you meant Paris and Nicole's show.

quote:Originally posted by Nay
LOL..I'm confused.  Is this a actual picture and you just did some photo shop work on it?

Yes. []

quote:Originally posted by GANAMOHA

maybe you were someone close to him like one of his men or someone who was inspired by him in a previous life

Some interesting notes: I've never felt drawn to the Arthurian Legend one way or another. Actually I rather dislike it. Maybe I feel intuitively that it is inaccurate or wrong. Also, I felt the dinstinction clearly in the dream that it was the sword I was pledging to and not King Arthur himself.

I'm trying this method as well, but haven't checked in a dream yet. Knowing me I'll check them and think, "Oh, look my hands." Then keep dreaming.

That's interesting... I too felt like a metallic creature of some kind (most resembling a scorpion) when I felt menaced, but I wasn't on the astral at the time.

In one experience I was in the form of a Naga-like creature with the torso of a human and the tail of a snake. I felt my fangs distinctly in my mouth. I'm not sure of I was on the astral or if that was a vision or something. I experienced this sensation not only in a metaphysical sense, but physically while conscious. I have a lot of confusion about certain experiences I've had.

Consciously, on the astral, I've only appeared as myself. I haven't attempted shifting yet as it doesn't occur to me to try that at the time and I don't feel skilled enough to do so. As a matter of fact, I would concentrate on diminishing my form to begin with to conserve the energy of maintaining it.

The title of this thread reminded me of a dream I had once. I was pretty young maybe in my pre-teens? I can only remember one or two images. I was naked as was a male figure in the dream. We weren't conscious or ashamed of it. Another couple was present and they were naked as well. We were frolicking in a grove of trees and I felt a very deep love connection to my male partner.

I'm not sure what the other couple represented. Our higher selves? Just random dream nonsense?

I believed that I had met my "soulmate" in that dream and it left a long-lasting impression on me. I don't quite buy the concept of a soulmate anymore. I don't think that there is only one idealized partner for everone. I think there are several people you can be highly compatible with in a lifetime.

This is me in a few years. I got rid of the nose ring though. I decided I didn't like the way it looked on me.

I've been reading the forums with great interest and I wanted to add a few of my own thoughts and opinions. It took me a long time to get through all the material and several hours of reading!

One thing I think some people assume is that wrong and inaccurate are the same thing. I mean wrong in a moral sense. I think most people could agree (maybe?) that people are on different paths to the same end. One person's disinformation might be another's meaningful insights. We are all probably wrong about something we believe strongly. Does that make our experiences with that reality any less valid than a "correct" reality? We seek our answers and find them in different ways.

I don't see why Spectral Dragon posting his mediations in an open forum would be a problem. People can read, think, and judge for themself. They can discard or accept at will. As far as cult-like behavior... I haven't really seen any myself or maybe I'm just missing that. I was surprised when I came across that idea... I have skimmed some, but I did read every page. He isn't asking for money or dictating how people should live. He is simply posting the answers he mediates. He isn't even demanding you believe his mediations as absolute truth.

This forum was made for the purpose of "Communications", right? He is posting the communications he receives.

Whenever you challenge the foundations of someone's beliefs and worldview there will be resistance. Sometimes you slightly alter your beliefs or change them entirely. It isn't comfortable to think of yourself as being "wrong". The Ego does not want to be wrong. You want to be admired as being knowledgeable or spiritually elevated and aware. Some people will think this is all s**t and some people will be too open and easily swayed in their beliefs. A good sense of balance is necessary. Don't be too rigid and closed to new ideas, but don't blindly accept anything either.

That's just what's been going through my mind as I read. I think you are doing a good job Spectral Dragon given the environment of an open forum. I look forward to more of your posts.

quote:Originally posted by Nay

It sounds like you experienced a 'dweller on the threshold',
http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=10545

Having read this it doesn't really make sense to me. I only became "aware" after his presence barged in. I wasn't trying to have any sort of astral experience I just wanted to sleep. If he hadn't barged in this way, I never would have even known I was in this state to begin with. I would have just fallen asleep.

The other experience is similar and more resembles a dweller on the threshold. The entity was a "dark being" mostly shadow in the shape of a man with a fedora on gangster style. This experience takes a little background info to be clear.

At the time I was living in military barracks and after lights out the Drill Sergeant comes in the room to do a bed check and make sure everyone is where they're supposed to be. I was going to sleep and heard the door open (a very heavy door) and boots come to stop by my bed. This is typical during bed check. After a long while I didn't hear him leaving and was confused. I turned to see why he was taking so long and saw instead this being.

He grinned ominously (how I could tell when he was shadow is beyond me) and I only had time to think, "Oh, s***" before I had the sensation of falling into a nightmare. This entity makes more sense as a threshold dweller to me because he put me (or startled me) right into a sleep state. I don't remember the dream but I know it consisted mostly of me running from and fighting him alternately until I woke up the next morning. I was rather exhausted the rest of the day. No fun in a military setting.