Confronting personal problems in the dream state (V. long).

[Sampson]

Hi All,
I have been wanting to post some confrontation dreams of mine for a while now, I guess you might call them Nightmares of a sort. I had my doubts at first as whether to post them as in the clear light of day I can imagine that they probably come across as not that terrifying at all to the average reader.

I feel a bit vulnerable in making this post too as I can imagine that the dream content is quite odd and a little weird. I want to try to show and share how I have managed to make some progress though lucid dreaming, using a little will power and by consciously asking for higher help in order to confront the issues at hand.

Below are three dreams that share a similar theme that I have had over a relatively short period, there is a positive evolution from the second to the last. They aren't the type of dreams that recur regularly but they do 'Well' up from time to time when I have been feeling low.

Sorry if the text appears very long, I have tried to break it down into sections and then into short paragraphs so that it isn't too hard on the eyes or too tedious to read.

Before I recount the dreams I'd just like to add that negative elements of the dreams aren't directly symbolic of any specific problem in particular, but I feel as if they are a visual metaphor that generally represent problems, issues and worries as a whole.

The Parasites 02/10/2004.

"It is night time and I am upstairs in the spare bedroom at my Nan's house. The room is dark and the curtains are slightly drawn, I look outside on the recreation area, the scene is peaceful. I look up towards the Moon and see that it is full and bright. In the sky I see floating in the air what look like large pale white spheres, bubbles or balls. I see them move to the left and then to the right as they are blown in the gentle evening breeze like large dandelion seeds.

I feel that these spheres have come from space or have an otherworldly origin. It is now morning and I am walking along the pavement near an area I used to live when I was younger. I see some of these strange soft bubbles on the floor. I stand above a few of them and can now see them much closer, they have a dark cream organic leathery appearance, some of the balls have burst or popped open, they resemble the fungi known as puff balls.

As I stand and watch I see one of the balls split open and white worms spill out of it, the worms have a very parasitic quality, they are flat, tapered at each end and ragged along their sides, they are an off white creamy colour, they remind me a little of tape worms. I have picked one up to have a closer look at it. I watch it in my palm as it moves and squirms, it is very flexible and is not all that firm but has an almost jelly liquid like feel to it, after a while of looking at it I become repulsed and shake it franticly off my hand.

There appears to be an epidemic of these parasites, it is quite out of control and has become a terrible national problem. I am now stood in the playing field of an old School I used to go to, I am with a man and a woman who are strangers to me. We appear to be helping one another in the face of this epidemic and have been staying close together in our small group, the field we are in is carpeted with these parasites, we are all trying to get away from these vile creatures.

We all seem to have been affected by the parasites to a certain extent. The man I am with runs away off down further into the field, he is making an escape and runs for himself and his own protection and is leaving the woman and I behind. I call out to him to stay and help us, but he continues running. The woman tells me that she has grown tired and needs to sleep, I tell her that she must not stop to rest but she lies down on the grass and falls asleep.

I watch in horror as, a wall of the parasitic worms spring up, thin, erect and stiff from the grass and surround her, still watching in revulsion I see that she is consumed by a wave of these writhing creatures until her body is no longer visible. I look on in dismay with a sickening feeling, all I see on the floor is the rough shape and outline of the woman's body smothered under a thick white blanket of squirming worms.

I now find myself in a laboratory, I am here with a number of other people. One man appears to be a head scientist and is leading myself and the rest of the group. We are all dressed in scientific full body chemical hazard suits, no part of our body appears to be exposed apart from a small part of the face, we are wearing what look like surgeons masks and hats. We have been locked into this lab room in order to stop contamination spreading while we work.

Our job is to destroy the parasitic worms, we each have a set of tools to perform this task, they resemble a stapler and a paper punch. Each of us in the group sit or stand working around a large lab table in the centre of the room, the group leader is at the head of the table in front of me, he has a large window just behind him.

From containers and buckets each of us picks up a few worms at a time in our gloved hands. We take the stapling tool and clip the worms with it, at which the worm becomes rigid and long, once the clipping procedure has been done the worm is dead. After it has been clipped it's appearance changes to that of a 25 cm thin, brown, dried out twig or stick. It has the texture of desiccated seaweed or leaves and looks a little like a brown vanilla pod, I feel it almost crumble as I place it into a waste container.

I continue my work for a period, as I work I feel that I'm in vague conversation with the group leader or he is conversing with me, suddenly the worm I am holding bites into my hand through my glove, I panic, but the lead scientist tells me that the incubation period won't be until July, I feel or assume that this is about 7 months away.

This thought calms me but suddenly I am in great discomfort and I feel every pore in my body open up, thousands of thin white worms shoot out from every minute opening and hole of my body, the worms are stiff and prone like pieces of flailing or gyrating wire, I feel my body sweating and under great trauma. I can also feel the energy of the worms, it has an almost fuzzy electrical feel to it.

I watch in frozen terror as the rest of the medical staff and chief scientist become hysterical at my condition, frenzied and panic-stricken, they are all clambering over one another trying frantically to get out of the locked room, my vision then dims as I am then very rapidly engulfed and mummified in a swathe of these horrifying unrelenting creatures."

I awoke in a slight sweat but not too terrified, but for the rest of the day after I had this dream I felt very low and grey, partly because I didn't make any effort to resolve or even help myself in any way during the experience.

I promised myself that the next time I have such a dream I will endeavour to do something positive about the situation or call for assistance from a guide or helper.

The Snakes & The Trapped Bird 24/10/2004.

"I am in a second floor room inside an old remote house out in a wild forested area, it looks like autumn outside as there are leaves scattered and blowing all around, the house feels as if it is mine. The room I am in has a regency style to it and has a high ceiling with some large windows directly in front of me, it is extremely unkempt and in an advanced state of decay.

All of the walls have off white stained peeling wallpaper, the sparse pieces of furniture are broken or are in poor condition, there is brick-a-brack and clutter strewn around over the floor the whole room I am in has a damp and rotten feel to it.

I see that the room is full of snake like creatures, they seem to crawl from everywhere and they are strewn all over the floor. I want to try and get rid of them and feel that there are other presences here helping me to do this too. I suspect that the snakes are multiplying or nesting in hidden places in the room, I am quite certain the decrepit old sofa is full of them.

I see that some of them are thin and slender and look a little like slowworms, they have a wormy appearance to them although they are snakes. I also see a thicker chunky flat snake like worm, which has thick armour like scales. There are many snakes in the room and I am aware that if I make a sudden movement they will strike and bite me very quickly.

I tell the presences that are helping me that the snakes aren't poisonous but if they do bite us then the wound could become infected.

I then think or imagine into existence an arm like gadget with a trigger at one end and a claw at the other, this apparatus resembles the device that a street cleaner uses to pick up pieces of litter from the ground. I start to pick up the snakes one by one and put them into an empty shoebox, the job is very complex and seems impossible due to the sheer quantity of them. It's very difficult task to pick up the snakes like this, I feel that I don't want to kill them but I want to take them outside and out of the house.

As I work at this task I notice a bird fly into the room from a tall door with a once elegant frame to my right, I catch a glimpse through the door of a bare landing that leads to one or two other rooms in the house, I see that they are in a similar state to the room I am in but I also have helpers in the form of other presences helping me to tidy these rooms as well.

Back in the room I am stood in I see the bird flap about near the ceiling, it looks like a smallish blackbird, it seems very unkempt like the house and scruffy, I see that some of it's tail feathers are raggedy and a few are missing as well. The bird is very frightened and agitated and wants to go outside, it flies near the old Georgian style window and tries to find a way out, I want to go and open the old vertical sliding window and let it out but I feel that I am frozen on the spot and something is stopping me from getting over to the window so that I can open it, I feel that this could be the snakes."

On waking from this dream I felt mixed emotions, I felt uplifted that I had managed to create or summon up the mechanical arm object to assist me in the tidying process and for the assistance of the helpers, but I also felt frustrated and annoyed that the creatures held me back from letting the bird out of the window.

The Angelic Doctor 15/11/2004.

"It is daytime and the sky is a little grey and overcast but there are little patches of blues hear and there, I am walking along a footpath or pavement next to a seafront, the beach and sea are not too far from the path just to my right.

I am aware that I am accompanied by a beautiful almost angelic woman, she is a little older than myself, I sense that she is in her mid forties, she has long golden brown wavy hair and I feel that she has very sculpted Hellenic features.

She is wearing a pair of white trousers and a white jacket, as I look at her I realise that she is a doctor of some kind and the clothes she is wearing are her medical uniform.

The vibration and feeling of love that this woman gives off and is surrounded by is truly overwhelming I feel a great soul love and connection to her. We walk along the sea front and talk, I cannot remember the exact things that were said but I know that they were very wise, intelligent and comforting, I clearly know that the woman is certainly a guide or teacher of some kind.

We continue walking and come to an old wooden beach hut just to my left, we stop and I look down at the floor and see a twitching crustacean like creature that resembles a huge king prawn on the floor, I am repulsed and don't want to go anywhere near the thing, I am aware that the creature is dangerous.

The doctor crouches down and with two sticks she gently prises the convulsing creature open by holding one stick at the tail and another near the head, I watch uncomfortably as hundreds of little legs start wriggling and moving on the underbelly of this oddity.

I look closer still and see near the head two legs slightly larger than the others, they look like the legs of a praying mantis or like strange wings unfolding, they are bright pink in colour. I try and keep myself calm and composed as I watch. Somehow the wriggling legs become mesmerising and I think to myself that this odd creature is beautiful in a strange kind of way.

The doctor gets back up and leaving this strange creature behind we continue walking, we start to walk down onto the sand of the beach, about 100 metres in front of us is a tall rocky outcrop running down onto a part of the beach which I cannot quite see behind. I have great apprehension about going any further and of what lies behind the cliff.

The doctor takes my hand, she sends me a feeling of not to be afraid, her aura of love and caring is so strong, glowing and radiant, it penetrates my being like warm heavy sunlight. She leads me down by the hand onto the beach and we make our way around to the other side of the rock face.

As we round the corner I see the waves of the tide lapping up onto the soft sand of the beach. I see that there are thousands and thousands of molluscs, jelly fish and squid like creatures washed up onto the beach, some of them seem to be alive whilst others are dead.

I feel that all of these creatures are very poisonous and that I must be careful to avoid stepping on them. I feel very uncomfortable and I don't want to be here, I tip toe through the piles of decaying washed up creatures.

I sense the presence of the doctor fading just like a dimming light bulb, she reassures me and I know that she is there if I need her.

I start to wade out into the sea up to my hips, I see that there are a few very young children floating in rubber rings that are guided and watched over by their parents. I watch as a deep purple and red fleshy squid like creature about the size of a small balloon floats past me, it has short thick tentacles all over it and I try my best to avoid it, I don't want it to touch any of the other people either.

I make my way a little further out into the sea, I am now up to my chest in the water and I can see that the ocean is full of these strange jellyfish and squid like creatures.

I don't remember leaving the sea but some time has passed and I find myself walking alongside the doctor again. The doctor tells me "There is a place like a surgery in your home town for studying creatures such as those that you have just witnessed".

As I walk alongside this woman I feel almost crushed or engulfed by the weight, gravity and depth of her atmosphere of love. Her character seems multidimensional, bottomless and eternal. I feel so many different kinds of love for her but my love seems light and one-dimensional compared to hers. I feel myself looking up to her with great admiration, wonder and awe. I don't want this moment to end and I feel that I want to be with this person forever."

Words can't describe how I felt when I woke up from this experience, I felt like I had known this person all of my life. I felt torn and really didn't want to leave this person behind in the dream world. Although I felt a little melancholy on waking It wasn't long before I was feeling exhilarated and high remembering back to how special meeting this guiding spirit was.

The meeting with this person was a real gift in more ways than one too, seeing as I had dreamt this experience on the morning of my birthday!

Perhaps the guide was a higher aspect of myself? If so it is a facet that I have been unaware of up until now.

I now know from my experiments that if one makes a determined and mindful effort to call for help by making a conscious reminder through placing subconscious seeds, assistance will always follow in the form of a guide, teacher or higher self of some sort.

One other element that I have noted is important when placed in these confrontational situations is that of will power, it doesn't really matter how lucid one is, if the determination or will isn't there to resolve the situation then the whole experience can easily slip into one of despair or mere observation.

Thanks for taking the time (probably a long time!) to read.

Cheers

S