The 'Magic Card' and how one little girl learned how to dream.

I know one little girl who used to have nightmares.

I'm a student teacher, and I met her during my practicum. This is the story she told me:

She used to have nightmares, where dragons would come and drag her from her bed. This experience was ruining her life, and neither her parents nor the psychologists they consulted could get to the bottom of it. She was behind in her studies, considered a little 'slow', and had been placed in a 'paced learning program' class for students with cognitive disabilities.

For some reason that I don't entirely understand (there were other student teachers at the school, and in that class) she was immediately drawn to me. On my second day in the classroom, she approached me and told me about the dragons. I wasn't entirely sure what to make of her story, and at first I considered it nothing more than the product of an overactive, youthful imagination.

But then she told me another story: About how, one day, a tall man came to her in her dreams, and gave her a 'Magic Card'. It was just a credit-card sized sheet of paper with her name on it, but the man assured her that it would protect her from the dragons. He taught her how to make her own card in 'real-life', and carry it around in her pocket. Every now and then throughout the day, she would take it out, and look at her own name written in her own writing. Then she would put it back in her pocket.

One night, not long after, the dragons came for her, and she remembered her magic card. She took it out of her pocket, looked at it, and saw nothing written there. She started to 'tingle all over', and the dragons went away. Then she saw her name written suddenly on the card in shining letters.

The dragons never came for her again, and now she dreams only about happy things. Strangely, she now has a love for dragons: Reads books and novels about dragons, and draws pictures of them in her notebook.

When I asked her why she told me about the dragons, she said it was because she knew I had seen them too, and that I, too, had a magic card.

I've never seen dragons in my life, or anything that could be described as a dragon.

But I do have a 'magic card': It's a blank business card with the time 11:13 typed on it in big, bold letters, and I use it as a tool for lucid dreaming: I suffer from nightmares, and have been trying to overcome them. Every so often, throughout the day, I take out my card, and read the number. When I'm asleep and dreaming, I remember to do the same thing, and the realization that what's written on the card isn't what's actually written on the card awakens me to the dream state, and allows me to be lucid. Once lucid, I can conquer my fears.

This little girl (grade 6) was using the same system to conquer her nightmares, and what's more, she says she was taught it by a tall man who came to her in her dreams. And she picked me out of 12 random strangers to share this secret with.

And she did so because, she said, because somehow she knew that I was just like her.

This was one of the most powerful experiences of my life, and I've never shared it with anyone other than my partner. It's a good thing that ATS exists, or I probably wouldn't have had the opportunity to tell anyone else.

Miracles do happen, and they can be as quiet as a whisper.

Magic is real, and it can even slay dragons.

-R

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Amazing story to say the least, I'm very happy to hear you have had such an experience.

When did this take place? Recently or a while ago?

Less than a month ago. It's actually the reason I decided to log back on to ATS and start posting.

Strange, but also let me tell you my theory on lucid dreaming!


Many medications and foods we eat cause increased levels of DHT in our brains! That can cause Lucid and sometimes terrifying dreams. Dreams that feel even more real than life its self.. Most people will never have such an experience. The ones that have however understand how terrifying it can be. Realer than Real feeling dreams..


As for those "magic cards" hey what ever works? Thats nothing new. Indians used Dreamcatchers. Christians "prayed." Sleep has always been a sacred thing to us humans.

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I have been experiencing a lot of surreal connection and synchronizations over the past and your story instantly reminded me of some of them. According to some, man is waking up, consciously.

Food for thought i guess.

This reminds me of the movie Inception were everybody had a special item, so they could differentiate between dream and reality

Very interesting and inspiring story, I must say. Thanks for posting!

Get to know the little girl. I think it's worth it.

A charming story, OP! Thanks for sharing!

It's funny we spend a third of our existence on the Earth plane in sleep and we know so little of it's dynamics and relationship to waking life.. perhaps insights of preliterate societies are indeed more in tune with what's going on than western Psychology and neurology/neurobiology.. not that Jung isn't one of my favorite reads (rolleyes)

I've had many bizarre experiences in dreams and relating to dream.. have you ever achieved anything similar to Astral Projection in your lucid dreams? Can you create your own reality around you?

Lucid Dreams and Astral projections is one of the most wonderful experiences a human can have, I wish everyone will at some point of their life have the same experience.

Originally posted by RedBird
I know one little girl who used to have nightmares.

I'm a student teacher, and I met her during my practicum. This is the story she told me:

She used to have nightmares, where dragons would come and drag her from her bed. This experience was ruining her life, and neither her parents nor the psychologists they consulted could get to the bottom of it. She was behind in her studies, considered a little 'slow', and had been placed in a 'paced learning program' class for students with cognitive disabilities.

For some reason that I don't entirely understand (there were other student teachers at the school, and in that class) she was immediately drawn to me. On my second day in the classroom, she approached me and told me about the dragons. I wasn't entirely sure what to make of her story, and at first I considered it nothing more than the product of an overactive, youthful imagination.

But then she told me another story: About how, one day, a tall man came to her in her dreams, and gave her a 'Magic Card'. It was just a credit-card sized sheet of paper with her name on it, but the man assured her that it would protect her from the dragons. He taught her how to make her own card in 'real-life', and carry it around in her pocket. Every now and then throughout the day, she would take it out, and look at her own name written in her own writing. Then she would put it back in her pocket.

One night, not long after, the dragons came for her, and she remembered her magic card. She took it out of her pocket, looked at it, and saw nothing written there. She started to 'tingle all over', and the dragons went away. Then she saw her name written suddenly on the card in shining letters.

The dragons never came for her again, and now she dreams only about happy things. Strangely, she now has a love for dragons: Reads books and novels about dragons, and draws pictures of them in her notebook.

When I asked her why she told me about the dragons, she said it was because she knew I had seen them too, and that I, too, had a magic card.

I've never seen dragons in my life, or anything that could be described as a dragon.

But I do have a 'magic card': It's a blank business card with the time 11:13 typed on it in big, bold letters, and I use it as a tool for lucid dreaming: I suffer from nightmares, and have been trying to overcome them. Every so often, throughout the day, I take out my card, and read the number. When I'm asleep and dreaming, I remember to do the same thing, and the realization that what's written on the card isn't what's actually written on the card awakens me to the dream state, and allows me to be lucid. Once lucid, I can conquer my fears.

This little girl (grade 6) was using the same system to conquer her nightmares, and what's more, she says she was taught it by a tall man who came to her in her dreams. And she picked me out of 12 random strangers to share this secret with.

And she did so because, she said, because somehow she knew that I was just like her.

This was one of the most powerful experiences of my life, and I've never shared it with anyone other than my partner. It's a good thing that ATS exists, or I probably wouldn't have had the opportunity to tell anyone else.

Miracles do happen, and they can be as quiet as a whisper.

Magic is real, and it can even slay dragons.

-R

I thought by Magic Card u meant the Card game Magic the Gathering.

In any case, I use to lucid dream but now my dreams are just nuts.

I also see the future in my dreams(although its unpredictable sometimes its true sometimes its not). I think our dreams connect us to some kind of parallel dimension where things happen that we cant comprehend outside of a "dream-state". Just my 2 cents.

Kids are usually much more keen at picking up these psychic feelings than adults. The concrete skeptic explanation(if u wanna hear it) would be that you where daydreaming and after u woke up you looked at your card or something. I cant really say for sure but if u want a reasonable explanation thats a good place to start.

Otherwise, welcome to the rabbit hole.

Truly a remarkable experience you went through there RedBird. It had me at an awe when i read it, especially when the girl knew you had a 'magic card' too.

cute story !