posted on Aug, 10 2012 @ 08:35 AM
This is something that happened to me almost 4 years ago. That was about the time I had given up on religion, and had turned towards spirituality to
find the answers that religion could never give me. I was fairly new to spirituality, and had only a very basic understanding of what it was about,
given to me by Tallsorts, who is also a member of ATS (or at least was, since i haven't heard from him or seen any sign of him for more than a year
now). But this very basic introduction was enough to get me hooked. It stirred something up inside me that no religion ever could. I felt like I was
finally coming home. But the direction was still a little unclear. So I indulged in various book and read up on various ideas, views and concepts. I
have found firmer ground ever since and I realized that there is a lot of either bull# out there in the name of spirituality, or things that might
very well be reality, but were near-impossible to accept without experience or proof, consequently being of no use at all. But at the time, I wanted
to grab and take in anything i could get my hands on.
Before I come to the incident in question, let me give you a little background info that is related. All my life I've been interested in everything
paranormal. And I mean that in the strictest sense of the word -beyond our normal, everyday reality, and not as in 'ghosts'. At various points in my
life, I would get into and be obssessed with different topics. At this time in my life, 4 years ago, I happened to be reading up a lot on OBE or Out
of Body Experiences. I had even come across a few techniques to experience this, by people who were adept at it. And for a week or two, every night
after I got into bed and before I fell asleep, I had been trying to get into the mental state required for an OBE. It was unsuccessful. I was soon
discouraged and gave up trying. And a few days later, I found a website that offered guided meditations, and became interested. It had downloadable
MP3 files that would have soft, relaxing music, and a gentle female voice guiding you thru meditations, and telling you what to focus on, what to
imagine, etc. One such file I downloaded was a meditation that was supposed to help you get in touch with your spirit guide. The female voice would
first take considerable time to relax you, and then would lead your imagination into a forest clearing, where you would call upon your spirit guide,
who would then show up as a great big bright ball of light, and answer whatever questions I might have for him/her. I wanted to try this one out,
because I had a lot of questions, but no one to answer them for me. I needed direction, i wanted to find out how to proceed to gain the knowledge that
I seek, or just what I needed to do in life. I thought my spirit guide would be the perfect person to talk to about this. I wanted whatever wisdom I
could receive.
Right now, I am of the opinion that such a meditation can not in any way help, or be any more significant or substantial than the simple fact that it
puts you in a relaxed state and lets your imagination flow. And your imagination, is, well, only your imagination. But at the time, I was very open to
it. But maybe because I had never meditated before, I found it hard to keep stray thoughts out of my mind, and I would always feel like the audio clip
had no effect, but make me feel sleepy. I had listened to this clip numerous times over a span of a few days. And one day, something happened.
I was lying on my bed one afternoon, with my earphones plugged in, listening to the guided meditation again. I soon grew sleepy as the voice made me
relax more and more. And I'm pretty sure I fell asleep very soon. I have no recollection of even getting to the forest or the clearing in the middle
of it. The only thing I remember is this: I was in a dream. I wouldn't call it a lucid dream, but it did have a quality of being somewhat tangible,
and different from my ordinarily vague, fantastical dream states. In the dream, I was standing near the foot of my bed (the same bed that i was in
real life lying down upon), and talking to someone. Now I can't remember this person's face, or voice, but had a strange feeling of being very
familiar with him. Like someone I knew long long ago, but had forgotten about. Someone close to me. But it reminded me of no one that I knew in real
life. I don't at all remember the discussion, or anything that was said. In fact, the point from where I could actually remember the dream gave me
the feeling that we were at the end of a long and important discussion, and much was said of significance. I only remember the one line that this
person finished with, which is 'It's very important that you understand this'. And the next thing I know, my arms started to rise on their own
accord from my sides, until they were stretched out straight in front of me. Then my whole body started to rise up and forcefully float upwards,
completely out of my control. I was still facing this person who was on the ground, looking at me. As my feet left the ground and I started to rise
higher and higher, I panicked (I have a slight fear of heights. I don't know if i panicked because of this, or because my body was floating upwards
out of my control, or both). And in my state of panic, I gasped, and let out a little scream. The dream then broke, and I instantly 'woke up', and I
instantly opened my eyes, and for a split second, I saw myself, my own body, lying on the bed with my eyes closed, from point just above myself, like
I was hovering a little above but close to my own face.And then SNAP! I was back in my body, in my usual perspective, looking at the wall beside my
bed. This all seemed so real that I immediately jumped out of my bed and looked around, and thought about what had just happened for the longest time.
My earphones were still in my ears but the audio clip had finished playing (and it's a long clip).
I've had those falling dreams where I wake up groping the bed under me. And that feeling is very real. This felt just as real, except for the first
(and the only) time, I felt like I was rising up instead of falling. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember what the 'important' thing
was that this person had explained to me. I somehow got the feeling that I my memory of it was either blocked by myself or intentionally wiped off by
this person, because it was not knowledge that my conscious mind should know. And I also got the feeling that the message, whatever it was, had
registered itself in my subconscious, and that deep down inside, I knew what had been said and also that it was quite important. That it would help me
from right there, though I may not be able to consciously recall it.
I'll stop here for now. I could go on about what direction my life took in the last 4 years and what my views or opinions might be about this
incident, but I'd like to know what some of you think about this first. I trust that there are some very knowledgeable and wise people here that have
more experience in the metaphysical/spiritual than I have. I've considered many times that it was all nothing but a fanciful dream that picked out my
desires and ideas from my subconscious and manifested them. But It's always felt strange, and of late, I've found myself thinking of it a lot more
than normal, almost like it is time for me to readdress what had been said to me, that it is more significant now than ever before.