Posted on 05/10/2022 10:04:28 AM PDT by Scarlett156
You’re on to something there. Even the extremely scary nightmares I recall from childhood were places I’d been in before. I would “solve” the thing that was scary in them (like a dark, spider-webby attic at the top of the stairs in an old house) and I would no longer be afraid of whatever it was. (And then I would come home with spiderwebs in my hair and my mom would get upset.)
But sometimes there’s a place that, though it may contain echoes of familiar things, it’s something you KNOW you’ve never been in before.
In dreams that are significant news from “above” - this is my experience - I will see familiar/typical things but there will be a peculiar slant to them - sometimes there will literally be a person saying “LOOK! LOOK!” - and then I will find myself in a place that is completely new. Sensations and smells will always be present. The action will be continuous, like watching a movie, instead of broken up like a normal dream.
But this is just the first step. After this you have to figure out what the dream is telling you. It’s always a worthwhile undertaking.
I’ve only had one dream in my life that I could consider at all predictive, and I was so young then that it’s hard to know if it was memory, deja vu, or dream. My ‘creepy’ stuff tends to happen during waking hours.
But I’ve always found dreams fascinating - when I was young, I flew a lot. It was fun.
Flying is always great. You can still do it, but you have to practice. I’m getting really good at jumping from a height and floating to the ground. The first time it happened, I was being pursued through a swanky neighborhood in a mountainous area - kinda like some of the hoods around here. I could hear these guys behind me - they weren’t making threats, but no matter how I scampered, I could hear them approaching, talking this loud sort of guy-talk about a boat that one of them wanted to buy or something.
I decided to take a detour by trespassing through this one property that had no barriers that I could see. It was really steep. I trotted around behind the house and I could actually see the homeowner inside the house - sitting at a table reading something with the door open. He seemed to see me but didn’t seem concerned.
The hillside was very steep and there was a tiny path that led down in switchbacks. I heard the guys again and it sounded like they were going to follow me even though it was private property.
Something told me that if I jumped down the hillside instead of walking the path, I wouldn’t fall or be hurt and I would be able to avoid these guys.
So I jumped, intending to land on the path that was quite some distance below. It was something I would never try in the waking world, LOL.
I floated down - I remember my coattails flying up dramatically as I fell at a remarkably slow rate - and landed neatly on my target. This was fairly recently that I dreamed this, like in the last year.
I will never forget how good that felt! (Especially since getting old has decreased my mobility and increased pain.) I’ve tried it again since and it seems I’m getting better at it.
Just so you’ll know!
Predictive dreaming caused me to realize that my mom was still alive - some internet trolls had been messing with me making me think she had died and I was a skank for not trying to make contact with her.
However, I had a strange dream in which I saw Mom taking to some J3wish guys - they were wearing blue-and-white stars on their clothing JUST so I would know! lol - and they were on this place like a farm and it was snowing. The images in the dream were very compelling. At that point I had thought she was dead for about three or four years.
I dreamed about her again, that she was in the room where I sleep and looking at me from the foot of the bed. Eventually I got in touch with her and found she is still around and that - guess what? - she had bought this farm in southern Colorado and a J3wish guy was her agent. I’ve seen pics of the place, which I have never visited: It looks like the farm in my dream.
So there’s a lot you can achieve if you make use of this information that comes spilling out of your brain while you’re asleep or hovering at the edges of sleep. I feel this is something everyone can learn to a greater or lesser degree.
I never flew from a height, I always took off from the ground. I just had to ‘think up’ and I was up.
I think a couple of times I’ve taken off like an airplane after a short run. That wasn’t nearly as fun as ‘rocketing’:-)
Heck yeah! If you can remember how you did it the first time you can still do it. As an adult, your perception of your own weight and ungainliness is an inhibitor, so you start to experience disability in that area as you grow up. But dreams are like a playground where - if you’re moderately cautious - you can do just about anything you can think of.
I recall that was why I stopped “flying” in dreams - because I would be up in the air - wheee! so much fun! - and suddenly become aware of how unreal it all was and OMG WHAT IF I FALL!? and usually that’s all it takes for you to go plummeting toward the ground (and then you wake up really suddenly, almost as if you had indeed fallen from a height).
Someone I received a great amount of instruction from in this regard told me that if you DO actually hit the ground when you fall in a dream, it could kill you. She said, “You know how every so often someone is just found dead in bed of what appears to be a heart attack when s/he was fine beforehand? That could happen when you fall!”
After she told me that, whenever I found myself in the air in a dream, I would imagine that I was wearing a parachute. One time in a dream I was in the air with a bunch of other people and someone said, “Time to wake up!” (there was a sound like an alarm clock, too, amusingly enough) and I looked around and we were all parachuting toward the ground.
I think my newfound ability, that of being able to float down from a height, developed from this. No parachute needed now.
It never struck me that I would fall. I’d just float down.
In fact, I think flying was sometimes the reaction to falling from something.
Oh, I’ve fallen a lot. Usually as soon as I realize that I’m up in the air I start losing altitude. I also have had some interesting experiences with super-fast travel overland, where I don’t leave the ground but I can run (usually on all fours, like an animal) really fast until I get to where I want to go. This is also something I was sort of retarded at when I first noticed I was doing it but now I’m a lot better. I recall that one time I did this I visited a real estate office in a remote location (it was still in Colorado, but about a 5-hour drive). The sensation of following various roads and moving really quickly was quite realistic. At the real estate office they couldn’t see me and I saw some people I knew who seemed like they were involved in skullduggery of some sort that had to do with me, like they were trying to get a legal title to the house I owned at the time.
Need I say what happened? (Knowing that it was happening didn’t help at all, by the way!)
For better dreams, don’t take anything like sleeping pills and try not to drink too much. Maybe you won’t get back to being able to fly, but dreams also have such things in them as fancy sports cars that you never had to pay a dime for. I dream about riding motorcycles a lot. When I crash a bike in my dream I just get up and dust my britches off, and wish for another bike, and there it is. Unlike real life.
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