Astral Travel? Parallel dimension? A strange dream experience...
Several years ago I had the following rather interesting dream experience, or did I go astral traveling and wake up in a parallel dimension?! Please read on and feel free let me know your thoughts...
To set the scene...
I was living in France at the time, with my now 'ex' husband and our four children. During the early hours I had been woken up by my daughter Aimee, she'd got the beginnings of a migraine and was starting to panic a bit - as usual. I 'sorted her out', settled her into the bed in the guest room and eventually got back into my bed at around 6.45am. I dozed for a while, during which time I had a very strange dream involving my Mum. Then my husband's alarm went off at 7.00am. I stayed in bed trying to get back to sleep.
Suddenly I felt like I was in a tunnel, flying along at great speed.
I thought to myself "Wow! I think I'm travelling - I must stay with it!" I was thrilled as I'm very interested in Astral Travel, or Projection, and I didn't want to bring myself out of it by getting too excited. I seemed to be approaching the front of my house at an amazing speed and at a strange angle. As I came round the side, towards the front of the house, it was as though I was looking at a 3D computer graphic of the house. I came round the side, to the front, then zoomed straight up into the sky! I passed through some clouds and found my self high above England.
All the time I was thinking to myself "Stay with it, don't lose it!" I was spiraling down towards the earth in an anti-clockwise direction, wondering where I was going to end up.
I came down and down, flying quickly past Brighton and Eastbourne and thought to myself "I must be going to see my Mum!"
At that moment I heard my children.
They were calling out to each other and I thought I heard someone calling for me. In the back of my mind I thought "Aimee must be calling me, I'd better go and check on her." Also the children were getting ready for school and I really ought to be getting up. As much as I was enjoying this 'travelling' I was going to have to bring myself out of it and just hope that I could repeat the experience at another time.
I wondered how to bring myself back. I thought "I'll open my eyes and I'll be back." - but I couldn't open my eyes. "Now, don't panic" I told myself "I'll count to three, sit up - and open my eyes." So I did just that.
I opened my eyes, but something was wrong.
I was in my room, but it was different. It was the same - but different. It's difficult to explain but it was either back-to-front, or at a slightly different angle. I started to feel very nervous. I felt as though I needed some sort of protection. I have a beautiful crystal point which I used to wear most of the time, which is programmed for protection. I thought to myself, "I must put on my crystal!" I used to hang my pendants on the bedpost to the left of my head, so I knelt up in bed and turned to face the bedpost, reaching for my crystal.
Around the post was a mass of chains and pendants.
I thought "This isn't right, I don't have this many pendants, and why is the crystal hanging on a silver chain when usually it's on a leather cord?" It was all in a complete tangle and I was starting to panic, frantically trying to unravel the chains. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw the leather cord hanging round the bedpost, so I reached out for it. I tried to thread it through the crystal's silver loop and suddenly realised that I was holding a great length of strands of HAIR - not the leather cord. I dropped it in shock and thought "What the hell is going on?"
I was then aware of Aimee calling for me and I thought "I must go to her."
I got out of bed, feeling very disorientated, because although it was my room it was different. I stepped into the hallway and everything was the wrong way round, sort of at the wrong angle. I just kept wondering what was going on. I went to the guest room, where I'd put Aimee during the night, and as I walked through the door, I was looking down at the wooden floor and could see a pair of slippers. "That's odd. Those aren't the slippers Aimee had on last night," I thought. I did recognise the slippers, but wasn't sure where from and I reached down towards them.
When I caught sight of my hands I was horrified.
"THEY WERE NOT MY HANDS!"
There was no wedding ring on my finger. There were, instead, two ruby rings, similar to the ones I wore. Also my nails were painted a dark red/pink and were a different shape. They were my hands, but they weren't my hands. During that instant, within my feeling of horror, I had a rush of thoughts! "Where am I?" "When am I?" "Am I still married?" Are the children the same - or are they older?" "Is this the future?" Am I in a parallel universe?"
Then I heard my daughter Lucy call out to me "Bye Mum, I'm going to school now!"
I woke up.
I was in my bed, in my room and in MY body.
I have never been so relieved to wake up in my life!
I have since told several people about this experience and there have been differing ideas as to what happened. Have you got suggestions? Was it just a dream? If so, what did it mean?
I hope you have enjoyed reading about my dream and found it both interesting and entertaining? You are welcome to leave a comment and share your thoughts and please feel free to rate this hub (preferably 'up')... Thanks!
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