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#1    kannin

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Posted 07 June 2013 - 06:16 PM

please share your most wonderful,scary, or most unexplainable dream or astral projection expeiernecs

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Posted 08 June 2013 - 04:51 AM

View Postkannin, on 07 June 2013 - 06:16 PM, said:

please share your most wonderful,scary, or most unexplainable dream or astral projection expeiernecs
Oh gese where do I start. The garden goddess, the blue lady, the pleiadies spirit. It's been a wild ride.

Edited by Seeker79, 08 June 2013 - 04:51 AM.

"I wish neither to possess, Nor to be possessed. I no longer covet paradise, more important, I no longer fear hell. The medicine for my suffering I had within me from the very beginning, but I did not take it. My ailment came from within myself, But I did not observe it until this moment. Now I see that I will never find the light.  Unless, like the candle, I am my own fuel, Consuming myself. "
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Posted 08 June 2013 - 08:12 PM

Hello, I am new to this website.  I just want to share the dream that I had last night.  It is the second time that I have been visited by my deceased grandma, in a dream.  The first time, in the dream, I was outside my house and looked up at a window and she was standing there- waving at me.. it was so comforting- I could hardly believe it! I said outloud in the dream,  "is that you grandma!?" and I waved back.  I woke up completely comforted.

Then, yesterday, I had a dream. It started off that there was a bunch of bees near a bed in my home.  Someone pointed them out to me and I guess it freaked me out so I ran. I ended up in a bathroom and my phone rang.  It was my grandma!(She was Irish- had a thick brough.) And she sounded as clear as day.  Just the way she used to!
I said "Hi grandma, I miss you" and then there was the most comfortable silence.  I was about to cry...and before I started to cry.. In a loving tone she said "It is so nice to talk to you" and she continued in a jovial tone ... "just like the days of yore."  

She never used old irish terms like "yore" but I think she meant it as if she was quoting a proverb and I think she meant it to be a bit silly... but she also meant, it was like we were talking- just like we used to talk.  

Then, the phone call just muffled and i couldn't hear her anymore.  I woke straight up in my bed.  I know it was her! My brain is not sophisticated enough to conjure up her exact tone/demeanor.  And the level of comfort was unlike any other.  

Anyone have or heard about any similar experiences? Or any reflections on my dream?

I am still in a state of shock.


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Posted 10 June 2013 - 12:16 AM

View Posttara31786, on 08 June 2013 - 08:12 PM, said:

Hello, I am new to this website.  I just want to share the dream that I had last night.  It is the second time that I have been visited by my deceased grandma, in a dream.  The first time, in the dream, I was outside my house and looked up at a window and she was standing there- waving at me.. it was so comforting- I could hardly believe it! I said outloud in the dream,  "is that you grandma!?" and I waved back.  I woke up completely comforted.

Then, yesterday, I had a dream. It started off that there was a bunch of bees near a bed in my home.  Someone pointed them out to me and I guess it freaked me out so I ran. I ended up in a bathroom and my phone rang.  It was my grandma!(She was Irish- had a thick brough.) And she sounded as clear as day.  Just the way she used to!
I said "Hi grandma, I miss you" and then there was the most comfortable silence.  I was about to cry...and before I started to cry.. In a loving tone she said "It is so nice to talk to you" and she continued in a jovial tone ... "just like the days of yore."  

She never used old irish terms like "yore" but I think she meant it as if she was quoting a proverb and I think she meant it to be a bit silly... but she also meant, it was like we were talking- just like we used to talk.  

Then, the phone call just muffled and i couldn't hear her anymore.  I woke straight up in my bed.  I know it was her! My brain is not sophisticated enough to conjure up her exact tone/demeanor.  And the level of comfort was unlike any other.  

Anyone have or heard about any similar experiences? Or any reflections on my dream?

I am still in a state of shock.
This happens to many people, you shouldn't be in shock. I have visited my father a number of times.

"I wish neither to possess, Nor to be possessed. I no longer covet paradise, more important, I no longer fear hell. The medicine for my suffering I had within me from the very beginning, but I did not take it. My ailment came from within myself, But I did not observe it until this moment. Now I see that I will never find the light.  Unless, like the candle, I am my own fuel, Consuming myself. "
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Posted 10 June 2013 - 07:13 PM

Yeah.  I guess I'm not shocked anymore.  Now, I am more just amazed. It was the 2nd time she visited me.. but the first time that she actually spoke to me.  It was really amazing.  I can't stop thinking about it- I LOVE thinking about it and talking about it.. It was the coolest thing ever..and I guess I just want more!! haha.


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Posted 12 June 2013 - 01:00 PM

View Posttara31786, on 08 June 2013 - 08:12 PM, said:

Hello, I am new to this website.  I just want to share the dream that I had last night.  It is the second time that I have been visited by my deceased grandma, in a dream.  The first time, in the dream, I was outside my house and looked up at a window and she was standing there- waving at me.. it was so comforting- I could hardly believe it! I said outloud in the dream,  "is that you grandma!?" and I waved back.  I woke up completely comforted.

Then, yesterday, I had a dream. It started off that there was a bunch of bees near a bed in my home.  Someone pointed them out to me and I guess it freaked me out so I ran. I ended up in a bathroom and my phone rang.  It was my grandma!(She was Irish- had a thick brough.) And she sounded as clear as day.  Just the way she used to!
I said "Hi grandma, I miss you" and then there was the most comfortable silence.  I was about to cry...and before I started to cry.. In a loving tone she said "It is so nice to talk to you" and she continued in a jovial tone ... "just like the days of yore."  

She never used old irish terms like "yore" but I think she meant it as if she was quoting a proverb and I think she meant it to be a bit silly... but she also meant, it was like we were talking- just like we used to talk.  

Then, the phone call just muffled and i couldn't hear her anymore.  I woke straight up in my bed.  I know it was her! My brain is not sophisticated enough to conjure up her exact tone/demeanor.  And the level of comfort was unlike any other.  

Anyone have or heard about any similar experiences? Or any reflections on my dream?

I am still in a state of shock.
I have been making a deliberate effort to spend some time with my father (who died a few years ago aged 80) when he was a young man courting my mother in the  1940s. It is fascinating going to the old country dances and riding a motor bike on these outings. We have good discussions, although he doesn't know he is dead, and he doesnt know I am his son.

I think what is happening  is that I am accessing his now stored memories of that time, in a sort of virtual reality encounter. He is as he was then, and I am as i am now, but our minds can link, interact, and talk things over. It is really fascinating, fun and I learn so much. My mum who is still alive,  90 and in perfect mental health, confirms the experiences i have with dad as being real events and experiences he had with her, or which he had told her about. She can confirm the music I hear played, the dances being danced, and the decorations and appearances of those many small country halls as being exactly as I experience them.


It is a trite saying, but true. If you believe in anything enough, it is possible. I often go back 40 or 50 years and spend some time inmy old family home now demolished talking with and enjoying the comapny of my whole family around the kitchen table. the hardest thing is talking for ages with dad and grandma and not letting on that they are now dead. While their consciousnesses are perfectly preserved and capable of interaction with my consciousness, they dont know that their lives have now ended, or when. Luckilly they both had long happy lives, filled with love and family.

Edited by Mr Walker, 12 June 2013 - 01:05 PM.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world..

Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy.

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Posted 21 June 2013 - 11:19 PM

wow truly amazing guys! ive done some pretty unique things as well

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Posted 21 June 2013 - 11:25 PM

View PostMr Walker, on 12 June 2013 - 01:00 PM, said:

I have been making a deliberate effort to spend some time with my father (who died a few years ago aged 80) when he was a young man courting my mother in the  1940s. It is fascinating going to the old country dances and riding a motor bike on these outings. We have good discussions, although he doesn't know he is dead, and he doesnt know I am his son.

I think what is happening  is that I am accessing his now stored memories of that time, in a sort of virtual reality encounter. He is as he was then, and I am as i am now, but our minds can link, interact, and talk things over. It is really fascinating, fun and I learn so much. My mum who is still alive,  90 and in perfect mental health, confirms the experiences i have with dad as being real events and experiences he had with her, or which he had told her about. She can confirm the music I hear played, the dances being danced, and the decorations and appearances of those many small country halls as being exactly as I experience them.


the astral plane is something special now isnt it :)It is a trite saying, but true. If you believe in anything enough, it is possible. I often go back 40 or 50 years and spend some time inmy old family home now demolished talking with and enjoying the comapny of my whole family around the kitchen table. the hardest thing is talking for ages with dad and grandma and not letting on that they are now dead. While their consciousnesses are perfectly preserved and capable of interaction with my consciousness, they dont know that their lives have now ended, or when. Luckilly they both had long happy lives, filled with love and family.


happiness can be found in the darkest of times, only if one remembers to turn on the light




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