Before you all go thinking I went bonkers let me offer fair warning in my first post on dreams. I did say I would have a section devoted to dreams and would be exploring mine. I haven’t kept a dream journal for the longest time and now this outlet will be my venue. If you have this perception of me that I’m grounded and soothing and healthy, well this next post may disturb that thought so let me offer you the chance to go elsewhere now.
The night of Saturday January 20th is when this darkness would occur. I’d not had dark astral dreams since I quit drinking. This was by far the most insidious and relentless. I was sleeping. I “awoke.” Bear with me here.
A black mist. Not the black mist in movies but a dark, dense something I could feel more so than see – but could see as well as it hovered to the left of me in my bed. I was on my stomach physically – because that’s how I sleep. Astrally however, I was on my stomach threatening to float out the window when I noticed this thing.
I became frightened. I don’t know about anyone else but I don’t talk when I am in astral world although I try when I am frightened. I remember trying to scream for my beloved to wake me up. I remember that the dark presence was then above me and slightly skewed to the left – almost as if it was saying I couldn’t astral out that way either.
I remember continually trying to come back into my body and into my beloved’s “sleep space”, who sleeps to the right of me. Somehow I had it figured I needed to be close to someone because this thing was threatening me. It felt as if the entire ordeal lasted anywhere from thirty minutes to three hours.
The next night I finally asked my beloved if he’d noticed anything weird with me. Hadn’t he heard me screaming for him? He, of course said no but did claim that I was in the center of the bed with him to the edge. Which offered proof to me that I was making my way toward his sleep space when the astral boogeyman was out to get me.
My beloved, always the one to bring a grounding to a situation said, “You tell him that we have a dreamcatcher over this bed and a crucifix above this bed.”