posted on Apr, 17 2011 @ 12:37 PM
I have periods of lucid dreaming, not because of any effort to do so, it just happened that I became conscious in dreams, and practice controling it,
changing elements and characters, etc.
Quite a few times, my husband and I have had shared dreams, and they were most often of a prophetic nature, with a voice explaining things and showing
a sort of film, that we both remember. Sometimes we have dreams at the same time which seem the same, but some details in the way each one saw things
can differ- as if our personal subconscious is sharing something with another, but from a specific perspective of it's own.
I started coming here a while ago because we were both having dreams at the same time telling us about a shift in dimensions happening. The voice each
one of us heard used slightly different terms- I heard alternate realities and multiverses, and a dimension in which time has a different quality than
what we are accustomed to.
He was shown a time line, with a parallel line above it, and things traveling along the upper line much faster. He was told about "timelines" in
which time is faster.
In that case, our dreams (the same night) were similar, but I didn't percieve him, nor him I. But there has been other times when we sort of half
woke, and said things to each other, discussed what we were dreaming as if it was happening. We would both understand precisely what the other was
I was blown away to see on this site how many people have picked up similar messages!
The last two days have been full of really bad dreams (not lucid), which is very uncommon for me. I've had some really upsetting ones. During a
period of change about 15 years ago, I had a series of dreams in which I died, so maybe something like that is happening again, a personal
But in this one, I was falsely accused of a murder, and as I was strapped to a bed and an injection was being prepared to put me to death, I was
crying and frightened and repeating that they'd made a mistake. Then it was black.
Then I was suddenly at home, with my family busy around me as usual, even a friend over, and I was carrying the laundry out..... I couldn't remember
what happened. I figured that they must have found evidence to clear me at the very last moment, and I was freed, but there was something wrong with
But then another idea dawned on me, and this was probably the most important part of the dream-
Perhaps I DID die. I was put to death. But just as when people have terrible accidents and don't remember them, perhaps ones conciousness leaves the
body just before the trauma.... and heads off to another alternate reality or universe, in which they have a doppleganger, and their life continues as
it was before.
Maybe we NEVER experience death. The people we love and that die, might not be aware they died at all, they are still continuing.....somewhere else,
that looks just like here.
I found that a rather profound idea.