posted on Jan, 11 2005 @ 04:50 AM
I have had those recurring dreams of "falling" since I was about 3 years of age or so, according to my mom, it may have been before that too since I
began talking. I stopped having them as much around the age of 10 or so. I am now 24 years old and they are starting up again and they've
It used to start out as I was at the top of some stairs in our old house and Im not ever pushed or accidentally fall.... I also dont purposely push
myself over, I just seem to, for some odd, unseen reason, "fall" but then lift up from the steps and then that fails and I fall, but never touch the
steps, I just am about to hit the very bottom of the last step and then I wake up. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach and the fear and the
racing thoughts in my head of my life passing me by.
Nothing of past experience that could have really spawned these dreams.
Later on in life, they developed into dreams of me being in a bus of some sort.. not really a schoolbus, but maybe a smaller kind, with a bunch of
kids I do not know. I am behind the wheel driving on a highway (again, that I do not know), and the brakes fail, I am going very fast and can't stop
it. I panic and scream and ahead of me, straight on as I continue going straight.. I see a brown brick wall of a building and we crash into it. I see
it happening and actually feel it. But no pain, but I feel the shock of the force. I dont really see anything (seems to me black, but more so the
proicess of between the dream and my waking up), but am actually sort of "aware" after it happens.
I then wake up and my heart is racing and I'm shaking.
Thats the first one I ever had where I actually am in an experience like this and experience the "impact".
I was also having dreams back around 2001, where I was in the parking lot of my grocery store (which I have gone to since a child.. I still live in
the same town), and inside, people start running in from outside screaming that there's a "headhunter" out there with an ax.
For some odd reason, I am a focal point in this dream. Not sure how to explain it. Only I can kill the headhunter and he cant really kill me
(unbeknownst to me till later)... he is actually afraid of me for some reason and like a "meeting your match" kind of a situation.
I go outside and see heads everywhere, I mean hundreds in the parking lot and I am scared #less.... crying at the sight I see, and theres the
headhunter and i cant really see him but hes more of a blurry dark image... and manages to outrun me and tries to whack my head off but for some
reason could not. Its like im not a physical body, more like a see through body, to this headhunter, so I try to find some way of killing him, and
theres supposed to be a way but i cant find out what that is, to make him stop this killing.
So, I kept having this dreams for weeks, and still could not find the key to killing him.... but one night the dream took a turn, all of a sudden the
headhunter disappears and explosions starts going off into the distance and people are pointing to the sky and yelling "oh no, not again!"
and im not sure whats going on, at all (this is before 911... about a month or so, thats what makes it so weird) and a guy starts saying "its iraq...
saddam's getting us..." and i starts running for cover because the bombings starts to get closer... and we look for the car and get inside but it
wont start up and so we jump back out and start running back inside the grocery store to take cover in their basement, and we get stuck outside near
the doorway of the place as the bombs get the place and we run backwards to the parking lot and scatter about and this time for some reason its only
me in some stand-off like thing with these bombs being dropped by an aircraft and I am outrunning them somehow, but then one almost gets me and i jump
into a bunch of bushes and I see a flash, buit i think im saved. i wake up and am fine. oddly, this kept going on until the very week before 911, then
maybe a premonition.. who the heck knows, but i sure would never want to relive those dreams again.
my other recurring dreams include drowning in a river and being "stuck there" as the water turns to this jelly-like substance... i am now stuck
below a thin layer of this and being able to see the top and the bridge nearby... and seeing two people standing there off the edge of a pier just a
few feet away, not helping, but looking at eachother wondering what to do, I guess.
I could feel the pressure on my chest and sinking lower and lower and things getting dimmer and dimmer, then I wake up... and feeling pain in my
chest and head and pressure all over my body.
i also have some stranger ones, where I am being chased by someone or something (usually I cannot see them or they are invisible), and they are trying
to kill me and then I switch out of my own body and into someone elses as if i am seeing through someone else's eyes, or their experience.. or remote
viewing into someone else's past or present in my dream.
one that was the most disturbing... was that i was being chased by someone on a tractor through a field, and i was having trouble outrunning them and
go through a series of different landscapes... and come to a clearing with a big hill with trees in the distance. something tells me i must make it to
that hill to be saved. i can hide there. it will be enough to save me, for some reason. but whoeever it is runs me over and kills me. all i see is
black, i dont feel anything. however, it then changes to a white light and someonme telling me i must go back and relive that moment to change history
forever. i must do things differently and it was like God, or something was giving me a second chance to do what i wished i had done or find another
way of saving my life.
so i go back into my body and the situation, still being aware of previously dying and that i am reliving this for a 2nd chance (weird, huh?)
so i fail the 2nd time and am given a third chance, but i finally make it to the hill in the distance. however, i think i have outrun the person, but
next thing i know, i am flashed into the future, walking around the top of the hill and its foliage and seeing a vigile of sorts being held by
someones family and friends, crying... around the site of where someone died (the hill) and i start asking myself.. "this isnt me.. is it?? what the
hell" but i dont recognize any of the people there and turn to see a picture of the person who died (like a funeral/vigil" and the pic is not of
me, but i am not able to be seen by any of the other people. im a ghost. no one can hear or see me. was this me living through someone else's
the face looked familiar... not sure who.
ive had many others like this, with a "second chance" scenerio.
another includes me being one of two women (the other i dont know and i am very aware that im living thru another person's body, but am also myself
too.. im sort of there to help her get thru something...) and some guy breaks into their apartment and tries to kill them and kills the one lady but
the other (who i am seeing thru) gets away, with a knife.... and runs out of the place and gets outside, but the guy catches her and kills her... i
dont feel it but i feel the fear and then leave her body and go back into this "weird state of white light" again and God or someone again is
telling me i must go back and try this moment again and this time to not run out but stab the guy at this one moment... and so we redo that and this
time, we get the killer and he dies.
kind of on-topic and off-topic, I guess.