Originally posted by grinitagi
Simple question, ive been a curious about this phenomena but never experienced it, myself.
From the momment you started to have OBE’s or Lucid Dreams how did affect your life ?
Had visions and lucid dreams since my earliest memories (about age three). Since it is all I have ever known, I can say this:
I think (am not sure) that Church became more important to me than to most of my family and peers, because the clergy spoke about the things that were
"normal" to me-- but which almost no one else spoke.
I sort of sensed that it was taboo, but eventually came to the awkward realization that most people are not that way. It was (and is) horrible that
my family has no idea about such things.
I still doubted for all of my childhood, but as an adult, I have been approached numerous times my persons who knew that I knew. Uncanny boldness.
For example, a spiritual director asked me to come up to meet with him. He closed the door, and said, "You know you are a mystic, don't you?" I
hemmed and hawed, and he interrupted me to say, "Well, you are. It is obvious to many. What appalls me is that from what I can tell, no one has
ever given you any training or support."
Even so, the sense of "taboo" remains-- in that I do not speak of it except when I know I among others who understand. I do so here, because I am
anonymous on ATS. Funny, I have some people I try to keep in my life because I am certain they are merely hiding it-- just as I hide it.
At age thirteen and fourteen, I was in catechism class as well as acolyte training. In a training class, at the Altar, the Priest whispered some
things to me about what he was doing, and I felt this wonder: "How did he know I knew about things like that-- what made him so sure I would
understand?" And that I did understand, and wanted to know more-- he was so enthusiastic -- some happiness I saw which really could not "get."
Before that and since, I had "religious" friends who talked a lot about the Bible and church history (Christian and Jewish, for the most part)-- and
I learned from them-- but they never spoke about visions, or mysteries, or the Spiritual Reality I had encountered from time to time.
In my late teens and early twenties, it was acquaintances who had dabbled in the occult which had more experiences similar in some ways to my own--
but none of them liked what they experienced-- telling stories of warning rather than awe.
The OBE...
Well, maybe one or two, but I am not sure. I attempted to do this based on what I had been taught. The first time, under spiritual direction to a
priest, I had a very specific vision-- as he promised I would. Where I went was in a Spiritual Reality, but I knew the place. I attempted the same
technique, again, on my own because of circumstances which I felt demanded the attempt. It is hard to know if it was a true OBE or a vivid dream, but
I found myself in the correct city, but unable to locate the person I sought. I sat on the beach of that city waiting for the sunrise and feeling
despair after spending the night searching but not recognizing any landmarks.
How that impacted me was to not want to try again.
My own experiences have always been like "suddenly finding myself in a vision" except for the exercises I mentioned under a spiritual director. I
am uneasy about trying to force the experiences-- even when under direction. When I have, the experiences have been frustration. The cumulative
effect of such attempts have caused me not to try. In not trying, the visions have become rarer, but incomparably more valuable.
One of the more recent visions was so gentle and focused that I was able to be aware that I was sipping a cup of coffee while it took place-- even as
I interacted spiritually. I had no control as to the content, but was in complete control of myself-- but that has always been the case.
I love them and they are too rare. I want to knock at the door (so to speak), but there is something so very special about having your own door
lightly rapped upon-- as in, "Hey, Frira! Look what God wants you to see this time!" The visions arrive in a gentle way-- even if the task within
the vision is dangerous or the message unsettling-- there is always a compassionate mode-- like a friend placing a hand on your shoulder to get your
attention rather than being grabbed and forced. It is always as if I have the choice-- can always look away; but I never have.
When I was very young, I saw some things in a vision which I could not understand. When the vision ended, I had this sense so sure that I almost
thought I had actually heard the words spoken to the effect of, "Don't worry. This will make sense when you need to understand. For now, just
accept it and accept that you do not understand."
I am not sure if that is what you were asking, but it sure is what I think I needed to tell.