posted on Jun, 20 2007 @ 04:56 AM
I like to think of myself as a (fairly) rational adult, but there have been times when, how can I describe them, odd things have happened to
Now, I don't count them as paranormal as they didn't seem that bizarre at the time, but they were sure eye opening.
This is what I've experienced: like Soul_Contagious, disembodied voices; lights, both soft and very focused, and a single, stunning lucid dream.
I've been awoken at night, or roused just before I fell asleep, by a soft and subtle increase in light from outside my bedroom window (this has
happened in every home I've had). The light is normally white, but sometimes reddish.
In fact, believe it or not, it happened last night (the red one) just as I was slipping under. It managed, as usual, to wake me up.
The obvious thing is to try and rationalise the event, try and picture where the light could be coming from; is it headlights, the moon coming out
from behind the clouds etc.
Unfortunatley, and in each case, none of these explanations fit, e.g. I've allways been fortunate to have homes that don't face onto public roads,
and last night there was a torrential rainstorm so absolutely no moon.
The light is uniform and unmoving, swells slowly and fades at the same rate. Also, the headlight/moon theory doesn't explain the reddy pink light. I
never feel afraid or concerned when this happens, I just accept it.
However, then there's the two occasions I've seen something very different...
I've awoken with a start to see differently coloured, oval neon lights shining on the ceiling above the foot of my bed (that's the nearest
approximation I can think of, as they weren't strictly speaking on the ceiling but somehow part of it). They were different on each seperate
occasion; the first was around 8-10" across and had what I can only describe as tubes swinging in its centre.
The second was the same size, but had a fixed pattern of circles swirling around inside of it. Both times I looked away, expecting them to move with
me, but they stayed in situ. They were very odd and lasted for only a few seconds, and though I didn't feel that concerned I somehow got the
impression I wasn't meant to see them. It's difficult to explain that statement, but that's the feeling I was left with...
Several times I've heard voices just as I'm falling asleep, usualy saying my name. Some have been familiar, whilst others haven't. And again,
perhaps because I was in a relaxed frame of mind, they didn't scare me.
Then there was the lucid dream.
It happened some time ago, but stays with me as a wonderful memory. Sadly, it was all too brief, literally seconds from start to finish.
I was walking through a field full of a strange, bulb headed crop (think the Ellesian Fields scene in Gladiator), when I stopped and woke up
still in the field.
It was absolutley, completely, undeniably real.
I was there, wherever there was as it surely wasn't here. The sense of all-encompassing wonder of that moment is what sticks with me to this day and
I dearly wish I could do it again.
I'm willing to accept that these experiences could be logically explained, and am prepared to have the veneer of "strangeness" stripped from them.
We have to, after all, put our trust in those who are trained to teach us the workings of our own minds.
But, whatever anybody says to me about the "lucid" dream, and despite any psycholigical interpretaion, I know that, for a few glorious
seconds, I wasn't on the rock I was born on.
Ladies and gents, there's a lot to this life we simply don't know about...
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