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I usually don't write in this notes file (although I do read it
often) however, your experience has reminded me of a similar
experience.
When I was three years old I had a swimming "incident". I had
played with a pool toy, gotten it tied around my feet and because I
didn't weigh much, the toy kept bringing my feet to the surface. After
a desperate struggle (I remember all of this well) I tired and slipped
out of the toy to the bottom of the pool.
I DISTINCTLY remember my mother looking up, gasping, throwing down
her magazine and running down the steps to dive in to get me. The
odd thing about my memory is that in review the angle that I had was
from above the pool, looking down onto it. My mother claims that this
is impossible because she found me face down in the pool.
No one talked about this for years because my mother felt guilty
that she wasn't watching more closely and they figured that I would
just forget that it happened.
As I got older and started reading things, I am convinced that I
was out of my body (try and explain that to anyone and see if they
don't make faces). I did not see the "traditional white light" but I
never felt fear (I was a pretty fearless kid to begin with) it was all
very calm. I think that this experience, even from a very young age,
forged my attitude that I am here for a reason and that there is a
purpose and a reason for everything (a pretty unusual set of beliefs
for a youngster to hold).
Anyway, after this event, I had many, many dreams where I thought I
was able to breath under-water. Some of the dreams were so vivid and
convincing that I wanted to go out to the family pool and try it. I
still get those dreams, but now they are rare.
I see the dreams as my mind trying to cope with a traumatic
situation, the dreams were not scary and I never felt uncomfortable or
afraid. I think that it was merely the logical trying to process the
ilogical or unfamiliar.
Wendy
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About a year or so ago, I had two dreams in which I died. I had
never dreamed of death before that and haven't since.
In the first dream, I died along with 3 friends and vividly
experienced the death and then moving on in this new realm. The
death process itself was very gentle - I was out of my body very
quickly. But I was very anxious and afraid and my friends kept
trying to keep me calm. Then I remember going back to my house and
Mike (my partner) was there and he was crying for me. I kept trying
to calm him down and let him know I was there but he couldn't feel
my presence. It was one of the most frustrating and sad experiences
I've ever had. I woke up at that point.
In the second dream, I again experienced death as very gentle and
found myself walking around the death scene but this time much more
aware of what had happened and I was much calmer.
I found these dreams to have great significance in my work as a
medium, in that they allowed me to have a direct experience of what
it is like for some people to die and have a strong desire to
contact their loved ones who are still in the body. I can now
much more relate to their current state, and I much more appreciate
the healing that can take place by my being the intermediary of
the communication process.
Another interesting aspect to all of this is that at the time of
the dreams I was experiencing what is called in astrological terms
transiting Pluto squaring my natal Pluto. Pluto transits most often
bring up issues of "death and rebirth" on some level.
Carole
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Carol, many people think that the reason why I am able to do the work I do is
because of the near-death experience I had when I was 10. I don't think it
explains *why*, but I do believe, as you do, that it certainly aids in
understanding and being able to help.
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I had an experience concerning the death of my boyfriend in college that
definitely seemed to heighten my psychic abilities. Here's my story
(the short version 8^).
When I was a child, I did show some signs of being psychic (answering
questions before they were asked, knowing the phone was going to ring and who
it was, psychically communicating with my brother, and a general "knowing of
things" with no explanation of how I knew...). I had dismissed much of this
by the time I had entered college because I was going to be a physicist, and I
felt at the time that there was no room to believe in this psychic-stuff.
In college, I was at a party with my boyfriend, Bill. A friend of ours needed
a ride home, and I had met Bill at the college so I had my own car, so Bill
offered to drive her home. I left the party about a half hour later. This
was about 4:30am. I was waiting at a red light when all of a sudden I couldn't
see anything in front of me. Then I saw a scene of Bill's car flipping over
several times and resting up against the wall of an overpass. In the scene
I saw him being decapitated. Needless to say, I totally freaked out. I
managed to drive home, screaming and crying hysterically all the way. When I
got home, I told my mother that I thought something awful had happened to
Bill. My mother calmed me down, telling me that it was all nonsense, and
nothing had happened. My mother convinced me that it was just my imagination
flaring up, and to dismiss it totally.
I found out the next day that Bill had fallen asleep at the wheel, and his
car flipped over and was up against the wall of the overpass. I then later
talked to a friend of his who was on the local police force, and I asked him
if Bill had been decapitated. This friend looked at me strangely, started
crying, and confirmed it, and asked me how I knew.
Shortly after this had happened, I had been visited by Bill several times.
I had a heightened sense of awareness which was freaking my friends out a bit.
I started doing a lot of research on death, mediumship, and anything to do
with the paranormal.
Eventually I went to a service at the Aquarian Foundation in New York City.
I had a billett done in which Bill came through a medium. Some very
evidential things came through, and I later joined the Foundation.
Bill's death totally transformed my life. A lot of wonderful things have
happened to me due to the understanding that I have of life & death, which
I'm convince would not have happened, or would have happened much later in
my life. Bill's death made me confront my own eventual death, which I no
longer fear.
Linda
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It could be everything you mention. But the way you describe your
dreams it appears to me more than just coping. What I mean is that
your experience resembles very much as really going out of your
body. Your former experience just made it easier for you.
I believe that everyone has these experiences. Some people have
it when they are awake, aware that they leave their physical body.
Others only have these experiences when they sleep. The brain has
during sleep more time to develop other activities than just the
physics. Explaining or "strange" dreams are the result.
Your dreams are partly reliving what happened then and partly new
experiences. Don't get frightened of them but try to explore them.
They give you a lot of information about yourself.
Death dreams can be explained in many ways. It could be the fear
for death, and as you thought before being a coping mechanism of
the mind. If they are a warning for death you actually see what
happens ( in .4 (?) you see an example).
I wouldn't mind to much if I were you, just try to find the message
of your own mind. There are a lot of people who actually can see
or dream which people die in their environment ; I can tell you,
that is frightened !
Next to that try to leave your body when you are awake ; lie down
on a bank or bed and think you can do it. If it works you will find
out how great that can be !
Enjoy it ! John ^O^
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