I’ve not been focused on my dreamtime of late but this morning was blessed with 2 experiences I wish to document.
Lucid to OBE: Map and $10
The dream seemed to suddenly “begin” the moment I gained lucidity. I cannot remember much before except flashes of images and a few strange interactions. The moment of lucidity came as we – my family and I – approached a house in the city. The unknown city was very large, with buildings that reached toward the sky, their tops lost in the clouds.
The house itself was quaint with apparent renovations (new perspective needed) to the side entry. Two sets of different double doors had been sealed (opportunity missed/denied). I remember wondering why they would do such a thing. A house needed more than one entry/exit and they had left only the front entry.
Once inside I saw a very modern house and commented on how impressed I was at its open layout. There was a dark haired woman inside who thanked me. She had an older woman – her mother – with her.
We had come to the house because my husband wanted to meet the lady that lived there. She ushered us in the the kitchen and showed us a wall covered in magnets. The magnets (the bond of personal relationships) were all decorated with various feathers (warmth, comfort) of many sizes and shapes. I remember thinking, “He came here to look at feather magnets?” I remember having an internal discussion about the futility of feather magnets and being a tad jealous that this woman seemed to be able to make a living selling them. How was that even possible?
Bored, I looked around the house and at the layout. The livingroom and dining area were open to one another but extended into another section where the kitchen was located. There were three rooms I could see from where I was standing but one bedroom (personal self, private self) was open to the kitchen (inner transformation), which I thought was a major design flaw. In my mind I imagined how I would correct the flaw, putting a wall (block) between the kitchen and bedroom.
I wandered to another window and noticed I could see rooftops (barrier between two states of consciousness) for miles. I thought it a sad sight. Who wants rooftops as their window view?
I noticed the mother of the lady who owned the house was laying on the sofa trying to sleep. She asked me to get her medicine and the lady of the house said she would handle it but scolded me for waking up her mother.
As my husband, my mom and the woman continued to talk I grew bored and wandered to the living room window to look outside. There I saw a three-car pile-up in the busy street outside (something is holding me back). Upon closer inspection I realized it was just two cars. One, a white truck (spiritual work), had a small, red (root chakra, passion, sexuality) trailer (carrying a burden) attached to the end and a woman (me?) was curled up inside it. I watched as the cars slowly drove away stuck together end-to-end.
Somehow I had transported outside to the road and soon realized I was floating. I saw a one-way street filled with cars at rush hour. I was face-to-face with an older model white Cadillac (success). I saw one open lane and flew up and threw it going the opposite direction of the cars.
I then became thoughtful of my circumstances. I remember thinking, “I left my body somewhere. Where is my body?” Rather than get caught up in worry over it, though, I realized my body was likely safe and secure and that I needn’t bother looking for it. I figured I would find it at some point. I decided I could get a better view of my location if I were higher up. So, I floated up slowly to gain perspective of my situation.
As I lifted up I felt a surge of child-like joy. The city I was in was massive and seemed to have no end. It was night and the sky was extremely cloudy.
I flew along for a short while and encountered a piece of paper folded tightly. It seemed to be a note to me. I unfolded it, still hovering mid-air, and looked inside. There seemed to be a portion of ripped paper. Inspecting it, I realized it was a map of the city. Something was written on it and I focused to read it. I did read it but can’t remember the message now. Since it had been ripped there was only a small, rectangular portion so I could not decipher the map itself (still looking for myself).
Behind the map was a larger folded object. It was velvety feeling and when I unfolded it, it turned out to be an oversized 10 (closure, great gains, strength) dollar bill (success). I could see it with perfect detail and marveled at the velvety (emotion) feel of it. I knew it was for me, a message of some kind, and tucked it into my left pants pocket along with the map.
My lucidity shifted me back to my sleeping body for a moment but I returned to the scene promptly.
I was hovering over the city and saw the small white car my family and I had arrived it driving away from me. A thought crossed my mind that my family was leaving me behind and I needed to follow them. They were going so fast and I seemed to far away. I remembered that all I had to do was focus my thoughts on the car and I would instantly be there. Happy that it was so easy and effortless I opted to just go with the flow.
I lifted up and flew over the city for a while. I began to sing a song but can’t remember the melody or words now. The feeling of child-like joy is the main memory I have of this time. Below me I could see the city streets and buildings. I seemed to be pulled upward as if by a large magnet but there was no fear of being pulled into space even though the intensity of the pull was increasing.
The speed increased as well and I moved so fast the city was a blur beneath me. The sky was still cloudy and dark but my vision was good. Below me a shape began to take form. It looked like a giant, metal tree composed of loops and shapes. It was a Celtic Tree of Life! It was massive and I laughed with glee as I grabbed hold of one of the metal branch loops marveling at its beauty. I remember knowing it was part of a sign for a store called Wegman’s. I repeated the name and flew over the top of the massive metal tree looking at the store below me noting a an illuminated sign of the same name.
I remember checking my left pant’s pocket for the map and velvet $10 bill as I flew. It seemed as if I was reveling in knowing I still had it.
I continued to fly for a bit after that, still singing. At some point, though, the energy of my physical body called me back to it so I gave in and settled back into my sleeping body.
These are the first OBEs/lucid dreams I’ve had in a very long time. I have been requesting them for weeks without success. These continue to indicate a more relax, go-with-the-flow state, one where I embrace the experience and do not attempt to take control of the OBE and/or dream.
The main part of these experiences that is a surprise to me is that I saw the Wegman’s sign. I had no idea what Wegman’s was until I looked it up this morning and saw it was a grocery store chain. I’m not sure of the significance of it, either, nor why the sign for it would be the Celtic Tree of Life. But based on my feelings in both experiences I would say whatever the significance and message, I was/am pleased.