So it was like this.My first sp.It happened 4 years ago.
Half a year after my mother died, I was my 3d year of high school.I was already going through depression,positive disintegration and general awakening since my first year of high school.I read Carlos Castaneda books and was into Don Juan teachings a lot in high school, talked with others who were into that like me.I met all kinds of people on forum,many of whom were probably predators.
At that time I was interacting with a man who claimed to be a nagual and sorcerer and seemed like he knows his stuff, but general feeling I had was not good and after few months I cut the connections,and that later showed as good call cause he turned to be psychopath or something like that,and who knows with what kind of people and forces he was dealing with,and by association with him I got in middle of those influences perhaps.
But that's not the main story that's just general background of what my world was like at that time.And I can tell you it wasn't pretty place.Then while I was still interacting with that man, one day I fell asleep on my fathers bed.That turned out to be bad idea.
In my dream I got surrounded,literally surrounded by gargoyles and/or ugly trolls of some kind.They were all around me,and the biggest one grabbed me from behind and gave me dark,repulsive and filthy hug.Needless to say that I didn't like it, so I tried to scream to my brother,cause I though I was actually in waking reality and that he might be sleeping near me,I tried to pull out,break free,but I couldn't do anything,except wait it to pass.
That day it started,my health got down rapidly.First I felt drained, then I got headache.Next 7 days or more were like living hell.The area of occipital ridge started to hurt like hell,and it almost never stopped.I would get high fever in a matter of few minutes then it would drop and rise again.My skin would itch and in few minutes if not seconds the huge rash would appear on large parts of my body and disappear then reapper etc.
I couldn't eat, I barely could stand up and worst part was that I couldn't sleep.If I somehow menaged to fell to sleep for a short period of time it was nightmarish sleep.I felt dark energy surrounding me,whole atmosphere of a dream or half dream was sick and dark.And there was a dark man whose face I couldn't see but he was ordering me something and he kept appearing in dream or even when I was just trying to fell asleep he would appear as mental image.
Somehow I feel he is part of the cause why I couldn't go to sleep but I don't know why.My health was in such a bad state and I reached the very bottom,there were moments when I thought my time has run out,but to cut long story short(and believe me those 7-10 days were longest few months I ever had :P) after going to doctor many times and taking many injections etc doctors still haven't found what was wrong with me, but then one morning before waking up I had this dream that changed all miraculously:
I remember only pieces of the dream, some parts remained completely vague to my memory.Dream started with 'dark man' going with his old same business,meaning ordering me(or some part of me or my subconsciousness),yelling and generally trying to make me suffer and fear. Then he pointed his finger(meaning he is giving some order,probably),then map of Europe appeared in front of me, and when I looked at the map it got zoomed in. (I'm not sure where it got zoomed in but vaguely remember it was somewhere in central Europe)
Then I appeared on some big field,and there were rails near by.Atmosphere was still very dark.I ran to the trails and then the train came,but it didn't stop,it was just passing by.I knew somehow that I need to get on that train,and felt like it was my last hope.The wagons were passing by in front of me, one by one.It were old wooden wagons,really low,1-2 feet high with no roof, like simple platforms.
I tried to climb up to and it really shouldn't be any problem cause the train was traveling under 5 km/ph, but I couldn't climb up cause I was carrying two very heavy coffers.Then the last few wagons came and I knew it's my last chance and this is something important and then I thrown away at least one coffer,I think I kept the other one,and I climbed up on the last wagon.
Next thing that I remember and it's the feeling that I'll never forget (just thinking about this now brought tears on my eyes and goosebumps) is that I arrived to a unusual place,with unusual people.I don't remember much of the place,except that the scenery of the place was similar to the farm,some people were driving on the carriage with horses,there were no automobiles or technology only the simple way of life.What I remember well is that we were all part of the same community.I remember very strong sensations of joy, harmony and belonging.These people were all unknown to me but somehow I felt like I know them..somehow.And I knew that these people were a lot like me,inside.
Then I woke up with feeling from dream and I can't explain it but the whole atmosphere,and my energy changed,and also I somehow knew I am going to recover.Almost jumping on the way I went to hospital that day,and doctor finally found what was wrong with me, he said I have mononucleosis.In few days I got completely recovered and was back to school.
I had dream with same people and same feeling of joy and belonging and community one more time,and I think that those people were you, and community represented in my dream as farm with people who live in harmony with nature is this network.Also,it might be interpreted that by leaving the coffer behind and making it on train in time I earned the chance for making the possible future I saw on the end a reality if I make the right choices,do the work etc.But at least it became a possibility.That's only my interpretation,might be bit of wishful thinking tho,but I'm open for feedback:)
Lastly,while I was planning to write post about this I noticed very eerie and weird connections to this from C's sessions:
A: Alfalfa fields in Rhineland yield as of yet undreamed of
treasures.
Q: Where are these alfalfa fields?
A: Near tracks well worn.
and this :
Ark: What was this thing when Vincent felt something touch his arm?
Laura: Vincent has some friends who travel with him, and they try to keep him out of trouble. It seems like, in this particular instance, somebody was banging on his shoulder just to let him know he was okay.
VB: And what kind of friends travel with me?
Laura: Actually, one of them looks like - he has a suit on, with a watch chain dangling from his waistcoat - but he doesn't have the time, which is funny. Brown suit, shoe boots, average height, he points his finger a lot; glasses. He's fond of you. Can't say that he is an "attachment," but he likes to be around you.
VB: Where's he from?
Laura: Actually, what I am seeing is obviously a projection. He is projecting this image, and I almost feel like, in a funny sort of way, he's maybe even you in another life.
VB: Okay, he's not the one who patted me on the shoulder. [Very strong voice effect] Did the C's pat me on the shoulder, both then, and did they burn the hand print on my shoulder back in the past?
Laura: [Feeling extreme constriction and unable to resist the command/assumption, very low and weak voice] Yes. [Immediate sensations of choking.]
VB: Okay. Now, the C's are quite aware of all the different things that are in my luggage. Will you ask them to show you what is in my luggage?
Laura: Dirty underwear!! [Laughter. Constriction released suddenly and the answer erupts almost before VB finishes speaking. The instant the question was asked, the large, overstuffed, strapped suitcase mentioned earlier was seen to spring open and hundreds of pairs of dirty underwear flew everywhere. They weren't just normally soiled, but were stained with fecal matter and it was as though, instead of washing them, or admitting that they needed washing, each pair was hidden away and new ones were added until they were soiled and added to the collection. However, all of this visual imagery was not requested, so it was not given in words.]
VB: Keep looking! What else? Come on!
Laura: [Strong voice] There is some real funny old fashioned clothes. I swear, this pair of pants - if you ever wore them out in public don't say you know me, they are awful pants - and they have suspenders. There's a leather case.
VB: Open the leather case. What do you see?
Laura: In the leather case there is a bunch of little bottles; they are bottles of pills; they are blue. There's a shaving kit, a comb; the comb has missing teeth...
VB: Do you see anything else in there?
Laura: There's handkerchiefs, an old mirror, and there are clean, white shirts, that have never been taken out of the packages. You have never worn these shirts.
VB: Now, you're doing real good. Now, if the C's would be so kind as to explain to Laura why I carry this luggage...
Laura: Why do you carry it? Because you can't let go.
VB: Why can't I let go?
Laura: Because you always want to be prepared.
VB: And what am I prepared for?
Laura: You're prepared for a trip, that's one thing. And you're afraid that something is going to make you get on the wrong train.
VB: Yep. Can you translate that "wrong train" into more direct terms?
Laura: Well, there's a funny thing about that. It's like the real problem is you think you don't have any money to buy what you need when you get there.
I first read the sessions after this dream and that makes this very weird to say at least.In my dream there was dark man who was pointing a lot,there was map of Europe,and good chance it got zoomed in Germany,and I appeared in green field near rails,and with luggage!
And VB had luggage with him,and guy in suitcase that points his finger a lot,he was somehow controlled to get information about time machine from Laura's subconsciousness if I understand it correctly,and the C's said that undreamed treasures are buried in alfalfa fields,near tracks well worn in Rhineland!
This sounds disturbing! What it looks like to me is,
-either I'm subconsciously controlled agent(similar to VB) sent on a mission from that guy in suit-projection who points his finger a lot to uncover something for sts forces
-or I was victim, and same forces that tried to uncover something from Laura's subconsciousness,tried similar thing with me
-or it's just big and weird coincidences,maybe even universe telling us something is it's own way