Hello all. I've just had a worrying experience.
It began as a dream. I was in a huge dark castle or cathedral-type place (at night?) and had wandered off from the group I came in with. There may have been details on what I did with the group before this but I don't remember. I heard choir singing and went to investigate. I ended up in a room it didn't seem I was supposed to be in, but that was where I found the choir. It reminded me of a music style I'd heard before and I just thought "well that must be choir music then!". There were several men around and it seemed they were part of something like an olympic team. Then another man walked in and began talking to a lady who seemed to be director of the choir. The dream switched to a sequence where I had the perspective of a colleague of this man where we were on good terms until he thought I was trying to take his girlfriend, which was a misunderstanding possibly caused by rudeness on my part.
I don't remember exactly how but after that point in my perception the dream sort of flowed to present to me this simple esoteric image of a persons's psychic connection through the head. It was a very simple geometric-style drawing of a human body, and at the forehead there was something extending, it seemed to be a small "angel" with a hand on the forehead. The concept that accompanied this image felt as if something had been explained to me that I had wanted to know. I seemed to begin to wake up and with this pleasant feeling, I began to think about the image and about my forehead, as well as anyone can think right after they stop dreaming (not very well at all).
Suddenly, I heard a voice as if someone was speaking right next to my head, saying "hi, hi". Just as if it were a mother or grandma trying to wake someone up and get their attention, except REALLY CREEPY because it wasn't anyone I recognized, and they were in my room unannounced. My door doesn't work and is blocked by some heavy books and luggage, and was still blocked when I awoke, so clearly, no one had entered my room. I immediately thought of boundaries like were discussed in Laura's recent videos, and kept trying to set a boundary. I kept thinking, this is my room, of my house, of my yard, etc, that I'm not open to this kind of communication, and to whoever is trying to use it. But it seemed I had to keep doing this to "push it out", and it would push back in with that "Hi, hi". I kept doing this and eventually it didn't come back.
I am writing this directly after the experience. I did POTS afterwards. It didn't seem as much a malevolent attack as someone trying to get my attention in the rudest way possible (hardly any better than an attack), and it didn't leave me with such a concentrated anxiety as I have gotten from attack-like experiences in the past. Rather, it was actually kind of pleasing to see that I had the option to refuse and could exercise it. Of course that is only how it looks to me based on my knowledge at this point. At the same time it is distressing to think that I could have deceased-person alarm clocks in the future. I good question is, why weren't my boundaries already up?
Other things that may be relevant:
1: I went to sleep with a question on my mind: "what SHOULD I be doing?"
It began as a dream. I was in a huge dark castle or cathedral-type place (at night?) and had wandered off from the group I came in with. There may have been details on what I did with the group before this but I don't remember. I heard choir singing and went to investigate. I ended up in a room it didn't seem I was supposed to be in, but that was where I found the choir. It reminded me of a music style I'd heard before and I just thought "well that must be choir music then!". There were several men around and it seemed they were part of something like an olympic team. Then another man walked in and began talking to a lady who seemed to be director of the choir. The dream switched to a sequence where I had the perspective of a colleague of this man where we were on good terms until he thought I was trying to take his girlfriend, which was a misunderstanding possibly caused by rudeness on my part.
I don't remember exactly how but after that point in my perception the dream sort of flowed to present to me this simple esoteric image of a persons's psychic connection through the head. It was a very simple geometric-style drawing of a human body, and at the forehead there was something extending, it seemed to be a small "angel" with a hand on the forehead. The concept that accompanied this image felt as if something had been explained to me that I had wanted to know. I seemed to begin to wake up and with this pleasant feeling, I began to think about the image and about my forehead, as well as anyone can think right after they stop dreaming (not very well at all).
Suddenly, I heard a voice as if someone was speaking right next to my head, saying "hi, hi". Just as if it were a mother or grandma trying to wake someone up and get their attention, except REALLY CREEPY because it wasn't anyone I recognized, and they were in my room unannounced. My door doesn't work and is blocked by some heavy books and luggage, and was still blocked when I awoke, so clearly, no one had entered my room. I immediately thought of boundaries like were discussed in Laura's recent videos, and kept trying to set a boundary. I kept thinking, this is my room, of my house, of my yard, etc, that I'm not open to this kind of communication, and to whoever is trying to use it. But it seemed I had to keep doing this to "push it out", and it would push back in with that "Hi, hi". I kept doing this and eventually it didn't come back.
I am writing this directly after the experience. I did POTS afterwards. It didn't seem as much a malevolent attack as someone trying to get my attention in the rudest way possible (hardly any better than an attack), and it didn't leave me with such a concentrated anxiety as I have gotten from attack-like experiences in the past. Rather, it was actually kind of pleasing to see that I had the option to refuse and could exercise it. Of course that is only how it looks to me based on my knowledge at this point. At the same time it is distressing to think that I could have deceased-person alarm clocks in the future. I good question is, why weren't my boundaries already up?
Other things that may be relevant:
1: I went to sleep with a question on my mind: "what SHOULD I be doing?"