Are dreams just our subconscious mind’s way of blowing off some steam, or are they trying to tell us something?
Maybe you should be paying more attention when you go to sleep at night and you might learn something.
Find out how one man’s lucid quest made him realize there could be more going on than we think, plus you’ll get to hear about a white blob man along the way.
How do you think you would deal with a dream monster?
(Reader Story, by Justin Mazza)
Dreams are more than just our imagination running rampant. Dreams are messages from our higher-selves that convey symbolic information to give us clues to the issues that are affecting our lives right now.
The entire environment is a reflection of yourself and that means every character, every object, and every event in them represents some aspect of your own being in the form of symbolism.
My first lucid dream
I had my first lucid dreaming experience when I was in Junior High School. It was a short one, maybe just a few minutes long, but it was a very vivid experience.
In the dream I was walking down my street and somehow I realized I was dreaming. My first thought was, “whose house should I go inside?”
I didn’t have any malicious intent mind you; it was more about sheer curiosity.
“Would I see someone naked or having sex,” I thought to myself. I was around the age of fourteen at the time and those kinds of thoughts were rather persistent in me back then. They still are, but I digress.
I never did go in anyone’s house, but I did enjoy a nice leisurely stroll down the street.
I must have had that dream right before I woke up because I totally recalled it, and I still remember it to this day.
Becoming interested in dreams
It wasn’t until the year 2001, after I had my prophetic 911 dream, that I began to delve deeper into the dream world.
Many of our unconscious beliefs can be made aware to us while we sleep.
I went online and to the bookstore, which was my go to place back then, and I read every book I could get my hands on about dreams and dream interpretation.
One of the suggestions I read was to keep a dream journal next to your bed and write down everything you remember. Generally speaking, dreams are the higher-mind’s way of communicating with our conscious mind. The higher-mind is not as analytical as the conscious mind so it uses symbols to represent what it’s trying to communicate.
For instance, if you repeatedly see a rat in your dream, then perhaps someone in your waking life is a negative influence on you or perhaps they are going to “rat” you out.
Different symbols have different meanings for each of us.
Perhaps you had a rat as a beloved pet growing up, so seeing a rat in your dream could mean something entirely different to you.
I spent months on dream interpretation and I had gotten pretty good at it. Dream dictionaries are okay for deciphering dream symbols, but I wouldn’t consider them 100% accurate.
My Freaky Lucid Dream Experience
Back in 2005 I was taking an afternoon nap in my basement when all of a sudden I woke up. There I was, floating out of my body, as if in a seated position. My body was heading towards the basement door and out I went into the backyard.
Back then I lived in a townhouse community and I built a six-foot wooden privacy fence around my yard to give me a little seclusion from my neighbors.
My body floated up and over the fence and I headed down the alley. This was all happening in broad daylight.
As my body was slowly floating down the alley I remembered stopping at a house midway down the alley. As I looked over into the backyard, I saw one of those plastic, white tables with several kids sitting around it. The odd thing I noticed sitting at the table was a large, white, blob creature that had a child on his lap.
I didn’t like his presence so I went over to face him. He was bigger than me but I didn’t care because I knew I was in a dream. I went over to the white blob creature and said to him, “get out of here, I’m not afraid of you.”
What happened next was rather strange. He took his hand and placed it in my mouth, pressing down towards my lower jaw. I quickly removed his hand and he became agitated by my actions.
He must have not known who he was dealing with because I was not going to take any crap from him in my dream.
Since I was lucid at the moment and remembered I could do anything I decided to make him small, then I placed the white blob man into a bell jar and sealed it up. Next I walked over to the trash can and threw him away.
I could hear the jar rumbling in the trashcan but I wasn’t worried because I put a magic spell on it so no one could open it.
A few moments after this lucid dream I woke up right back on the couch I had fallen asleep on. I thought to myself, “man, that was an intense dream.”
I began thinking to myself, “is there really a house down the alley with a white table?” So I went outside because I decided I needed to find out for sure.
I walked down the alley in the direction I had gone in my dream. In the dream, the backyard where I saw the white blob was located halfway down. I was eagerly anticipating seeing a white plastic table in one of the backyards, and sure enough I did see it.
Right there, at the exact same spot I had seen it in my dream. Man, it was strange to say the least. No one was outside, and I was definitely curious to see if the home had children that lived there.
Lucid dreaming is a fun way to experience something before actually experiencing it in the physical world. Even though I have had some bizarre dreams, I also had lucid dreams that I intended to have before going to sleep.
One of them was about scuba diving. I had always wanted to scuba dive, but I was overly concerned with breathing underwater. So, what I decided to do was to take a nap and have a lucid dream involving me scuba diving. (In my experience it is easier to have a lucid dream during a short nap)
After several attempts at having a lucid dream that month I finally had one, and it was awesome. I awoke in my dream that afternoon as I was about to enter the ocean water from the pier.
I climbed down the ladder, and into the water, and slowly descended into the depths. I was comforted in the realization that breathing underwater was not difficult at all. I had fun with it, and I was totally ready to go to the Cayman Islands and do some scuba diving in real life, which I eventually did later that year.
Photo by Kevin Dean
This post was written by Justin Mazza from Mazzastick Conscious Evolution Blog. Be sure to sign up for his free newsletter and receive a copy of his latest eBook: The Personal Growth Handbook – Personal Development 101.
Justin is a blogger who has committed himself to being a life-long student and teacher of personal and spiritual growth. He began his conscious evolution journey back in 1997 reading over 700 books about personal development, spiritual growth, health and nutrition, and metaphysical studies.