Astral Travel or Just a Nightmare?

I had an interesting conversation with my friend M on the weekend about sleeping and dreaming.

She said that since she has been on these supplements 'prescribed' by this nutritionist she is remembering her dreams. I said that I seldom remember my dreams unless they are nightmares and wake me. She asked me whether I ever have those moments of your body being asleep but your mind being awake and you are struggling to move. I do have those and I told her of a time recently when I was having a bad dream about spirits and ghosts and I was trying to speak but only a loud keening, wailing sound would come out.

This sound was so eerie and horrid that it woke up Mr. Kitten who then thought I was having some sort of a fit. I was aware of the noise I was making, but my body would not move and I could not speak. It was rather terrifying. The dream was terrifying and maybe my psyche was trying to run from it.

She then proposed an alternative possible solution. Could it be Astral Travel?  I do fully believe that the mind is so much more powerful than we can even possibly imagine, that we as humans have either lost, forgotten or suppressed so many of the things which our ancestors learned centuries ago. But could it be that our conscious self has forgotten it but our unconscious mind can still tap into these mysteries, particularly while we are in a state of deep sleep?

I then joked that maybe this is why my body has so many aches and pains, maybe I do not have arthritis at all but my unconscious self is out kicking ass and raising hell while my physical body is having some down time so when I wake I have all the bruises and bangs from my evil twin’s naughty behavior?

Have you ever experienced that feeling of half wake/half sleep when you are having a nightmare and cannot come out of it? Have you ever woken your partner or kids with disturbing sounds while sleeping?

I do believe I have had this experience before. I had an alternative therapy session in London with this chick that had just learned this new therapy. I cannot for the life of me remember what it was called as it was Japanese. Basically it was like Reiki and Aromatherapy and a few other things combined.

She put some oils on several places, my 3^rd eye included. She then started holding her hands over my body and moving them without actually touching me. I went off into what can only be described as a hallucination, but it was as clear and real as if it was happening right then in the same room.

I was walking along a dirt path, I could hear the sound of drums in the distance and as I moved forward I saw a Native American village, tepees, horses, and women and children. No men, which I found interesting. I walked on and an ancient Native American woman with long white hair, dressed in animal skins and beating a drum was in front of me. I was compelled to walk towards her and when I got to her she put her arms around me and said, ‘Welcome Home’. Then all of the women came up and embraced me. I felt such a feeling of warmth and love and peace. She kept repeating ‘Do you know who you are?’. Obviously I don’t!

I love going to psychics. The strange thing is that I have had several psychics say to me that I am a descendant of White Buffalo Woman, who is also known as Menada. Both of my great grandmothers were full blooded Cherokee. I know very little about my heritage as just a few generations back in my bloodline, my family was illiterate. (No comments about my bad grammar and spelling you cheeky fucks, blame the American education system OK?) So very little exists to tell me about them and most of my relatives who could tell me are dead.

My daughter is now studying with a shaman, I know that she has inherited the power of our ancestors. I am glad she is getting the chance to study our history and how to tap into this power.

None of my night travels have taken me back to this village and none of the women (ancestors?) have appeared to me since. I hope that my daughter can open these paths in her own learnings. And I hope someday to again meet White Buffalo Woman.