I’ve had two really strange and interesting dreams recently. I never have had intensely happy dreams, until recently.
Dream #3 (a couple of weeks ago):
I was driving in my car, then speeding, with the intention of driving straight into the wall of an overpass on the highway for some reason. It was something I really, really wanted to do. I should have died on impact, but I don’t (or maybe I did, but my expectations of what happens when you die didn’t happen).
Instead I feel I an ‘expanding and exploding’ sensation. I feel it mostly in my head – this intense rush of…well, ecstasy…I think. It started off small and it crescendoed into a luminous and exploding feeling of incredible joy and well-being. My body in the car and the car itself in the meantime just simply dissolves away.
And I just felt such joy and ecstasy.
When I woke up, I was glad to have that dream…
Dream #4 (a couple of nights ago):
I had fallen asleep on the couch after reading a book. I was too tired to move to the bedroom and I told my husband I would after a brief rest, which turned into a longer rest because I fell into a dream state.
I was dreaming about one thing (which is rather embarrassing so I won’t share that here), and then suddenly, I fell out of that dream, quite literally. I fell backwards and was falling in an extremely fast free fall. A part of me was scared, but a larger part of me was really exhilarated.
I was thinking that I could die, but I don’t in my dream, instead I just kind of, in this wonderful way, just have that same sensation of exploding out of my body. And I said to myself, just before I did that ‘exploding’, “How can you not believe?” And something like, ‘C’mon, God, break me open’.
And then, in the next moment I do just that and I felt again that wonderful, ecstatic feeling. I was not in my body anymore…it just dissolved away.
And then, shortly after that, I wake up, and realize I’m laying on the couch with the light on, and my teeth feel furry (I hadn’t brushed my teeth before I fell asleep).
I laid there a while and thought about getting up but still was kind of groggy. I became somewhat fearful because I think I might really be going crazy. I was also a little worried that if this is will be a recurring dream, that won’t always have a happy outcome.
Mind you, in real life, I’m not fond of heights and I have a mild phobia of being near railings – if they are above the first floor of any building – and driving over bridges, and I hate rollercoasters because I usually end up sick afterwards and I don’t like driving over 65 mph (just ask my husband).
I know dreams aren’t real…I don’t pay attention to them all that much, unless they are recurring nightmares or I have been partially conscious during the hypnogogic state, or I wake up with sorrow (which I have done after having a dream about someone who died or is no longer in my life and upon waking, I realize it was just a dream and I miss them so much).
What strikes me of these new dreams is how wonderful they were. I’ve never had that kind of dream before and I really hope to again.
In the second occurrence, since it felt familiar, I did anticipate that it was going to feel really good and I knew I should not be afraid. There was immense joy at the expanding feeling of me until I burst forth from my fleshly case. And it felt wonderful, at least, until I woke up and my egoic mind took over and made me afraid.
I’m not sure what kind of meaning these dreams have…other than it seems to verify some of my beliefs that there is something very spiritual going on in the Universe, and I’m getting glimpses of it here and there, if only in the dream world (though I’ve had some unusual experiences during guided meditations too).
Have you experienced anything similar during your dreams?