For a period of time I used to have different dreams where I used to see a friend from primary school. He would appear in different ways and we would do different things as we used to do back in our childhood.
This friend kept reappearing in my dreams and I had learned from Belsebuub’s courses that dreams that keep reoccurring usually mean there is something in them for me to understand. Every time I would wake up after seeing him in the dream I would be surprised that I was not able to realize that I was in the astral plane.
I hadn’t seen this person for so many years so it should have been obvious when I saw him that it was not the physical plane but the astral and he is just part of my dream. I made a goal that when I saw this old friend again I will try doing a reality check to see if I was dreaming.
This method which I learned from Belsebuub has helped me a few times in the past to realize I am dreaming and wake up in the astral plane. It involved trying to do simple things that cannot be done in the physical plane for example jumping with the intention to fly or stretching my finger.
Waking up in my dream
One night, I had a dream that I was in a street and I was having a chat with this same friend from primary school. I was absorbed as always taking our discussion very seriously and thinking that I am here in the physical and that everything was normal.
However, this time, at some point, I remembered my goal to question whether I was in the physical or in the astral plane when I met this friend again. In the beginning it felt a bit uncomfortable to do that since it was quite obvious to me that I was in the physical. I said to myself: “I don’t think this is real but I will do it discretely anyway so I get reminded to also do it in the astral plane”.
I pulled my finger in a discrete way, pretending to stretch it because it was stiff or something. Great was my surprise when I saw my finger stretching. It wasn’t a lot, just an inch or so but that was enough to startle me from my dream-state. To make sure that it was real I started jumping with the intention to hover over the ground. It was unbelievable that my finger could stretch when everything seemed so real so I still had my doubts.
I jumped and jumped again but I kept returning to the ground. Then something strange happened. Some people that were in that street came to talk to me, then a car came and a few of my cousins and an uncle of mine were inviting me to join them for a ride. Suddenly the street I was in became very busy and full of distractions. It was just too weird to see such a change in everyone.
Although I was feeling a pull to go along with all these distractions the fact that there was a big chance that I was in the astral plane kept me focused. I jumped again with clear determination to fly and this time it worked. I hovered over the ground and started rising in the air. It felt unbelievable! Like I had broken free from something.
However, there was still a certain heaviness I could not define that kept pulling me to the ground. It felt very much connected to all these people calling me from the street. I felt that if I stayed there longer they would manage to stop me from flying. I didn’t want to go back to the ground so I made a strong effort to overcome this heaviness and flew even higher and higher and higher.
I saw these people looking at me gathered down that road. The feeling of flying was amazing though so it kept me going. I went even higher now and I saw the city in the night; lights, buildings, roads, and everything. I could fly, and that felt very real.
It was great! There was a feeling of elation and happiness. It felt very natural to not be stepping on something, to not feel my weight. I always wondered as a child how it would feel to fly and what would keep my balance so that I can fly evenly and not awkwardly lose stability and fall, and I was able to find out!
Although I didn’t have absolute control of my flight since there were still things to overcome, I was able to steadily hover in the air and perceive the environment around me. At some point I thought, “I hope, my ability to fly doesn’t leave me because if I fall from this height it won’t feel as great.”
That thought got me a bit scared and that sense of fear pulled me back to my physical body. I woke up in the physical, in my bed. I was disappointed that my flight was so short but glad that I had managed to wake up in my dreams and fly in the astral.
*Featured image by Treza Trisnandhy on Unsplash.
Flying is also on my mind these days. I can relate to a lot of what you say. I also have problems with flying because very often something is dragging me and I have to make a strong effort to move forward. It strikes a chord with me that I have certain attachments to the situation which keep me from moving. I also feel like there is a general inner state that is present all the time which creates a heaviness. I sometimes am able to break out of that inner state, managing to do things in a light hearted and happy way, away from the distractions and plans, etc.
Thanks for sharing your experience. I am testing my finger as I speak and hopefully will be able to repeat your experience tonight.
Just to add to my previous reply that I am also going to look into those distractions you mention. It is a constant thing I experience every single day.
Christos, you really made me laugh with the ending of hoping you won’t forget how to fly 😀
It’s such a great experience, and very relatable. I’ve definitely had my share of the tiny finger stretch, the discreet checking, and the funny logic of doing something while worrying about losing the ability to do that. I remember once I did a reality check and started bouncing in a very funny manner, and instead of realizing I was dreaming I just thought “oh cool! I can do that now” 😀 — of course feeling very silly upon waking up…
Nice experience, Christos. Definitely, it’s a pleasant experience to fly in your dreams.
I agree with Mike “Good on you for staying focused and not being distracted. Maybe those people were negative entities trying to distract you from your first flight experience?”
Thank you for sharing this
Thanks for sharing that, Christos!
I still have an issue with flying… I just love it too much.
I learned how to fly in the astral as a child. It seems as if I was trained, once quite often this person/being would chase me in the astral to the point of almost catching me and, at some point, I learned how to fly. For a short period of time, the same person/being would still chase me in the astral, although I’d fly far from him right away, leaving him behind there on the ground looking at me. From that time on, I’d always simply fly away if anything weird would happen in the astral, so I cannot remember having nightmares since then, because I’d just fly away.
Case is, it became so natural and, as you mentioned, it is so amazing (still nowadays), that as soon as I realize I’m in the astral, the first thing I do is to fly, or simply float around.
Sometimes, when walking and talking to someone, if I realize I’m in the astral, I just cross my legs and float right above the ground, or throw myself backwards and float facing up beside the person, and continue talking.
As you see, I get stuck in between having a lucid dream and enjoying the dream itself – I’m still fighting my fascination for flying.
ahh the awkward feeling of pulling your finger in the dream when being around people and thinking it is the physical. I had many of those and I would wake up in disbelieve of how I was again tricked. It becomes easier to recognize with experience though 🙂
Good on you for staying focused and not being distracted. Maybe those people were negative entities trying to distract you from your first flight experience?
It’s good you managed to get off the ground. It is a really beautiful feeling to be weightless.
I still need some flying lessons, though. That feeling of elation you describe often sends me back to my body or quickly gives way to egos of fear. Then I find myself flying way too fast and I can’t control it.
Thanks for sharing!
I said to myself: “I don’t think this is real but I will do it discretely anyway so I get reminded to also do it in the astral plane”. 😀 It seems there’s a common thread among people where our thoughts in the moments just before realising we’re dreaming can be quite funny. I guess it has to do with our normal everyday reactions continuing over there.
Thanks for sharing Christos, I like it because it seems your experience was at the same time was communicating a lesson.
That’s funny how suddenly all those people showed up on the street and tried to get your attention. Well done for not giving in! I usually have problems flying in my dreams if I know a bit that I’m awake, but the times when I’ve been able to fly a bit more have been similar to what you mentioned, they felt natural and awesome. Thanks for the inspiring experience.
Thanks for sharing this experience, Christo. It was interesting to me how all those people emerged out of nowhere trying to take your attention, so that you would continue being with the dream scenario. It’s almost symbolic for all the thoughts and stuff that come at us, requiring our involvement, whereas to be conscious we need to keep clarity. 🙂
“I don’t think this is real but I will do it discretely anyway so I get reminded to also do it in the astral plane”. – that’s a great approach Christos! 😀 And I can also relate to the feeling of joyful freedom when you realise you are in the astral after being submerged in the subjective sceneries before… The people that suddenly appeared and started to pull you down sound quite symbolic to me. Its nice that you managed to escape them and also very good that they didn’t know how to fly ;-).
Wishing you many more successful reality checks!
That was a very interesting experience Christos – I’ve had many dreams with my childhood friends as well, and even though the setting is often a bit different, there is a common thread behind it that makes it recurrent. And now reading your experience and thinking about mine and reflecting on it, I feel that I’m started to get some understanding / insight about it..!!! Amazing how reading what you wrote just helped me now 🙂
I am glad it helped you Geraldine. I’ve also been helped a lot from other people’s experiences. There is always something to learn and gain inspiration from.