Guest Blogger: Elissa Wilds
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I’m flying above my neighborhood. I see the houses all dark and quiet. I hear the faint noise of sporadic cars rushing by in the distance. I smell the air, heavy with a tinge of metallic as if it would rain soon. I’m light and free. I suddenly wonder what my husband is doing right then. And whoosh – I’m standing next to our bed. He’s asleep, his long legs and arms curled around a woman with dark hair. What?? Anger rushes through me only to be replaced with confusion when the woman murmurs and shifts in her sleep and her face turns toward me. The woman is me. Instantly, I’m lying in my bed. My eyelids pop open. I’m staring at my familiar popcorn ceiling, keenly aware of the weight of my husband’s arm across my mid-section. The low-pitched hum of the baby monitor next to me breaks the silence.
I tell my husband about this experience later, and he says – Oh, you were just astral traveling. You think? I say with a half-smile.
Nighttime is my favorite time of day. I love writing late at night. I can focus and connect and tap into my inspiration much more easily when everyone around me is asleep. The quiet peacefulness of night seems to open up my senses in ways that the hours bathed in sunlight just don’t seem to do. I also, however, love my sleep. Lately, like most new parents, I don’t get enough of it.
I have always had vivid dreams. Dreams in full color, filled with weird places and faces and adventures. My dreams range from the seductive to the frightening to the exhilarating. Rarely, are they boring. The best dreams, though, are those like the one I had last night. My husband called it astral travel. That’s a subject in and of itself, but suffice it to say that many folks believe that our soul selves leave our bodies when we sleep and travel to other realms or dimensions, or sometimes, we just hang out in this one and check out the sights. Have you ever had a feeling as you were drifting off to sleep that you were falling – and then jerked awake, heart racing, wondering what the heck? Did your conscious mind, perhaps, just wake up in the middle of your spirit body’s exit, sending yourself slamming right back into your physical body? Ever had a dream like the one I just described above? Maybe you were astral travelling.
What about prophetic dreams? Have you ever dreamed something, then it came true? Some believe that loved ones who’ve passed on, spirit guides, angels, etc. talk to us in our dreams because it’s easier for us to hear them in that highly attuned, relaxed state. They guide us, give us inspired ideas and important information, or just say hello. There is even a type of guided dreaming that you, yourself can control. Seriously. Want to dream about walking down the aisle with Hugh Jackman? There are techniques you can master that allow you to engage in what is known as Lucid Dreaming. That’s a fascinating subject. As someone who has upon occasion become aware when I was in the middle of dream that I was indeed dreaming – and decided I didn’t need to be in this scary dream anymore and would rather dream I was on a cruise sipping pina coladas, and suddenly was on said cruise – I know this is actually something that is possible to do.
It’s clear from my books that I have a fascination with the possibilities of the paranormal that occur when we slide into bed at night and prepare to drift off to sleep. In both Between Light and Dark and Darkness Rising, astral travel plays a role in the plot. Prophetic dreams pop up in Darkness Rising. The entire series was inspired by a very vivid dream I had where the hero of Between Light and Dark, Axiom, pulled me into his godly embrace and swept me off my feet. I wouldn’t change one second of that particular dream. (smiles)
What about you? Share one of your nocturnal experiences and be entered to win a signed copy of my new release Darkness Rising and a copy of Scott Cunningham’s wonderful book: Dreaming the Divine: Techniques for Sacred Sleep.