Has anyone else here ever had a White Light dream?

[LiberalLoner]

I did at 18 and have always wondered why I was given that gift.

[Th1onein]

1. What is a white light dream? nt

[ashling]

2. 'splain please

[LiberalLoner]

3. Oh, it was a dream but it was just like the

Stories you hear about near death experiences. Only I didn't die, I was just asleep. But it was so different from other dreams, I was convinced it was real.

[findrskeep]

4. Yes, I think I know what you mean.

I've dream't a few times about being on the other side, but while I was dreaming, I knew I was awake, if that makes sense. It was more like I was on a visit there. I knew it was real, and there were always validations that came unexpectedly in my waking life to prove it to me. Very cool!

[Richard D]

5. I had several . . .

. . . usually they involved dying in the dream. Before I read anything about that too.

[kentauros]

6. I've had one lucid dream that I'm certain

was me reliving a death in another life (I drowned at sea, wooden ship time-period.) I know some light was involved, but it was orange. It may have blended into white, or it may have been from a sunset or sunrise.

The only time I've seen white light outside of meditations and OBEs are those periods when you're just starting to go to sleep (hypnagogic state) and manage to get a glimpse of light too bright to look at. It's not sunlight, but the light of Spirit. A glimpse is about all I can manage, though I have heard of others being able to look without the reflex to look away.

If you're interested, there are two sites for near-death experiences you may want to read or peruse:

Near-Death Experiences and the Afterlife
Near Death Experience Research Foundation - Anita Moorjani was interviewed by them.

Hope you find what you're looking for!

[LiberalLoner]

7. Thank you everyone, and thanks for

The links, I will go read them!

[LiberalLoner]

8. It's so cool to find out that others have had a similar experience! It just kind of validates

my own experience and reinforces my belief that it wasn't just a dream, that it was real. I'll bet there are really quite a few of us with experiences like this.

At the risk of boring everyone here, I thought I could share a couple of things about my vision.

I believe I met "the light" and I believe this light loves all of us. I believe that this wonderful place with the light is our home and here on earth is the battlefield, and that we are all soldiers for good against evil.

The light told me that my job in life is to be loving. Just that. That simple, and that hard to do.

I also got the feeling that I was supposed to share my vision with others, to get the word out.

What did you guys learn in your dreams?

[magical thyme]

9. yes. I had one in early 2008

I wrote about it in-depth in DU2.

[LiberalLoner]

10. Cool! I wish I could read it, can we still read DU 2 posts? Do you have a link by any chance?

Thanks!

[magical thyme]

14. I'm guessing you meant to reply to me since I'd written about mine in DU2

I don't have a link (wish I did) but I can remember some of it. I was in school and working and exhausted at the time. It was incredibly intense.

I was walking on a beach, and my dog Jake was with me. I met up with John (my conductor by day, my SO in dreams off and on for a couple decades). I was so exhausted and weak I collapsed. He picked me up and carried me across the beach to a group of healers. He laid me down on the beach and they formed a circle around me and started to chant. There was a shaman at the head of the group -- it was someone I'd met recently irl, the lab director at a local hospital. She explained to John what was wrong with me (something about my endocrine system I think). As they were chanting, I was holding a stick and drawing a message or figures in the sand. And then I sank down, down, down and I was in deep, warm blue water with the waves washing above me. I was simultaneously lying on the beach and floating in the water. I sank deeper, and the water was cooler, the waves further above me and the beach (and their chanting voices) distant. I was greeted silently by an old man there, a guide. In the distance, I saw the light and started to float toward it. I wanted to go to the light, and I thought I was dying. It was ok; I felt he would take care of Jakey. I think the shaman told John I was dying. And then John started sobbing and begged me not to leave him. And so I slowly made my way back to the sand and my body. I was very weak. He helped me to my feet and we began to walk along again, with him holding me up. And then I awoke.

It was a truly stunning dream to me.

[LiberalLoner]

15. What a beautiful vision/spiritual quest, thank you for sharing this with us!

[libodem]

11. I had an extensive dream

With an angle or higher self image back in the 90's. I had some questions. When it wasn't what my ego wanted to hear I decided to turn and run.
The direction was down. I started to fall. I was traveling fast and trying to go faster. It was coming after me. It no longer felt like an oracle but an attacker. I was having a night terror at that point. I was very afraid.
I bounced into my body. I was awake in my dark room. It came with me. We had a knock down drag out on top of my bed. I fought back hard. I fought for my life. It wasn't a being at that point but a force.
It pushed me off the bed and pinned me, back against my windows. I continued in fear and resistance. Knowing I was about to die, I let go and surrendered.
It then unhanded me and I woke up for real.

I had to analyze that dream for along time to find the good in it. I'd never been so scared or so enlightened.

[LiberalLoner]

12. I can't help but think you encountered a dark force there.

[Kookaburra]

13. That doesn't feel like white light

Unless you were projecting and being frozen by your fears. Has it happened to you since?

[libodem]

16. I was a little scared for a while that it might

In the beginning of the dream the force was an angelic figure. I was wanting to write a response to a letter to the editor I had read. A man had written in to berate welfare mothers as sluts with lazy live in boyfriends.
I was mad about it and had been trying to compose an adequate response without being too defensive. So I stood before this angle and asked her if this was not a very important mission.
She said no. I was sure it was the wrong answer. And was all about leaving. That's when the plummet started. And the fear. It felt like a dark force.
I do think it was some ego, self important, problem that I had to confront and admit I wasn't going to change anybody's mind about women and children on public assistance.