Sixth Sense?I have always had lucid dreams , and they have always been horrible. This is the second time in the past couple of weeks I have had a lucid dream. This is not something I enjoy like most of the people I read about.
Honestly, people are trying to gain the ability to do this. I have been reading and found out these are unprocessed memories. Seriously, do people want to go there.
I am in such a panic during these recurring nightmares, is what I call them. Over and Over, knowing another is coming. However, not knowing what the hell to expect, only that it is going to worse than the one before.
There are two common themes.
1. I am bound
a. Either by a demon, satan, or even in a blanket that has me wrapped so tight I cannot move.
2. I am screaming my daughter’s name
a. I feel in my dream if I can yell loud enough, she will hear me and wake me.
Of course, my daughter has come several times, but considering I was in a dream, she was not my daughter at all. She has even tried to convince me she was a few times. She showed up as two little demon girls today. In my mind I know calling her is not going bring her but something else. I am only hoping for a sound outside my body to draw her attention.
If I can ever get loose from my binds, I fight the whole dream to get away from or loose from whatever has a hold on me. I cannot lay still and wait for whatever is coming next. I have tried.
The past two times, my cat has sensed something was wrong and jumped on my bed and woke me up.. She never gets in my bed. I was freaking out today, wondering if I was still in a dream state because she was allowing me to pet her. I was calling her by my dead cat’s name. My dead cat was a light in my life. Anyway, the girl cat we have now has a fear of fingers and toes. She has since we got her from the shelter almost two years ago. We have to wear socks on our hands and feet to pet her. She is not scared of us at all and will expose her stomach to us and shows no fear of anything else.
So, when she was letting me pet her I was like please don’t turn into a demon kitty . As I was loving her back and calling her by my dead cat’s name. I heard my daughter come out of the bathroom. Normally, this cat would have jumped 6 feet and took off to get to her. She never moved. The hall was dark. My chest started pounding and my cat got down and sat on my foot. Either she was going to protect me or eat me. I decided okay. Let’s get this over with. I called my daughter’s name. She said “mom are you having a bad dream?” I said “yes.” She turned the light on and walked over to me and I started petting the cat still calling her by the dead cat’s name.
My daughter assured me I was no longer dreaming. I was not sure yet if I trusted her and was waiting for one of them to make their move. All this time I am petting my cat with my bare hands and calling her another name.. like 20 times. My daughter reached over to pet her and she took off out of fear of her fingers. Usually I am the one she avoids the most and my daughter can touch her, she just doesn’t like it.
I am really confused about calling her my dead cat’s name. Grateful she felt my distress. Elated to be out of the dream and I was awake.