Demons – Dream, or Astral Realm/Parallel Universe?
I kept my eyes closed feeling the up and down of something small and dark jumping on my bed. My heart was racing and I am sure my palms were sweating as they do when I become acutely fearful. I opened one eye and saw them. Three or four demons taking their turn jumping on my bed and then down and then back onto the bed again. And so it went. One was staring at my feet and was he tickling them or trying to? It never did occur to me how it was that my feet were available for tickling as I have always been very careful of keeping my feet under and tucked in with the sheet and comforter. As a child, this was a regular fear of mine – my feet being promiscuously available for goblins, spooks, and the boogeyman.
I shut my eyes closed tight and squinching to keep them tight as I could close them. “Oh dear God. I am scared. I am scared. Please make them go away. Dear God please make them go away. I am so scared. Help me please!” With almost a certain knowing, I opened an eye. They were gone. Almost a complete sigh of relief and thanks to God for taking care of that so quickly but then “Why am I still scared?” I was still completely frozen with fear. The dark bastards were just pretending to be gone. “They’ll come back,” I thought and so back to paralyzed fear I went and too scared to move.
No sooner than that thought than I saw a figure approaching from the foyer into my bedroom doorframe. I knew it to be Jesus the Christ – although he was heavily shadowed from the lack of anymore light than the light from the streetlamps outside that were reflecting through the blind slats and off the opposing wall. But it was him because I was comforted and I felt His strength.
He just stood there and I looked at his silhouette not very surprised he was there standing quietly. Maybe two heartbeats later, after it absorbed it was He who I was now dealing with, he made a deliberate motion with his finger and up to his lips as if to say “Shh” but no sound from Him came. In that instant a flood of feelings and thoughts permeated the who I was and I knew, then, a lifetime of me. Yes, it was He and no doubt.
In that instant I knew I was off my path and so very far removed from the where I wanted to be. He conveyed but not by speaking [telepathated I call it] some actions and behaviors I had been engaging in that – I would later deduce – had opened up an ability for these ugly dark “demons”/”gremlins” to attack/induce fear in/paralyze me.
But those goblins, gremlins or demons were still the only things I could keep my mind on. Here this man was – I have loved my entire life and promised to follow at age 5, but on that evening was so far from that age 5 innocence – standing in my doorway and fear was my pervasive emotion and the need to be free from it. “But I’m still scared,” I whispered to him desperately. And with that statement I knew that I was conveying that I was still too scared to go back to sleep, to be alone, to be okay without an interruption of my current emotional state….And the fact that He did what He did, told me he knew all these things as He whispered loudly, “Samsara!”
I whispered back, “What?” and sat up straight in bed, awake.
He was gone and so was the fear.
Assurances. I am not on any mind-altering chemicals – nor was I at the time of this incident. I am not drunk and haven’t had any alcohol in over 4 years – nor was I drunk during this incident. I do not suffer from any mental anomalies or personal or social disorders that would cause hallucinations.
After – Notes: The only notable difference that has my believing this to be an Astral, parallel or alternate dimension experience as opposed to a very vivid dream is my experience with dreams… In this experience, everything was the same when I had woken as when I was “asleep” but for one: My body was under the covers – feet included. I would later discover the term “Astral body” and understand that our Astral body goes further than our skin. (Which gives me no problem in believing that “entities” could have been tickling my feet.) Other than that, the light reflections were the same, the position of my body [on my back - which is unusual] was the same, and my room was the same “asleep” as “awake.”
Have you ever had demons in a dream? Were you convinced you were awake or did you suspect you were in “a parallel universe” or an astral realm? This heart-pounding, palm-sweating experience happened to me in 1995 or 1996; Over a decade ago either way. I encourage people to know that no matter what sort of weird dream or astral experience, they are not alone. Someone somewhere has had something similar happen.