By Carolina Kampuries © 2012
In 2009, I was in extreme physical pain from an inoperable growth in a neck nerve root and stenosis in the spinal column of my neck. My waking life consisted of getting from one moment to the next. The pain rendered me unable to move or take care of myself (feed, wash, etc.). Until this time my lucid dreams were short and unfocused.
During this period, I would wake up in darkness, walk through my home, and seem unable to turn a light on or use the phone, until finally, I realized I was dreaming. There were countless lucid dreams like this, where I could not wake myself up and I wandered in my home trying.
In one of these lucid dreams, a song from twenty years ago came to me as I faced an ‘altar‘ in my home (i.e. Mother of All Things, by Lisa Thiel). I sang the first line of it and I suddenly awakened from the ‘lucid coma,‘ as I soon came to refer to these dreams.
Singing this, I was then able to wake anytime from lucid dreams. I called it my ‘Lucid Mantra.’ When I was in a dream I didn‘t like, I would become lucid and then start my mantra. Sometimes I‘d invite others to sing it with me, as I walked down the street waiting to wake up.
Soon after this, I started receiving cranial sacral manipulations. I would silently, like a mantra, repeat the first line of the song I heard in my dream, throughout the day for minutes and even hours. Because it was about the ‘Mother of All Things,‘ I prayed, and went back to my Christian roots, contemplated the Trinity, while focusing on the Mother.
Strangers started randomly showing up during these dark lucid dreams, walking through my home. I trained myself to call to them, asking if they were my ‘guides.‘ None of them knew the answer, so I dismissed them and awakened myself.
During this time, I set my intent before I went to sleep: To Heal
Intent Pays Off
On August 24, 2009, I had this long lucid dream.
During one of my nightly lucid walks in my home, I found a door and went through it. It opened up into a school, and I walked into one of the classrooms and sat down, totally aware that I was lucid and that this was a first. I was one of the students.
We were given a plain white cardboard crown and asked to write an intent on it, as well as color it.
I made my crown ‘blue‘ on one side of the outside and I wrote ‘Healer.’ On the other side, I wrote ‘Healed’ and made it green with musical notes on them. A young blond girl, my classmate, said that she liked my crown, and I thanked her. The class then went outside. It was night time and we all lay on the ground watching the sky. The sky was filled with white energy in the shapes of different Hindu gods and goddesses (which I knew from seeing their shapes in bookstores).
The figures in the sky were throwing balls of ‘Light‘ down, which descended onto the people lying on the ground. As I looked up to them, my point of view was not through my eyes; instead, it was from my spinal column or perhaps through my chakra system. I noticed there was a block, and was afraid that the hole wasn‘t wide enough for the energy to reach me.
I mentioned this to a male student lying on the ground next to me and he told me I got at least one of the energy balls.
When it was over, we got up and went into another building, in a part that was like an auditorium. The room had pictures of all the different Hindu gods; it was very clear.
Then a man came in and faced the class. He changed from one Hindu god to another. My classmates were very pleased at this, however, I wasn‘t sure what I was even doing there or what it was I was supposed to be getting from this. I told one of my classmates that I was lucid dreaming, and they told me it was dangerous. I was not afraid however.
One of the teachers, a woman was not happy I was there; she didn‘t think I could learn this way. One of the assistants asked if he could test me.
We went outside to the front, where there was a road and buildings across the street. He started moving his hands, and it was like a sparring match, but with energy. I was given no instructions from him before we began. At the end of the match, he said I was a healer, first level.
While we were outside this building, across the street was another building and there were people there, whose energy was sinister. We were escorted back into the building because of this. They were considered dangerous.
I went back to the woman teacher and although the assistant stood up for me, she told me that I belonged elsewhere. She handed me a book and transported me elsewhere. Still lucid, I looked down at this book. It had a three dimensional puzzle on its cover which I needed to solve before it could be opened. I quickly solved it.
Now, I looked around me, and noticed I was in another classroom, sitting on a stage with a podium on it. There was an elderly male teacher, dressed in a robe, standing there behind it. I got off his ‘stage,’ sat in a chair and opened the book.
There was so much information in the book! Lucid, I wanted to remember it all and bring it back to the waking state. I started writing it down as a memory aide. I also saw other notations/symbols in the book. I was struggling to read it. I was losing my lucidity and waking up. I looked around once more before I chanted my mantra and woke up.
My path was wide open after that lucid dream. I began studying the ‘Esoteric Teachings‘ of Dr. Stylianos Atteshilis (Christian mystic and healer), and continued my sessions of cranial-sacral therapy and physical therapy.
As my pain subsided, the frequency of the lucid dreams did too. The lucid dreams were mostly in classrooms, or time traveling via ‘doors,’ going through the one’s with markings scrolling along the bottom. When they scrolled forward across, I went to the future, but when they scrolled backwards across, to the past.
I could not change the past events, but healed some very painful memories by ‘seeing’/’being’ there differently. (I’ve also been on a Time Traveling Trolly and a canoe following a ‘stream.’)
I received an MRI a few months ago and the growth in my nerve root is gone, along with the agonizing pain. I still have stenosis in the spinal column and lower back, but I am 70% more mobile and able to take complete care of myself.
I was bed ridden and in pain for 18 hours a day and I’m convinced the pain made it easier for me to lucid dream daily. I still pray, meditate twice daily and aim to live a healthy lifestyle.
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