The Voice from the Sky - Lucid Dreaming

The first time I encountered the phenomenon of speaking to a booming voice from an invisible source in my dreams was when I was 13 years old. In that dream I was abducted by aliens from my home and beamed down on the shores of Portugal at a secret military camp that was in league with the aliens. The military took me on a guarded speed boat headed to an island off the coast that is apparently not on the world map today. Realizing that strange people were taking me to be dissected in some lab on an uncharted island made me lucid. The scenario was so surreal that I quickly realized I was dreaming.

That is when I looked up to the sky towards the sun and pleaded for help. Though I had lucid dreams at that age, I did not know what to do once lucid. It was much later that I learned that the dream environment is malleable and does not abide by the laws of waking life physics i.e. we can fly, go through walls, manifest objects at will, etc.

Suddenly the skies became dark with clouds and a big storm was brewing. A hurricane struck the boat and all the guards were toppled over in the sea. Surprisingly the boat and I were fine, I was unharmed. Then a big wave came crashing and swept the guards deep down to the ocean floor. However, two guards remained hanging on to the side of the boat for dear life. They were completely terrified at what happened!

bright cloud over a wide sea in lucid dreaming

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The clouds immediately parted and the sea was calm again. The two guards climbed slowly onto the boat completely staying away from me. Then a booming, yet pleasant male voice, as if coming from the sky said:

“What do you want me to do with these two?

Do you want me to get rid of them?”

I said, ”No! Please, spare them.” Nothing happened after I made my request. I was feeling a lot of gratitude at that moment that I was saved from a fate of dissection at an alien lab. I asked the voice again, ”Are you God?” to which there was no response followed by a long pause…a moment later the voice spoke, “What do you want to do now?” I quickly replied, “I would like to go back home please.” Suddenly the flying saucer that abducted me came back, beamed me up, travelled at the speed of light back to the Middle East and beamed me back down to my bed. I remember the grey alien that was leading the ship, saying, “Take him back – this one is too much trouble. We can take another specimen.”

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I woke up that day believing that God saved me from the bad aliens and humans in the dream. Another thing struck me: I was feeling a strange bliss and euphoria for several hours. Later on all my interactions with the ‘voice from the sky‘ in a lucid dream were always followed by bliss and euphoria in waking life.

That incident marked a very big milestone in my dreaming life. There was a booming voice from the sky that can help me in my dreams. I thought that was the coolest thing in the world!

Over the years I had numerous encounters with the voice from the sky. Each time I got to understand a small aspect of how it operates. In one instance I was on top of a hill and in all directions zombies were charging towards me. All of a sudden I became lucid and decided to ask for help from the voice in the sky. In an instant, a thick violet laser beam struck the earth next to me and created a purple atomic bomb-like explosion that wiped out all the zombies at once. I told the voice, ―I asked for help, I did not say you should kill them all. Maybe you could have just teleported me to safety or something?

The voice answered,

“Next time be more specific with your request.”

Another encounter I had was when a dragon attacked my home. I ran outside in a panic when I suddenly realized, dragons do not exist in waking reality, which brought me to lucidity. I immediately asked for help from the voice in the sky. A large copper staff materialized in my hand.

The voice gave instructions, “Point the staff at the dragon and use your intention to drive it away.” I did just that and the staff started glowing a bright green color and emitted a hum. The dragon seemed to be bothered by the energy of the staff and started to back off. Gathering all the courage I had, I advanced on the dragon with the staff pointing towards it, while it continued its retreat and then it took off in flight to escape.

There are many more examples I could give where the voice always provided help when I asked. It has not let me down once. However, when I was not specific it would help me in a generic way that was unpredictable sometimes.

While doing research about dreams I encountered Lucid Dreaming: Gateway to the Inner Self, by Robert Waggoner. He was the first author who spoke about a voice in lucid dreams. He mentioned the concept of the awareness behind the dream or the dream director. I was delighted to read that someone else has experienced this phenomenon as well. The lucid dreamers that I chatted with on the internet, which were not many, did not have this experience. I remember devouring that book as it validated the majority of my lucid dream experiences. Later on, I was lucky to meet Robert online in one of his online dream courses which I enjoyed thoroughly.

While reading Robert‘s book, I decided to incubate a lucid dream to talk to this mysterious dream director/voice from the sky. That night, many years ago, I encountered the awareness behind the dream. I started the conversation:

“May I ask you a few questions?”

“Yes you can.”

“Who or what are you?”

“I am the guardian.”

In total shock and awe at that moment, “Do you mean like a protector?”

“My function is not limited to protecting. It is more of a caretaker. Think of a guardian, like a guardian of a child.”

I couldn‘t believe that I was having a conversation with an aspect of my subconscious that helped me numerous times in my dreams!

“That‘s very interesting. So you are not really God?”

“No, I am not what you mean by God.”

I felt awe again. This implied that it is a part of me which knows how I think and feel!

“Ok, so why do you help me in my dreams every time I ask? And why do you also manifest anything I ask from the dream?”

“One of my functions is to bring form to your desires, when it seems beneficial to you.”

“So you decide whether or not to fulfill my requests? Would you ever deny me a request?”

“It is not for me to deny, but I would try to discourage you from a few of them if you were not ready or if it would not be beneficial for you.”

“And if I insist?”

“Then I will comply and you will see the consequences for yourself.”

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“So you function as a guide as well?”

“Part of being a guardian is to guide.”

Testing the theory of pushing the limits of my requests I asked:

“I would like to know what the source of all life is!”

“I insist!”

Before I even finished my sentence, I was grabbed by some invisible hand and whisked half way across the universe at maximum warp speed seeing all the stars, planets and galaxies pass by me like a screen saver on a computer. Eventually the trip ended and I reached a black void region of space. A beautiful wooden door appeared in the void and next to it a human like figure that was fully robed and hooded in a wine-red velvety fabric. I could not see his face. The figure felt a little ominous.

The being pointed towards the door and as he did the door swung open slowly until it was wide open revealing a brilliant white light. It was a blinding halogen-like white light.

The figure said,

“If you walk through the door of light you will have full knowledge of what source is. However, there is a price to pay. Once you walk through the door you forfeit your waking life as a human. Your family and friends would experience that you have passed away in your sleep. The choice remains yours.”

I thought was this a joke or a trick! Could I really not come back from a lucid dream into waking life?

Feeling overconfident in my dream skills, I decided to walk into the door of light. Every step I took towards the door brought to my mind everyone that I loved in my family and close friends. One by one images of them were flooding my mind and the feeling of love towards them increased and became overwhelming.

A couple of steps away from the door I stopped. I had a lightbulb moment. Was this really a test? But I can feel the light ahead will give me all knowledge about Source. I can feel a beautiful sacred feeling of grace and peace emanating from the white light. Moreover, I would be discovering the truth about God! But am I willing to let go of my life for this knowledge? What if I am totally disappointed with what I find?

It felt like a battle of two wills was going on inside of me.

Then an interesting feeling of calmness arose and with it a thought, ‘What is the wise thing to do?‘ I knew exactly what I had to do. I reached my hand to the wooden door and much to my dismay I shut away the region of brilliant light. With that, the door disappeared. I immediately felt this was definitely some sort of test!

I looked back at the figure and I felt there was something fishy going on with him. An insane laughter suddenly erupted from his direction. The figure dropped the robes and started transforming into a massive hydra with seven heads!

Though I was frightened at the sight, a courage welled inside of me and I switched to my dream warrior mode. I manifested my favorite weapon a Japanese samurai katana to defend myself against the hydra. To keep a long story short after a long battle with the hydra I managed to cut off one of its heads. With that it cowered away and retreated into the darkness of the void.

The scene suddenly changed and I was sitting in a beautiful garden under a warm comfortable sunlight. There was a small blackboard on a painting stand next to me and in white chalk was written:

Pride 0 – Karim 1

It was like a score was being kept.

“Was this some kind of test?”

“Not a test, more of an evaluation. You can see that in such a request resides shadow. Good you were able to recognize that at the last moment.”

“Would I have really died if I passed through the door.”

“Too late now to find out.”

“So the head I chopped off the hydra was pride? Does that mean I have overcome pride? And what were the other heads? Are they like the seven deadly sins?”

“You have overcome today. Pride will revisit you in many forms and guises. Another day you may or may not overcome. That remains to be seen.”

I bade the guardian farewell as I wanted to wake up and retain the memory of the dream. I woke up thinking I must have had some help from the guardian in retaining lucidity this far in the dream. Normally I wake myself up after a few minutes of lucidity so that I can recall the dream and not just slip into unconsciousness and lose the memory.

I believe the voice from the sky or the guardian as I have come to know it is an aspect of our inner awareness that functions as a protector, caretaker, nurturer, guide, teacher and helper in our inner world. Many eastern spiritual traditions speak of an internal guru or guide that resides in each one of us. In western traditions, there is a mention of the holy guardian angel in which some aspects of western spirituality attempt to have the knowledge and conversation of this guardian.

Could this mysterious voice from the sky or this guardian point towards these aspects of self?

I leave everyone with that question, and I urge every lucid dreamer to try to speak to the voice behind the dream. Keep trying even if you do not succeed the first few times. I am sure you will be in for quite a ride. Perhaps eventually you can ask the guardian for help and guidance in waking life, but that is for another article…

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