Okay, this may well get you all wondering what the hell’s going on with me, but I had one of the coolest metaphysical experiences happen to me the other night. Sure, if I were you, reading this, I’d have the same questions, but I’m not…I was at the receiving end and know what I experienced.
I went to bed early Wednesday night after rereading some of the novel, The Education of Oversoul 7. I was reading a section that talked about the Oversoul Seven character annoyed that one of its earthly personalities only saw him as an older guy with graying hair.
So, I go to bed.
About an hour or two later, I’m awakened by this guy my age or older—with gray in his hair—leaning out/down to me. He’s reaching out with his left hand with a focused concentration and tapping me on the forehead as I lay in bed!
I then actually (I physically did this—it wasn’t a dream) reached up trying to block his tapping, and said something like “Oh, come on…” or “Nooo!” because he was waking me up, for Godsakes! You see, I’ve been having trouble sleeping the past week and I’d had a good sleep…even if for only that hour or two then!
The man’s face was neutral…not smiling nor angry. It was actually very intent—focused—as in trying to get through to me.
This has meaning.
I’m sure many of you think this totally fictional, another byproduct of the all-illusionary hypnogogic state brought on by the novel I was reading. And that’s okay. But I don’t feel this to be the case. It was far, far too coincidental. Stuff like this doesn’t happen to me where I see something, watch a movie, read a book, then dream about it. My dreams just don’t work that way (and I’m quite aware of what I dream about and have been logging them since I was a kid, so I do know what I’m talking about, here).
This has meaning because I’ve recently been hoping I could have more dreams where I meet my oversoul—and remember it. Then the new novel I’m beginning work on caused me to return to this particular novel. Then, given the passage I’d just been reading, I have the experience just described.
It’s all part of a series of related events. As I always say, everything’s related to everything else.
This has to be my oversoul making “an appearance.” It’s been a year or more where I haven’t had an obvious dream about him/her and remembered it. It’s just too “coincidental,” and I don’t believe in meaningless coincidences.
And given the intense look of “focused concentration,” well, it’s one I obviously did remember!
What does it mean?
It means that there is another “entity” out there listening to me…and trying to help out in the background. Back behind the curtain of life. S/he (the male/female form presented is not the only form “they” [being “them”] wear) came at a perfect time…and with a perfect array of physical circumstances…my need, the novel, the passage within the novel…it’s all beautifully laid out if you think about it! Perfectly executed, with even a flair of not only the dramatic, but humor!
Really—tapping me on the forehead?!
It’s something my dad would do… but if that doesn’t get one’s attention….
All very much like who I am (dramatic: writing; humor: me). I just can’t convey how utterly perfect the execution enough!
I’d been so busy (mentally and physically) this week, it didn’t really hit me until yesterday how cool the execution…how dramatic an event it was! This happens in our physical existences, where we get so caught up in the daily minutiae of life. But we all have the ability to step back and pause: re-evaluate our days. Our actions. Our experiences. Many couch their similar experiences in religious clothes—or even outright ignore them—and that’s okay. We all have our personal beliefs and our experiences will be so filtered to match those beliefs. But that we have these experiences at all…that some of us are open to them and their many and varied interpretations is what’s important. You may think I saw an angel…or a hypnogogic character from a novel I was reading—and that’s your interpretation. Nothing wrong with it. But it’s not mine. And there’s nothing wrong with my interpretation. We all interpret our lives as we will and must. It’s one of the reasons we’re put into physical reality. It’s our own personal and individual path toward growth.
Be open the to weird. It has wonderous things to show you!
Not to mention the fact that being open to the weird is a key ingredient in creativity. I heard creativity defined as putting together two things that haven’t been combined before. I also think those who are super creative know something about many things and see those connections. And often solutions, be they artistic or not, are inspired by the paranormal activity around us, synchronicity (whether you believe in coincidences or not) or simply born of naivety. Case in point on the latter: Wen needed to replace an electrical component in our heater. He pulled it out and bought a new one. When he went to use it, nothing… he tried other things, wondering if he’d misdiagnosed our lack of heat…. tried addressing the board, resisters, capacitors, all kinds of ers and ors. Finally he sat down with me, perplexed. “Is it possible that the old one (being 1993!) is wired differently, configured backward of this new one or something?” I said. “so that sticking it in the other way will work or rewiring it somehow the other way around?” Sure enough it took a non-engineer, to solve the problem, in this case a writer who daily has to think of unorthodox ways of twisting things to make plots work without being cliche… Sometimes having a little less information is a good thing. Maybe understanding our world totally isn’t a good thing. Maybe some things are meant to be left as mysteries. I prefer to think that is the case.
Nicely said, Karen! Thinking outside the box! Being creative! Open-minded! Coloring outside the lines!
Methinks you might be onto something here….
My oversoul must have been out smoking a cigarette when my feet were in the air. I love the idea of guardian angels, higher powers, spiritual guides or whatever they are called. I just wish they would do their job. 🙂
They’re just toying with you. Because they know you can take it. They have to actively help out their “lesser charges.” :-] Besides, you landed on your hand. You could’ve landed on your head. Who says they didn’t help you?