I think Its time to tell a spookyspooky story, but this has to deal with a shadow in Lucid Dreams that I’ve dealt with. Yes, they’re real within your own mind. Creatures that torment you to the deepest darkest pits of your psyche. Imagine if we combine dementors with Inception’s Limbo. Yeah, its like that, but worse you feel the pain.
As a lucid dreamer, you explore your own subconscious and try and manipulate it. However, symbols and other aformentioned beings appear that take your dream to hell. The most common of these is a Shadow that represents anxiety, fear, doubt, and stress.
A tactic that we use allows you to channel a dream right as you fall asleep, but you get into sleep paralysis which is never fun. You basically can’t move as your brain is still on but your body is off going to dream mode.
Sometimes a false awakening (aka a dream in your own familiar bedroom) occurs and you wake up unable to move in your “own bed” seeing through your closed eyes, and a SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETCHING shadow creature is on the corner of your eye SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETCHING the most horrid sounds imaginable.
Some people have their shadows eat their face. Some get stabbed in the heart or chest. Some wish they could wake up right there and then, but the shadow and the paralsis prevent that. You have to deal with it.
Most people mentally shit their pants and want to run. The best method is to understand what it represents. I was going through a breakup, college finals, and exhistential crises. I was resolved to confront it.
One night, I was in my room with the shadow right next to me. He was SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETCHING just as he does. But I came from a place of love. I came from a place yearning to understand. I was able to turn and face towards it from my bed. Two deep dark sockets for eyes and a large void for a mouth was
I smiled. I knew it isn’t anything against me. It was me — or a part of me. Still it went on.
The SCREEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee-eeeeeeeeeeee-eeeeeeeeeeeching became higher pitched as I focused towards understanding this creature. I bowed. I bent down and bowed. I honored it. I understood it as it was the projection of all of my stresses and anxieties. IT was what I’d bottle up yearning to blow. I
As the screeching reduced itself to distant background noise. The creature shiftedbackwards into the dark void past the bedroom door. I looked around my room and down the hallway. It couldn’t just end here. I pulled it back in by grabbing it as if I had a imaginary rope attached to it and the door shut with IT and I in the room. It couldn’t end here.
I willed the door open, and there was a fireplace with two lounge chairs around a table with two tall pints of beer. I moved over, and it was the most comforting chair and warmest fire I’ve even been next to. As I sat down and looked in the fire, there was a clink. The creature was now grey with the same deep dark eye holes, but the deep recesses of it’s mouth wasn’t there.
I don’t know how he drank the beer, but he’s been a bro up ’til I graduated last year. I haven’t seen the wretched bro at all since nor had any sleep paralysis moments in a year now. But sometimes, if I just focus on the darkness in my lucid dreams, I could look out into the void in my dreams and still hear that small, distant, high-pitched screech ringing out.
I help people deal with their shadows or even get to high levels of lucid clarity. Let me know if you’re interested in lucid dreaming coaching.
OH, and if you have a 2spooky story to tell, please share. Btw all of this was real in the sense all the way til I experienced a beer with this shadow. Pic related as it still gives me goosebumps as it is giving you. Stare at it before you sleep, feel your anxiety spike.
And look out for that screetching in your dreams.
I want you to comment in here saying something along the lines of how you need to confront your own inner demon in person. Your entire emotional landscape will change once you do. I guarantee it. Then report back if you made it back alive with an enlightened attitude.