Meeting Daphne

I woke up for the third time to pee around 5:30am as usual. Starving as usual. So I stayed up and ate cereal and waited for Erik to leave for work so I could try and have and out of body experience.

I lay and thought about what I would want to try and experience, and decided I'd be happy to either meet the growing baby inside my belly, or discuss my baby with a spirit guide.

I ended up on my back, tangled in blankets, around 6:30 and began dreaming.

Erik and I are living in the main house, no longer the apartment. We are grumpy with each other about silly shit, and he drops our child off with me so he can go run some errands. I am so excited to see my girl, and go upstairs to our master bedroom to find her hiding under the blankets to be funny.

When I first pull her out of the blankets, she's about 1 year old with blonde hair and a lovable face. Part of me recognizes that I am dreaming, so this also feels like the first time I have ever met her. So I pick her up respectably, and hold her for the first time, with deep awe at this wonderful being. I love her so much, her distinct energy and personality. I try to memorize it.

Immediately she begins growing until she is her 4 year old self. Now she's wearing a cute skirt, still has blonde hair, but her eyelashes are astoundingly black and long. I am mesmerized with this strange feature.

She tells me that she found a new mom at daycare. I feel hurt that she would say such a thing, but I try not to take it personally, after all, this is the first time I have put any energy into meeting her. (Note the dual consciousness here--one part of me thinks this is real and the other is lucid that this is still just our first meeting).

I tell my little girl to climb on my back and I'll take her downstairs. She does so, happily, and I'm gleeful that my child really likes me. I walk past Erik with pride, sort of like, "See? Our daughter likes me!"

We reach the bottom of the stairs and there is a big scary dog. This is a dog I have personally never seen, but in the dream he is our dog and I know him very well. He begins barking at us, and won't listen to my commands. With my little girl still on my back, the dog jumps up and bites my face. I yell for Erik. I'm yelling so loud and I know he can't hear me. The dog continues to attack me. I'm only afraid for the safety of my child as this beast continues to attack.

In full lucidity, I realize I can create any weapon to defeat this monster. Suddenly I have a burning spear in my hand, and I rip the dog to shreds. He never had a chance.

Suddenly, I connect with my realtime body lying on its back in bed. I'm vibrating energetically, but the vibrations are so subtle I can't even tell for sure they're there. The room is strikingly clear to me, for the first time in a long time. I can see the ceiling as it is, with the same amount of light as there is in realtime at that morning moment.

The only difference is that there is a mobile hanging from the ceiling. I become more lucid in realizing that this is an astral mobile, because it's nothing I have ever seen before. I don't know what the objects are, hanging from strings and moving with the air, but they appear to be shaped like rockets, the style of rockets that I dust at my boss's house everyday.

I feel my left leg being lifted from the bed, as if a magnet was drawing it to the ceiling, but the rest of me feels heavy and stuck to the bed. Still, the image of the mobile becomes closer and closer, so I know I must be rising to the ceiling.

I sense a presence in the room as well, and because I just came from a horrible dream of being attacked, I assume it is malicious. It feels like there is a being bouncing on my belly, where my baby is growing. This sensation happened the last time I was about to project from my body. It isn't hurting me, and I don't know who or what it is, but I use the same burning spear from my lucid dream to try and attack it.

Suddenly I realize that this could be my unborn child, coming to see me as I had requested before I went to sleep! I immediately drop the burning spear and project the most divine Love I can build in my heart. An image appears in front of me as the Love projects from me and I get the sense from a higher being that I did something right. Sort of like a feeling of approval. The image is of an androgynous but strikingly beautiful human immersed in reds and pinks and oranges of flooding light, ecstasy on his/her face. I feel the ecstasy in this moment. The ecstasy of Love.

Again I sense the being bouncing on my belly. I no longer sense malice, but the entire experience is interrupted by what appeeeears to be a radio alarm of some kind, but I know that my alarm is not a radio. Still, I hear the sound of a radio commercial: "Hi, my name is George. Do you ever...?" and I wake myself up because I an tell that's what the alarm is supposed to do.

I lay awake and realize the alarm was a way for me to wake up directly after the experience so that I could recall all these details and remember this experience for the profound insight that it offers.

I wonder to myself what her name could be. Instantly, the name "Daphne" appears in my mind. It is a name I hadn't pondered yet, and certainly not my favorite. But that's who she was. Daphne.