I wasn’t sure if I wanted to share this dream experience, because it was rather disturbing to me and it took me a while to digest it…I still don’t know what it actually means, but I decided to still post it along with my analysis.
It was around 1:15AM.
My friend Cece and I appeared to be at a big empty town square surrounded by very modern buildings. We were looking for the restroom, we saw some roadsigns that point to a police department or a detective agency, and thought, they must have a restroom there! We began to follow the signs and eventually got lost. I called the number from the police department, a lady answered. I asked her for the exact address, but at that point, we were no longer looking for a restroom, we were looking for the people who slaughtered (or sacrificed) the goat (our goat?).
The lady asked what our names were. I said my name was Lily and asked Cece what she wanted her name to be – I didn’t want to give her our real names. Cece gave me a name which I no longer recall. The lady from the PD apparently recognised our names despite them being fake, and understood that we were looking for the slaughterer of the goat, and she knew exactly what happened.
She explained that the department was a newly set-up, that’s why it’s not listed and was hard to locate. While I was on the phone the scene changed and we were at an old town square, on the facade of the building in front of us, I saw the name of the police department which I no longer recall. The building used to be an Indian restaurant.
We found the owner of the restaurant and together we were performing a seance (or ritual) , to communicate to the dead goat and find out who killed him. Communications were commenced in writings, in a (ancient) language I don’t understand in real life, but apparently did in the dream. We wrote to the devil himself and he responded. During the seance, we were really sad and were all crying, a friend (or family) of the dead goat was present as well, he was a scary looking one, a bit deformed, he was sad and crying too.
I slowly started to wake up while the devil was writing us back in that ancient language. I saw the words and the whole conversation on a tablet screen, unfortunately I completely forgot the form of the sentences and the words once I was fully awake.
I woke up a bit scared, with the need to urinate and a strong taste of (raw) garlic in my mouth.
Little did I know that an even scarier experience was waiting for me…
I fell asleep again on my right side around 3AM. I had another dream which I don’t remember, but it felt like a sweet one. I heard a sound in my right ear, like someone was flipping through the pages of a book or going through a pile of papers, the sound was loud and very close. (I think) I opened my eyes, realised that I was dreaming and wanted to check the clock to see what time it was, then I sensed (or saw) the bedroom door was open, only it looked more like a portal.
I was trying to figure out what’s going on, then I felt someone, a male, was in the room, or perhaps there were two of them, one walked by while the other one stood on the left side of the bed. Then he climbed on top of me and pressed the sides of the blanket down tightly, I felt like I was being squeezed and locked down to the bed, I could feel his heavy weight on me and my arm outside the blanket started to get numb. I couldn’t move. I felt someone whispering in my left ear. I associated this whisper with the previous dream and thought it was a demonic entity, so I said firmly (in my head): “Amen”. The man on top of me kept holding me down, grunted and whispered in my left ear: “Amen, Amen, Amen”, with a really heavy, low and hoarse voice, then I felt the man “flew away” like swift wind, and the pressure on me was released. I slowly regained movements, my heart was pounding in my chest, I was wide awake and soaked in my own sweat.
It was 4:40AM.
Analysis:
If it wasn’t for the sleep paralysis, I probably would not have been weirded out by this whole thing. What made this experience so particularly interesting is that I’m not religious, I’m an omnist, and yet I was inspired to say: “Amen” when I thought I was being bothered by something evil.
First I will interpret this dream in a more “common” way:
I did wake up with the need to urinate, so this explains why I was looking for a restroom in my dream.
The day before the dream, we went for a walk in the park where I used to go with my colleagues during lunch break, there was this cute black goat which wasn’t there anymore. I was wondering where the goat went the whole time when we were there. Since traditionally, a black goat is associated with the devil, this could be the reason why I was looking for the slaughterer of the goat and ended up having a seance with the devil.
Before bed that night, I read an article a friend forwarded to me, it was about activating pineal gland and the third eye, this could have linked to the reason why I was communicating with the great beyond in the dream.
I woke up with a taste of raw garlic in my mouth, is likely because the dip sauce we had that night with dinner, had garlic in it.
As for the sleep paralysis part, it’s not the first time it happened to me, but it very rarely happens. Most of the time because I fell asleep in a weird and uncomfortable position. During sleep, our brain doesn’t function with regular senses of logic, so it will conjure up (strange) stories to make sense of the stimulus we receive while in the dream state. My brain could have linked the previous dream with the uncomfortable physical stimulus, and cooked up the story that I was being pressed down by an evil entity.
When I woke up, I heard le boyfriend snoring, the sound resembled a little to the low grunt from my dream. This sound stimuli could have resulted in me hearing the hoarse whispers echoing the Amen I said in my head during the REM sleep.
Now I’m going to attempt to apply the possible spiritual meanings to this dream experience:
To kill or slaughter in a dream usually represents a transformation in oneself, of what the thing which being killed, symbolises. In this case, it’s a goat. Goats are instinctual animals, they associate deeply with humans due to our common instincts, this could mean that elements of my own nature has been or will be transformed.
A seance suggests that I’m either rehashing old issues or I’m trying to get back in touch with a part of myself that is already gone. Discarding old belief and emerging to a new way of being is not an easy task, in times we miss the old comfort zone, even though we know it is no longer working for us.
Dreaming about seances also teaches us to empower ourselves with the knowledge that we can do all things, and no hardships will break us. No matter how hopeless a situation seems, never fail to believe that we will always land safely on our feet, like the mountain goat 😄.
The devil is a rather dangerous dream as it gives the message to be aware of possible dangers in the future, especially from friends and close associates, who might cause conflict. If the devil helped to accomplish a goal in the dream, it suggests that we should consider taking advice from someone we consider “evil” in life.
Although the devil is a negative character, the message it portrays in dreams is normally anxiety, stress and temptation. The dream is also a warning that we should open our eyes to potential danger and stay alert.
In general, it shows it’s now time to face all the fears — what are you tempted by? What is the danger that you fear? Is everything ok in your life? Are you happy? We need to listen to our heart and start doing things our way, and in the meantime, we need to be careful of anything that’s being offered to us on a silver plater, or anything that comes too quickly.
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