In My Dreams It Did.
Meditating so late at night probably didn’t help getting to sleep. By the second dream cycle (as I’d been totally awake during the first one) I must have been partially awake.
In my dream, someone twisted me around and threw me over their hip. In reality, I fell out of bed, hitting my upper lip on the corner of my night table. I got the point, literally.
By the time I got to sleep again, a half hour later, I noticed some strange but subtle changes to the content: people knew what each other was thinking, without anything being spoken aloud.
I’ll give you a small example. I needed to catch up with a friend in a different town, so I had to ‘borrow’ a car. Sitting in the driver’s seat was a man who’d fallen asleep at the wheel. Because it was parked at the side of the road, I began pushing it out into traffic. The man woke up, and then asked me why I was taking his car to this other town.
I hadn’t said a word!
There were other instances of similar thought transference in the rest of my dreams, which alerted my mind to becoming aware of what I was thinking. If I wanted to keep something secret, I had to refrain from thinking about it. It was as simple as that!
Is This the Beginning of The Great Awakening?
