What is your single most memorable experience with Seeing or Dreaming?

[Antonia M]

For a lot of you, the answer to that question is probably a long and loaded story! And I'm sure many of you have many memorable experiences. Give us the highlights of your most memorable adventure -- and tell us what made it so memorable.

[Antonia M]

For me, there have been a number of amazing adventures in seeing and dreaming, and it's hard to say that one was more memorable than any other. However, since that is the task at hand, I'll have to go with one of my early ones from my youth because I still think about it to this day and I think it "got the ball rolling," so to speak.

It started off as a dream. But it was unusual: I was watching myself in the dream rather than it being me in the dream. The me in the dream was running along the edge of a dark forest at night, chased by a huge beast like one of the monsters from "Where the Wild Things Are."

Suddenly, she make a 90 degree turn and started running across an open moonlit field, heading right toward me. As she got closer it was apparent that I was not standing on the open field. I was inside of something and it was more like I was watching a camera feed. The other self ran right up to and stared directly into the "lens" (I could only see her from the eyes up now). She started screaming, "WAKE UP! WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!!!!!"

I (the "real " me) woke up, leaped out of bed shaking, sweating and clinging to my bedroom wall. I was about 15 years old. As you might imagine, after I calmed down, I had a million questions. Who was that? Could she see me sleeping in the bed? How did she know to wake me up like that? Did my waking up save her? What was our relationship? Does she disappear when I'm awake? Do I disappear when she's awake? And so on and so on and so on.

[Sacred Sorceress]

Yes, it's hard to name just one especially since these things connect and build on each other in a variety of ways. One of my most memorable experiences happened after I had been practicing an exercise to see auras. I was sitting on the steps of the Natural history museum across from Central Park. The exercise was to practice looking at a tree (or rather through a tree) until you saw an aura. Mission accomplished, I started walking home.

On the way, I heard someone say, "Hello," but when I turned around, I didn't see anybody. I kept walking and heard the same voice again. This time, I looked up. I thought maybe someone was calling from a window or rooftop. Nobody. Then, the voice said, "Hello. I'm a tree." My jaw dropped. I looked across the street and realized, which of the trees the communication was coming from, although I would learn much later from the trees that "every tree is one tree." Anyway, that started a deep connection and learning experience with trees and nature.