Six months before I opened a mystical learning center…I was feeling stuck, like nothing was working for me. I hated my job, it was a dead-end, nothing job that I was doing just for the money. It felt like I was in jail. I had worked there for seven years (my limit to change), while working with people in a spiritual way out of my home. After many hours of contemplative meditation I decided to see someone and have a past life regression done to see what my problem was with moving forward. I don’t take past life regression lightly, so carefully picked someone I felt I could trust. I also took a friend along.
During the session many things from many lifetimes came to the light (which I will leave for other subjects). However, the most startling was from this lifetime’s childhood nights. During the session which was recorded came, “Oh my God, the shapes, the shapes, I can’t handle it,” I moaned. I had forgotten about this sensation and it all came flooding back to me like the years dripped away, right into my present.
Between the ages of four through nine…four or five nights out of the week, I would lay down to go to sleep, close my eyes to the deepest black imaginable, and then this horrible sensation would happen before the visions started. There was a Feeling of not being able to move any part of my body, yet I was fully conscious at the same time. (I now know this to be called sleep paralysis.) http://www.world-of-lucid-dreaming.com/sleep-paralysis.html
Even with the humming there was a silence that I never knew could be. Everything slowed down and seemed to be moving backwards as my body melted into the bed that didn’t even seem to be there anymore. Very distinct and powerful three dimensional shapes were twisting and rotating in my sight, until I felt like I was going to puke. The dizzy feeling was overwhelming and then my worse nightmare began…Only I wasn’t sleeping.
One of the shapes, a circle, seemed to squeeze itself out of another shape, a double triangle that was rotating. The circle then divided into two… Like the figure eight. It was always the figure eight that was overwhelming because the shape kept getting larger and larger with its pulsating presence until I felt like I was being suffocated with it. It throbbed and pulsated with energy. I couldn’t run, couldn’t get away…I was completely terrified. The expanding dimensions of time seemed to revert backwards inside of me. All the while the shape got larger. There was no escape. Later I discovered that this shape was a merkabah.
I would finally open my eyes and be drenched in sweat, my mouth so dry I couldn’t swallow…All from the fear of these visions. At my regression it all came to the forefront, so I started researching to see if anyone else had this happen to them. I found this blog which is really interesting, because the same thing had happened to many children, sometimes running in families. http://www.dreamviews.com/nightmares-recurring-dreams/29794-geometric-night-terrors-%40-fever-dreams.html
I now realize that I was being called and infused with these geometric shapes and that these shapes gave me a purpose and have brought information to me throughout my life. I read an interesting book, you might want to discover yourself. http://www.spiritual.com.au/2011/07/pleiadians-language-of-light-geometry/
Please feel free to share your experiences that you had as a child regarding this quite amazing happening.