Though lengthy – if you’re interested, please respond with your thoughts on this event. God Bless!
*(All of this happened in a condescended 10-15 second time frame but I’m just trying to describe it fully, and describe what I was thinking the entire time. It was still dark outside, dark in my room as night normally is, so when I describe what I saw, it was a mixture of my dream and being awake.). *
I’m fortunate as a sleeper that sleeps completely through to the end of the night – only waking up to my alarm clock. But last night probably around 5am I woke up feeling a little nervous (somewhat scared, but not the same kind of scared you might have if you just exited a nightmare). My nervousness was coming from a sudden anticipation of what was about to happen, as if I already knew it was coming. A sound deep, dense & compact started to approach me, and I felt I could see a dark wind barreling through the distance, funneling together, and swiftly snaking towards me – and this deep sound was intensifying as it grew closer. I didn’t fear it because I felt confident that I was safe because whatever evil it was, I knew I was protected through God. The deep sound and wind blew into me, blowing past me like I was a strong tree standing strong during a gust of wind. I remember smiling because it wasn’t as bad as I thought it could be – and I spoke aloud saying “That’s it? That’s nothing” and I gripped my pillow in excitement as if I just was a team member that had just won a game. I know my dialogue there is a little cocky, maybe not the same anyone else would have chosen but that’s just some insight to my competitive but confident self I have against evil. The minute I concluded those words… I realized it wasn’t over. Instead I felt I just provoked something much stronger, much more powerful that I had previously imagined. The same nervous anticipation grew within me again, as in the distance I saw a massive version of what I just experienced collecting together. Darker, deeper, a fright train like howl, it gathered its own energy, and was at least 5 times greater than the first…. Like a title wave, this dark wind raced towards me and hit me, filled my chest, blew out through my ears and nose & mouth with incredible velocity – I kept hoping it was over, but every additional second felt unbearable – my chest hurt, I didn’t feel I had enough strength to remain….and then it was completely over.
I clutched my pillow, feared turning on a light in my bedroom… and then as opposite as night and day, my fear disappeared. I remembered the close cross to my head, I remembered the picture of Jesus hanging on my wall, and I felt like I was just a baby, an infant being held.
As I lay in my bed, I realized that I had been awake the entire time and it was not a dream. The entire day today, I kept thinking about that unique occurrence of last night.
I called my parents this evening as we set up when we would meet prior to an interesting Mass we’re going to tomorrow – it’s the Diocesan Opening Centennial Mass. I’m not an expert, but there is something about indulgences & graces to be given at this Mass. My personal faith has risen from neutral limbo to an excited Catholic – and my mother’s stance on this dream was that it falls so close to an important Mass – and she felt it was an evil force frustrated that I’m growing in my faith. What I described to her, was very similar to a dream she had about 2-3 months earlier when her faith & Catholic believes were challenged by my then non-denominational girlfriend (a breakup based on differences in faith). She urged me to submit this to Catholic Answers and is interested in your responses as of course I am. It’s not a question I have, but more of an experience I wanted to share. If others have had similar experiences or want to comment on this – feel free!
) are apt to dream in this way. I would not attribute anything spiritual (good or evil) to it because we simply don’t know. There is no way to tell whre the dreams are coming from: God, The devil, or a great imagination. I tend to think it is the great imagination, at least on my part. One wise priest said the best thing to do is just use holy water, and don’t make an issue out of it. Evil always wants attention…but if it isn’t evil and just your own dreaming, then all is not lost. you haven’t focused to much on it, and you have more time to focus on doing Gods Will.
