Part 1 of 2.
I had a nightmare last week and I woke up really upset.
Since then, I’ve downgraded it from nightmare to regular dream.
In this dream, I sat across from a friend - one who is able to see the other side - when she asked me “who else is in there?” At that moment, my consciousness stepped back and a demon stepped forward. ::cringe:: (I read and watch A LOT of content on psychology - I like understanding people. I heard this analogy in a video on DID: Imagine your body is a car and your consciousness is the driver. In this scenario, the demon was driving and I was in the back seat behind plexiglass). I could tell I wasn’t speaking, I could hear the deep, frightening voice (it wasn’t speaking Latin) but I couldn’t make out what it was saying.
There were no floating bookcases, no violence, no fear on behalf my friend either. From the “backseat”, I could myself apologizing, not wanting to burden or scare my friend.
The demon spoke its piece and dipped back below the surface and I was me again. ::second cringe:: (Where did it go tho??? Lol!) I woke up and didn’t really know what to think or do. At first, I prayed that the demon was exorcised... but then I thought that it might be better if that part of me integrated.
Everyone has a different idea about what demons are and there are probably a lot of things that we call demons that might not actually be when looked at from a higher perspective.
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