Post by Anna on Jan 18, 2004 7:47:40 GMT
If this helps anyone, then it's worth it, and if it doesn't, no loss.
At a deep point in my PND, I had sudden very vivd dream which shook me as if demanding I paid attention. I was on the roof of a madly speeding, erratic train, clinging on for dear life. It was completely out of control, like a horror movie and it felt like I was being held on it, trapped by a kind of centrifugal force.
The train entered a dark tunnel, faster and faster, descending into the bowels of the earth, a terrifying netherworld. Then, suddenly I felt a feeling of deep calm...... and suddenly I felt safe, the oppression lifted. Then a voice spoke to me, saying that I would never hear it again, or visit that place again, but having been there, and having heard it once, I would know that I would survive and go on with my life, whatever happened, knowing that I HAD heard the voice speak at that lowest point.
I don't know why this voice was so comforting or inspiring, but it really felt like someone important had made an exception to a rule because the knowledge would help me and I needed to know. Whenever I felt really bad I would think back to those short moments and know that somehow, some force was guiding me. Maybe it was only my deep subconscious (it didn't feel like god and I'm not religious) but it was still something to fall back on when it all got too much.
At a deep point in my PND, I had sudden very vivd dream which shook me as if demanding I paid attention. I was on the roof of a madly speeding, erratic train, clinging on for dear life. It was completely out of control, like a horror movie and it felt like I was being held on it, trapped by a kind of centrifugal force.
The train entered a dark tunnel, faster and faster, descending into the bowels of the earth, a terrifying netherworld. Then, suddenly I felt a feeling of deep calm...... and suddenly I felt safe, the oppression lifted. Then a voice spoke to me, saying that I would never hear it again, or visit that place again, but having been there, and having heard it once, I would know that I would survive and go on with my life, whatever happened, knowing that I HAD heard the voice speak at that lowest point.
I don't know why this voice was so comforting or inspiring, but it really felt like someone important had made an exception to a rule because the knowledge would help me and I needed to know. Whenever I felt really bad I would think back to those short moments and know that somehow, some force was guiding me. Maybe it was only my deep subconscious (it didn't feel like god and I'm not religious) but it was still something to fall back on when it all got too much.
