This experience is from my childhood. I haven't mentioned it to anyone in years, and I only think about it every few years. But, it suddenly returned to my conscious awareness, and I find myself urgently wanting some sort of explanation or corroboration from others.
As a young girl, perhaps around the age of 5-7, I had an experience a few nights one week that woke me from my sleep. I slept in a dark room. The first night I awoke because there was a bright glowing red light emanating from some intangible source above me. I recall that it was located right on my neck such that I could not look at the source directly because a person cannot angle their head down in a way that allows one to see one's own neck. The bright color glowed with a radius of about 6-10 inches. I put my hands in the brightness but could not feel anything with them. However, the light was so strong that I could not see my hands through the brightest part of the red light.
As this happened a couple decades ago, I can't be sure of the exact order of events. But, I believe that after the red light faded, I slowly drifted off to sleep again. The following night another light occurred - this time a blue one. The bright blue light appeared closer to my feet, near the foot of the bed. And, again the red light appeared close to my face. I remember wondering what these could possibly be and thinking that maybe I had created them by imagining them. I remember trying to force them to turn into other colors. I had thoughts like, "This blue and red is nice, but what would it be like to see glowing orange?" and then trying to change the color into orange. I could not change the color despite my efforts. I also attempted to touch them with my hands, but my hands just passed through them. I do not recall any temperature difference.
I vividly recall attempting to get explanations from the adults I knew. The only answer people could give me was that I must have been dreaming. I know that these were wakeful experiences and I wrote about them in my childhood diary. I remember thinking that if no one knew what these lights were, they must be beyond human understanding. But, my feeling was that they were my little friends. I could not control when they were there or how long they would stay. But, they seemed intriguing and benign. I was not at all scared or intimidated by them.
I am now a grown woman who has not had such experiences since childhood. I do not claim to be psychic or gifted, and am only learning about these ideas for the first time now (in any substantial kind of way). However, I am a very sensitive intuitive person with a lot of belief in the unconscious and metaphysics.
I would very much like to know if anyone has experienced something similar and can explain this to me. Is it possible that I created these balls of light with my mind? Is it possible that these were some sorts of psychic or spiritual energy? Lastly, if anyone thinks there is some possible substance to this, can you tell me if you think it is possible that can I reconnect to that more "open" way of being that came naturally to me as a child? Thank you for any opinions you are willing to share.
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This dream felt so real. It included color, the feeling of involuntary physical movement and sleep talking.
I don't know what it means and searched the internet for answers. This is how I came across this website and your post. My experience seems somewhat similar to yours.
In the dream I was in a house similar but not the same childhood home. I was sleeping in my bedroom with my headboard beneath the window, just like my present home, and childhood family members were in other rooms.
I am awakened by a red glow in my window, much like the look of a red neon light from inside a dark hotel room. The light is moving, hovering outside my window and seemed like it was a life form. In the right corner of the window the light had shades of a rainbow.
The red light seemed to somehow reach in and envelop my head with energy, like electricity or magnets. It was disturbing but not painful and I tried to struggle away from it. I wanted to get up and look at what the source of the light was but I couldn't open my eyes any wider than they were and I could not turn my head to look more directly at the window.
Then the light flew away to the north east up a valley. It left a glowing trail of red light that slowly faded.
As I lay there I struggled to figure out if this actually just happened or if it was a dream.
I told myself that I can't be in mom's house so it must be a dream, but I couldn't, for the life of me, remember where I actually lived. I kept telling myself this is just a dream, it can't be real.
And then the light returned, swiftly, and seemingly with a vengeance.
It started to lift me up by my rear end. It didn't touch me with anything physical. It seemed that my butt rose off of the bed until my entire body was slightly above the bed and I was tilted over the edge, so that if the force let go, I would fall to the floor. I struggled to talk.
I tried to say, 'okay, I believe you', but nothing happened. I said it louder, followed by 'get away from me!' I woke up struggling to yell 'get away from me'. It was 4:30AM.