In a previous post I mentioned a lucid dreaming technique I used to use, called, picking-up-women-on-the-astral-plane. I made a point of saying how the lucid dream face never matched up with the person when I finally meet them.
> About recognising the person, I have something to add …
> you are soooo right about them not looking the same.
> I found two things that help me. Sometimes when you
> meet the person you get a tip off that you just “know”
> them. When I get that feeling I try to get away for a
> moment ( just a bit longer than a blink) and I ask for
> the dream face… Sometimes I get it and I can put two
> and two together. Sometimes I don’t get the face but
> the familiar empathic “flavor” of the person is the same.
This is a very advanced technique! Wow… While I’ve never done this. But I certainly can “see” how this would work. Yes. I’ve learned something important here. This is a great technique! There is nothing I can add to make this any better.
I can, if you’re interested, share my technique.
Each evening before falling off to sleep, I would do this little meditation. You might want to try this. When you close your eyes you see darkness. But if you stare out into the darkness, you will see faint hues of color. For me they were wispy clouds or yellow, green and while– like little clouds in a sky of darkness. Once you see some light there, before your minds eye, look out and try to focus your eyes on the moving masses of light. It’s an odd concept focusing your eyes on something while they’re closed, but that’s exactly what it is.
After doing this for a few days or a week, you’ll notice that the wisps of light momentarily turn into pictures. People and scenes, and no sooner did I notice a picture, in that moment of excitement, the picture was gone. After a few days, at a point where, my pulse doesn’t jump each time you saw something, the pictures started to last longer.
The scenes and faces, non of which I recognized marched by, as long as I would concentrate on looking for them. Some clearer than others. Some lasting longer than others. It’s all very random at first. Then I would tell myself to “look for” only faces. Then I would sit there and watch these faces– one after another flash before my minds eye. Like a deck of cards. Old and young. Some barely human. Eventually I narrowed my view to only women.
Theie faces appeared and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then, after two or three weeks of practice, I would give myself one last suggestion. I asked only to see the faces of the people who were-or-would-be on the train that I took to work each day.
Then suddenly, instead of seeing some lifeless glimpse of a reflection, a single face waslooking back at me. As if looking at each other through a window. There eye to eye, both seeing each other. It was always startling, as if recognizing an old friend. and afterwards– even after I opened my eyes, their presence would remain. That presence stays with you. Then the next day, on the train, we’d meet. How did I recognize them? How did they recognize me? I don’t know. As soon as our eyes meet, we both know.
Had I been using the first technique, I probably would have meet more women.
