The following are two experiences I had around the beginning of November, good job I wrote them down or I would have totally forgotten. The first one goes like this:

Nov 4th
I wake up in my old bedroom in the UK, I fly through the window aware that I am in the astral. I decide to fly over to the left to see what is there, for some reason I am looking for two children but I don’t know why. As I fly I find myself in the countryside it is very pleasant, I see someone coming towards me very fast and as he approaches he appears a lot bigger than I am. I don’t get a good vibe from him, indeed he seems to be a bit of a bully. I realize that there are others like him. In this place there are two types of people, the smaller ones and the bigger ones, the bigger ones given the chance pick on the smaller ones. The thing that remains with me are the the bully type people fly faster and are bigger than the others.

The second goes like this:

Nov 5th
I am doing yoga in my parents garden in the UK, for some reason I am wearing shorts and wellies,  I feel as if if I jumped up in the air then I would float, then I think well I wouldn’t be able to do that in the physical. I fly up to the top of a tree and examine the branches while shouting something down to my yoga group. I fly back down to them and stand on the fence at this point I fully realise that I am dreaming. I stand on the fence poised to go into the astral what a great feeling.

Once again like the experience of the night before I fly off to the left. I come to a footpath and I walk up it, it is so real, the footpath is steep and I even get a bit out of breath, again like the previous experience, the greenery is very pleasant. I reach the top, I am in a forest and there is a road running through the middle. I hear a car coming and I feel I must hide, there is a young woman just in front of me who is also hiding, she doesn’t see me. The car stops and a couple of Chinese men get out, they are looking for people and are the authorities, their vibe is one of oppression. I believe they take the girl but they don’t see me, maybe being out-of-body I am invisible. They leave.

I decide to explore further to see if I can find anyone who can tell me more about where I am. I am still wearing wellies for some reason and there must be a reason. I see a camp in the trees and I am about to go down to it but then I realize it is a Chinese camp, there are a couple of young girls playing nearby but they are part of the Chinese community so I don’t attract their attention.  Then I wake up.

Interesting couple of experiences and maybe related as the theme seems to be bullies and oppression, (no offence here to the Chinese of course but I think my mind used it as their regime is rather authoritarian ). However also mixed with the innocence of children especially the imagery that wellies produce, well at least for me, splashing in puddles and having fun, what could be more innocent. The word welly is also a British informal expression for power or vigour, for example we say ‘ give it some wellie’ meaning give it some power or force. So in the wellies symbolism there is both innocence and power.

Cold November rain song on radio by Guns and Roses  their symbol are guns and red roses. Guns can symbolise oppression violence and red roses love and passion.

Maybe part of the message from the above two experiences is showing the power of innocence. Just yesterday I was talking to someone about how children look at the world with wonder whereas by the time we have reached adulthood we tend to take things for granted and don’t react in the same way. Maybe there is power in looking at things as if we are seeing them for the first time, maybe this brings us just a little bit closer to our true selves.