Overcoming Sleep Paralysis Reload

     Bring able to tell when a nightmare would begin was an ace up my sleeve, or so I thought. When I sensed my nightmare beginning I would call out in my sleep for someone to wake me. Being that I slept in a bedroom with four others, I was never short of someone waking me. However, at age eight we moved to a bigger home, each of us had our separate room with thickend walls. I cried out for someone to wake me but to no avail. Now that I was a little older I was able to get over my childhood nightmares and begin controlling my dreams. I could manipulate my dreams to whatever I saw fit. I would frequently dream of Costa Rica, a favorite vacationing spot of ours during school summer recess.

 Soon I wasn't able to control my dreams. All the work I had done to control my dreams went out the door. As soon as I knew I was starting to dream it would get dark and an evil presence would surround me. My mind began to back track as I would enjoy my dream, remember the song from Madonna "like a Prayer" where the one verse says  "its like a dream no end and no beginning:" how true that was, If I were dreaming I was on the beach in Costa Rica instead of enjoying it I would begin to think, how did I get here? I don't remember getting on a plane. Just then the darkness would come and the nightmare would begin  I had to learn to wake myself, and so I did. I was able to consciously here myself screaming and would wake up, but to my shock I would wake up unable to move. I had jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire. I had made it so I could escape a non-real realm of fantasy to a paralysed l realm of reality. I escaped lucid dreaming and began a life of horror.

Funny side to Sleep Paralysis

Oh my goodness, I cannot begin to tell you how exciting it is to tell you my sleep paralysis episodes  through these blogs. I feel a weight lifted off of me. I'm going to tell you of an episode I had once where I got so fed up with having these sleep paralysis episodes, this was before I learned to wake myself from them, that I organized a plan to wake myself from sleep.

 When paralyzed most sufferers are able to move their big toe or their pinky on the hand. I went to bed one night and set up my boombox radio next to me. I put in a cassette tape and pressed the pause button. I then cranked up the radio and went to bed positioning my hand near the buttons. 

During one of my sleep paralysis episodes I was able to slowly move my pinky towards the radio. I was in a state of panic but I was still focused on my objective of learning to wake myself from these sleep paralysis episodes. Slowly my finger crept toward the pause button. Just then as I was able to depress the button with my pinky I was blown out of bed by the sound of the boombox. Its funny now looking back on it how everyone ran to ny room to see what was going on so early in the morning.

The Abduction in Sleep Paralysis

Sleep paralysis is one of the causes of people thinking they've been abducted by aliens. Funny thing is I understand exactly were their coming from.  I remember one quiet spring night when I was about fourteen years old. I had gone to bed and drifted away for the night. Suddenly around 2 a.m. my room lit up from a light source coming from outside. Now I can't be sure what the light was, it could've been a car stationed across the street pointing its lights toward my window. Maybe it was a mother ship (highly unlikely) beaming me up to travel the cosmos. At any rate I was woken by the lights but in sleep paralysis I couldn't move.

 My heightened senses made me aware of several presences in the room. You could see tiny,skinny
 humanoid figures moving around my bed. I could see there eyes huge and shiny just like the ufo pictures you see today on tv. I can remember trying to move and not being able to. I felt their hands holding my head and feet still. They didn't talk they just slightly nodded at each other. I remember levitating from the bed toward the window and toward the light source. I was able to break free from my paralysis and woke in my bed. Now today I know I just suffered a sleep paralysis episode, but back then you couldn't tell me squat. I truly believe I was abducted by aliens, and was taken to space, then put back in my bed to think I just had a dream. Scary stuff man...scary.