Ok it sounds odd and I don't really understand how it works, but I attempted this strange technique in a "dream" involving a neg. Well it was 'like a dream', except it had some characteristics I don't associate with dreams. At one point the color in the dream faded to black and white, it involved a neg that really didn't fit into the dream, and I confronted the neg using my highly unnatural "chakra voice". When one or more of those characteristics occur in a dream, I tend to consider those dreams as 'more than a dream'
So I'll start off by talking about my evening before I went to sleep. I had a light meal earlier in the night and drank a glass of water before closing my eyes. Before going to sleep I get this perception of a dark goulish being on the side of my bed breathing black smoke on me. I did some basic white light energy work after that and then I went to sleep.
so now I'm in my dream. I don't remember what led up to it, but I'm in this very violent scene. I'm in a room with my back against a wall facing my Dad. My Dad is yelling at me and has a gun pointed at me. I'm panicked and yelling back telling him not to do it. This isn't my actual Dad in this life (he wasn't violent and never owned a gun), but it's the Dad of who I am in the dream and I'm in his/my house (not my actual childhood house), possibly the kitchen. I remember there was some sort of fruit wallpaper motif on the wall (oranges, bananas on white background) with an old white wall phone. Anyway my Dad is at his whits end. I know he's going to shoot me any moment. It doesn't happen yet. Suddenly, he's handed a second gun to me and dares me to try and shoot him with it. I scream "I won't" and drop the gun. I turn to face the wall. This is incredibly intense and I'm uncontrollably shaking in fear and horror. As every millisecond ticks by I'm anticipating a bullet to shatter my head to smithereens.
suddenly I open my eyes. I'm not in the kitchen or even in this house. Instead I'm in my actual childhood home. I immediately run up the stairs and into my room still wanting to escape my Dad. I lock the door and soon my Dad is pounding on the door to get inside. Again I'm scared, full of terror at what might happen if he comes in. Now I suddenly get this odd bit of knowledge in my head. It wasn't something told to me, it's just something that I "knew" first hand in the dream. What I realize is that to protect myself I need to find a bar of soap and cut "six corners out of it". In the dream I'm thinking "how do I cut six corners out of a rectangular bar of soap"? I think my intent was to cut out 2 corners out on one side and "double-cut" the corners on the opposite side (so that those ones are more "pointy"). I instantly find a knife and some soap which I pick up. Unfortunately, I realize that the soap I find is not actually a full bar. It's just a small sliver (like an almost used up remnant piece from a bathroom). In desperation I think to myself "How am I going to cut 6 corners out of a sliver of soap?".
Before I can figure that out I turn around and realize my bedroom door is open (or it might be missing altogether). I panic but then realize that my dad also isn't outside. So I stick my head out and turn to look down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs I see what I would call a "neg". This neg is a tall pale figure with a pale face. He's wearing a top hat and an older style tux (one with tail flaps in the back). It's at this moment that I realize all the color in the house has disappeared. Everything is black and white from this point forward. The neg beckons me to come down the stairs. As scared as I am, I go down the stairs. He walks around the corner into a room and I follow him there. It's at this point that despite my terror, I confront him. I start talking / growling at him with my "chakra voice". My chakra voice can only be described as very bold and "unnatural" (think of a deep bold voice Gandalf's "you shall not pass" voice from LOTR but sounding much less human, less 'linear' and more "etherial" sounding). I ask the neg in his voice what he wants. He doesn't respond to me, but I see he has a wand in his hand which he raises at me. He mutters something and flicks the wrist with his wand at me. A instinctively pick up my sliver of soap and hold it like a shield and shout something like "back to you double!". At that point nothing happened after that. The neg was just staring at me for a moment.
That was the end of the dream. Oddly enough as disturbing as the experience was, I didn't wake up panicked like I would be with suddenly waking from a bad dream. I felt more like I accomplished something. I only had the sense to try to remember what I could and write it down in a dream journal.
I thought about the experience afterwards and figured it might be one of a few scenarios:
- This is some sort of training exercise one of my guides is teaching me on how to deal with negs
- This is part of me working out some issue from a past life experience
- I'm helping out a neg, perhaps with an issue from his life and I'm experiencing his childhood to better understand his problems
but the real question I have is about the soap. I've never heard anywhere that soap offered some sort of protective shield against negative energy. Yet in the dream I instinctively look for soap and want to cut six corners off of it to protect myself. Has anyone heard of using soap for this sort of purpose or might understand what the six corners are all about?
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Originally Posted by Honeybadger400
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