Experience Submitted by Lucia Beznik

While living abroad, I would sometimes have dreams or conscious astral projections about visiting my parents’ house in Slovakia. During these visits, I would often encounter our family dog Aska, who would always greet me happily. On one occasion though, I didn’t find her happy.

I met Aska in a clear dream and started to run towards her as usual, expecting to see her happy face as I approached to greet her. However, she looked at me sadly – almost accusingly; she didn’t look happy at all. Her big dark eyes were full of sorrow, and I remember feeling her sadness deep within me. Because emotions can be more exaggerated in the astral plane, it felt heartbreaking.

I tried to play with her, but she would turn away and didn’t want to participate. Upon closer investigation, I came to realise that she felt trapped, being in a confined space somewhere. I understood that this was making her feel very unhappy and that somehow, she was also blaming me for not doing anything about it. I didn’t know what to think about this there and then, so I just tried to get her interested in playing with me. Gradually, she warmed up to me and we played for a while.

aska2This clear dream had left an intense impression on me. I had been studying my dreams for some time by that point based on Belsebuub’s techniques for remembering dreams and dream analysis, and so I knew the dream had a particular meaning. So the next time I spoke to my mom on Skype, I asked her about our dog and if she was ok. I didn’t think there was anything real to that dream, but my intuition told me to check.

How big was my surprise, when my mom told me she had actually enclosed the dog in a smaller area behind the house, so that she could not step on the newly planted grass! Apparently, this new setup has been in effect for a while and Aska was not happy about it.

Then I remembered I had to do something, so I told my mom about the dream, about the feeling of intense sadness and how the dog felt trapped. Mom was surprised to hear that and thought Aska was exaggerating. 🙂 She told me that the dog had enough space and that she walks her every day too.

We both knew our dog had a tendency to exaggerate (she would look at us with the saddest of faces whenever we would not give her the bits of the food we were eating), but I still insisted on having her moved out of that space, just to be on the safe side. It was obvious that she was suffering, whether it was justified or not.


A happy Aska with Lucia

I don’t know how much longer Aska had to stay in the enclosure, but I knew my mom would have considered what I had told her and would let the dog out as soon as possible. I went to sleep peacefully that night, knowing that my mission had been fulfilled.