Lucid Dreaming
Jul. 23rd, 2021 03:10 pm It's been quite some time since I've dreamt. Sleepless nights, stressful days, and the business of life most likely being at fault. Insomnia is nothing new to me, and something I don't think will ever truly go away, but I am thankful for the nights it gives me a break. Perhaps it only does because I become so tired that it's impossible to stay awake. My days are constant with things to do, rise at 6am and drop into bed at nearly 12am. This sleep schedule probably doesn't help.
Last night sleep did at last embrace me in its warm coziness of comfort. I closed my eyes and drifted into oblivion, only to open them again in the netherspace that dreams take place. I found myself acutely aware of that I was dreaming, which is something I hadn't felt in a long time. Upon this realization I almost immediately shifted into my dragonself and took flight. Flying is the one thing I always tend to do when I am lucid dreaming, it never gets old. The only downfall is when my being awakens back in bed, back in my human vessel, and I no longer can propel myself into the air. It creates the cruelest side effect, no matter how great the reward is to be able to feel this in a dream, it hurts when reality hits.
-Azaphaer
The Orion Nebula
Feb. 10th, 2020 09:32 am As an astral dragon, I have always held a strong affinity towards the Orion Nebula. I’ve thought of it as my home for longer than I can recall; it is the place that I go to when my physical body sleeps, when my ethereal form is free. It has existed that way as my few memories have guided me to, though hardly anything else has come of it until now.
A thought dawns on me. That I have not only lived in this universe. That the age of the Orion Nebula is such a small fraction of my draconic lifespan(whatever it may be). I know that one of my past lives alone has been at least 6 million years.. And that in this dimension the nebula I call home is just barely over 3 million. It has perplexed me to discover something else about my draconity, something that I’ve thought about before but cast aside.. That I did in fact create the Orion Nebula. Or at least aided in its creation.
I think about astral dragons as a divine species. I use the term divine in a higher spiritual being sense, not like we are gods, but we are creators, and life follows in the wake of our cosmic wing beats. The Orion Nebula is my home, it is a nest. All of us astral dragons can create them, as they are where we take root to grow, to flourish, and prosper. It is our temporary home base, that sparks other wondrous things around and within it. The nebula becomes a birthplace for stars, I don’t know what that means, but perhaps these are the beginning of new astral dragons.
What I am starting to believe is each time my draconic soul comes to a different plane or universe, I create a new nest for myself to take roost in. Perhaps this nest acts as a beacon or home base for when my soul incarnates on the neighboring world to it. It is the place my higher self can reside closely and remain connected to the new vessel. When I sleep I can go there and care for my nest, my soul can recharge and bask in its energies, and I can visit with the other beings who reside there. They too may be other astral beings who use the nest as a home base while they incarnate on the lower planes. Who knows?
There’s still so much more for me to discover and figure out about myself, however this new revelation I know I am only getting closer to knowing more about what it is to be an astral dragon. For now, I look to the stars~