WALKING ROUTE 66

I had a multi-dimensional life experience.

It is one of those stranger-than-fiction stories.

Have you seen the movie Premonition with Sandra Bullock?

You should check it out.

Hang with me now! Not the right choice of words, maybe, but come along and see what you think.

At times it may seem like scattered-brain rambling, but trust me, it’s not. It may be that I haven’t quite figured out how to communicate something I don’t know how to process yet fully.

But the experience is as real as the fact that I woke up wheezing; I could hear the whistle as I exhaled. I went back to sleep and awakened to clear, deep breathing.

I could smell the air freshener with every deep breath, the same one that caused the wheezing.

The night between July 28th and 29th, 2016, I had difficulty getting restful sleep. I was #WalkingRoute66 at the time and spent the night in an enclosed pavilion at a 4-H facility outside Pontiac, Illinois.

I concluded in the morning that I am more sensitive to energies than I realize. The facility seemed like it might have been used as a pen to hold animals whose painful memories and associated energies were lingering around. I can feel it.

I mentioned that in my travel blog.

The night between July 28th and 29th, 2020. I fail to have a restful night. I wonder if there is some unresolved issue or memory associated with the date.

As I wrote my recap earlier, I ignored to mention the energetic connection I had felt four years ago, though I intended to do so.

Last night, between July 29th and July 30th, 2020, I was dreaming.

My fascination with dreams and dreaming is well documented on my Medium profile/timeline.

In my dream, I am writing/blogging/experiencing paranormal phenomena of being with people who are no longer physically in the world as if they were — switching between being with them and realizing they’re not there.

Have you ever woke up because a smell overpowered your senses?

I awaken to the distinct aroma of roti being cooked. I see two fresh ones with butter, in my mind’s eye.

I am sleeping in the living room; I open my eyes and look towards the kitchen. It is dark; no one is there. The aroma lingers; I wheeze, and it is loud enough to hear the whistle as I promptly fall back to sleep.

I am lying there, dreaming. I am with a woman — who oscillates between an old flame, passionate, and the mother of my children, uninterested. There is no physical contact with either, yet the arousal is real.

I am blogging in Urdu about the senselessness of paranormal phenomena as I wake up.

I realize I am not gasping for air anymore. I take a deep breath, then another; no wheezing. WTH?

Everything is fresh in my memory. I want to write it down, but I know that opening my eyes will cause the whole multi-dimensional experience to evanesce.

I simply lay there.

Conscious thoughts begin to enter my mind.

Premonition.

It must have been more than ten years ago when I saw the movie. My wife and I just sat there after the movie was over, letting it all soak in.

Multi-dimensional living.

You must watch the movie.

I read Trista’s account of discovering five spider webs in her garden yesterday. Where did the pop up from, she wondered.

It reminded me to slow down and take life in one precious moment at a time.

Recounting my #WalkingRoute66 experience is teaching me that all over, as it tried to back then.

A friend asked just the other day if I would ever do it again.

Yes, I was too focused on getting it done to enjoy it thoroughly the first time.

There are more dimensions in every experience in life than we’ll ever know. I am getting more insights from just recounting the experience. I see things I didn’t understand then, and I am not even walking this time. Well, I am, in my mind’s eyes, through old blog posts, photographs, and memories.

And through stranger than fiction dreams and multi-dimensional experiences.

Photographs and Memories

As always, thank you for reading and responding.

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Rasheed Hooda is a published author, and a regular contributor and editor for ILLUMINATION, a writers’ community on Medium, where writers support each other.

He is a self-proclaimed weirdo who lives a Freedom Lifestyle and writes about related topics — Travel (a top writer), Personal Growth, Freedom, and entrepreneurship. (Get the Newsletter)

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