This happened to me just on an hour ago. Though I'd write up some quick notes to share with the community. While I find it fascinating and feel "blessed" (sorry) that I was able to maintain perspective - I don't look forward to a repeat performance.
Observed phenomenon : Night Terrors
Occurrence: First and hopefully last.
Subject: 39 year old male.
Subject history: As normal as is possible to be in this screwed up world.
Environmental note: Window open at back with cool breeze blowing in.
Dietary note: Big-ass steak for dinner - anomalous protein portion over norm.
Alcohol intake: None in past 48 hours.
Pharmaceutical intake: No prescription drugs in months, no history of illicit substance use.
It started when I became aware of being in a state of lucid dreaming. I've experienced this before but neither frequently nor regularly.
At the moment which I recognised as the waking point, things took a decided turn for the worse.
My eyes started to flutter open and closed - I imagine that they would have looked much like those of someone suffering a seizure. I was awake at this point as I was able to see broken images of the room which is moderately lit by street lamps.
I was aware of the fact that I was laying on my right side - just as I had been when falling asleep some 1.75 hours earlier. My instinct was to roll left, onto by back but I felt as though I encountered overwhelming resistance to this effort. The feeling presented itself as icy-cold and uniform pressure directly against my upper back but confined to a narrow strip directly along my spine.
At this point I felt near-overwhelming panic that should perhaps be labelled as terror but even as I was thinking the words "night terror, how interesting", my primal brain took hold and I let out what can only be described as a keening wail.
About 5 seconds after my vocalisation I regained control of my body and rolled onto my back and was fully awake - if somewhat shaken. The sense of dire threat was still with my although I could sense the logical parts of my brain chuckling wryly at the rest of the squishy grey matter. As soon as I was able I reached over to check my phone for a time stamp - even as I found myself looking all around the room to ensure that there was no imminent, threatening presence.
From the first moment of the experience (or as close as I can tell) I was aware of the nature of the experience. That did not protect me from the sense of terror that arose - although it might have ameliorated the severity of the emotions evoked.
I was acutely aware of a duality within my experience. My logical brain was observing and feeling honoured for the opportunity while my amygdala was shoveling out emotional response as fast as its little arms could work.
Observed phenomenon : Night Terrors
Occurrence: First and hopefully last.
Subject: 39 year old male.
Subject history: As normal as is possible to be in this screwed up world.
Environmental note: Window open at back with cool breeze blowing in.
Dietary note: Big-ass steak for dinner - anomalous protein portion over norm.
Alcohol intake: None in past 48 hours.
Pharmaceutical intake: No prescription drugs in months, no history of illicit substance use.
It started when I became aware of being in a state of lucid dreaming. I've experienced this before but neither frequently nor regularly.
At the moment which I recognised as the waking point, things took a decided turn for the worse.
My eyes started to flutter open and closed - I imagine that they would have looked much like those of someone suffering a seizure. I was awake at this point as I was able to see broken images of the room which is moderately lit by street lamps.
I was aware of the fact that I was laying on my right side - just as I had been when falling asleep some 1.75 hours earlier. My instinct was to roll left, onto by back but I felt as though I encountered overwhelming resistance to this effort. The feeling presented itself as icy-cold and uniform pressure directly against my upper back but confined to a narrow strip directly along my spine.
At this point I felt near-overwhelming panic that should perhaps be labelled as terror but even as I was thinking the words "night terror, how interesting", my primal brain took hold and I let out what can only be described as a keening wail.
About 5 seconds after my vocalisation I regained control of my body and rolled onto my back and was fully awake - if somewhat shaken. The sense of dire threat was still with my although I could sense the logical parts of my brain chuckling wryly at the rest of the squishy grey matter. As soon as I was able I reached over to check my phone for a time stamp - even as I found myself looking all around the room to ensure that there was no imminent, threatening presence.
From the first moment of the experience (or as close as I can tell) I was aware of the nature of the experience. That did not protect me from the sense of terror that arose - although it might have ameliorated the severity of the emotions evoked.
I was acutely aware of a duality within my experience. My logical brain was observing and feeling honoured for the opportunity while my amygdala was shoveling out emotional response as fast as its little arms could work.