Sri Aurobindo
Letters of Sri Aurobindo
Correspondence (1933-1967)
Mother,
... Regarding the experience of the ascension and descent of the Force it was preceded by a sort of dream element in last two instances.
1) This morning I felt, in dream I suppose, I was in an out of the way place where a Tantrik was sitting wrapped in meditation and there were some disciples around him, some perhaps assisting in the ceremonial which was rather vaguely felt than perceived clearly. Suddenly a call came from somewhere to the Yogi to succour India whose children were undergoing great torture. But he was absolutely unmoved in his work of concentration though all others left except one, but it was felt by me not without his approval. Then I changed my position and was looking at a woman’s face her eyes rigidly held in trance with a far far-away look while the disciple (the one who remained) was reciting some incantations. But fixed and unmoved she was to all external things. I looked boldly and full at the face and with that an energy radiated or I could draw an energy with which my consciousness rose and came back and rose again. I 
was feeling much joy in rising while all the time very consciously and without the least element of fear calling you name, Mother. Though the swinging movement was at the back primarily the whole body was throbbing with the vibrations and at those moments when the consciousness would return into the body I could even hear the sounds distinctly made in the adjacent bathroom by Nolini as he was taking his bath. And as I was willing I was rising again and again drawing energy by looking at the eyes of the trance-held face. Strangely I was not in the least moved by anything, the only desire or aspiration was to rise and rise, to experience the swinging movement again and again. After some time it slowly became normal.
In this dream certain forces seem to have taken symbolic bodies, e.g., Yoga-force in the Yogi and the power of concentration in the woman. It was rather a dream-experience than a dream proper.
2) Two days back it was. I imagined I was in a house where my children were but soon I discovered I was sleeping outside the house which was looking very fine in a brilliant night-light (for queerly enough there was no moon-light). It was an empty house peopled with unseen presences, though the atmosphere was charming unlike the sensation of a haunted house. But I felt like leaving the house and with the stretcherlike thing on which I was sleeping I slowly moved out automatically into the street and then the ascending and descending movements began several times. After that the consciousness became normalised.
I should like to know Mother if in course of these dream-experiences my attitude has been the right one or not. And what was that Yogi or the house? So strange they seem as dreams I rarely have.
With deep devotion
Prithwisingh
In this other experience the house seems to be a symbol of the mind – and you had to go out in order to be no more confined in the Mind and its constructions.
Sri Aurobindo