We live in Cairns Australia and this happened 08/DEC/2016
This morning I woke up and told my partner that I'd had the weirdest dream last night that there was something in the house. But I never went into detail with him.
[I call it a dream because I wasn't panicking or terrified, but it wasn't pleasant] I have never had a dream like this. I couldn't escape this dream, I knew I was dreaming. It was strange, like I was hyper-aware of this fact but I couldn't escape it- I couldn't wake up, couldn't even change the dream. Normally I sort of bounce between dreams (if that makes sense.)
In addition, while knowing that there was something unfriendly in the house, the dream was strangely empty - as if I was in some computer-generated version on our house-, the basics were there but no details.
My partner got very quiet and said "funny you should say that, because I got woken by *my daughter* trying to climb into bed. I sat up to take her back to her bed and realised it wasn't her. She was too tall and had long hair but it was a little girl holding something. I told you to turn the light on and then she was gone"
It's not my first experience with a spirit and I've had good, heartbreaking and scary experiences and I normally go with my gut feeling in these situations, but whenever I think about it, I feel a sinking feeling as if I am missing something and it is important, but overall it's not a good feeling.
My normal reaction to encountering another being is to firstly acknowledge their presence and then let them know that while I'm aware that they are there, I will act if they are not and I get on with things as normal. I just don't know if that's the right path this time an was looking for some advice?
First, an explanation of my starting point, then to specifics. When I dream, I have no idea I'm dreaming. My dreams have always been in color (I know this because I had one dream about stage-managing/producing the musical "Showboat;" everyone/everything was in black & white, but yellow was still visible and red objects looked like they'd been painted over in watercolor, like old postcards. The surprising thing -to me- was that everything else *lacked* color). The dreams I remember either wake me up, or occur immediately before I wake. I don't hear in my dreams -everyone seems to have instant telepathy- and my sense of taste/smell is absent, too. About 50% of my dreams are in the 3rd person (I'm watching me or someone else as the 'clown' happens). However, when I am asleep but having a metacognitive (usually precognitive) experience, I am aware of the fact that what I am experiencing is not a dream; I try to remember as much as possible so I'll recall it when I wake. One obvious clue to my metacognitive experiences is that I don't need my glasses to see because everything is in crystal-clear focus all the way to the horizon, even in the periphery of my vision.
As with your "computer-generated" version of your home, the blank canvas calls attention to itself. Our brains process billions of pieces of information per minute by filtering out the distractions. When your brain does not have to perform that normal function, if there is a hyper-awareness of the lack of information. Think of walking around outside when the background noises all stop at the same moment; you pause, too. This can be unsettling, or it can be dismissed after a moment as an odd, but harmless occurrence. Bearing this example of an odd situation in mind, I'd like to examine your statement "knowing that there was something unfriendly in the house," from two points of view, starting with Augusta's speculation that you and your partner experienced different aspects of the same phenomenon.
Were you dreaming from someone else's point of view, such as the frightened clown's perspective? If so, was she lost/abandoned/worried, or was there someone specific whom she feared? She sought comfort from your partner; was he surprised or was he frightened in his dream by her *not* being his daughter? In both cases, if you were unsettled but NOT frightened, then I'll go ahead with fully endorsing Augusta's recommendation for moving her along. Tell her you're glad she visited with you and made herself known, but that you're willing to help her move toward the light, where everyone else has gone. If Augusta's correct, then she may be a little reluctant to go and will need some encouragement.
On the other hand, if either of you experienced direct or vicarious terror, there may be a more dangerous aspect to your experience. Please let us know which of the two scenarios is more accurate and -barring complications- if the clown has moved on.