Not a lot of physical details to this dream. I went into it with the idea of all those subliminal messages and affirmations one can listen to when they sleep. I'm having a nap and I put my headphones on with a playlist from youtube of swlf affirmations on. This stuff usually bleeds through inyo my sleeping mind so I was preparec when it dis and grasped onto the affirmation with a lucid effort to take it a step farther. It was like an inward journey with me taking the affirmation and directing it intentionally into my sub conscience. Of course I don't know how to do that but that's the magic of dreams. You don't have to know how it's going to work as long as you believe it will. I focused as hard as I could on the affirmations, not the dream. It was like sleeping but being completely awake and meditating on a particular thought. I imagined feeling a bit dizzy from the effort of trying to reprogram my head. I've just read that buhdist monks and eastern Hinduism used licid dreaming as a tool for spiritual cominion and growth. Now Im wven morr interested in what I can do with these dreams. No time for edits so hope this is legible
Starting to have a hard time remembering my dreams so it's time to start writin' 'em down again. Took a nap and had a dream that I was. The bunny from zootopia (whatever her name was). I had just come to the city and, as I knew I wasn't "really" the bunny, I knew I wanted to change some of the movie to make it more fun for me. Instead of getting a small apartment to myself, I roomed with clawhauser. At some other point, there was something about an aerial race that was about to begin, but the area was covered in a smokey cloud cover, so they needed someone to clear it out. I was there pretending to be a pilot, but I really wasn't. I wasn't planning on actually flying, but then they selected me to fly up and disperse the clouds. It was either fly a plane that I didn't know how to fly, or out myself as not really being a pilot, so I just got in the plane and tried my best. I kept making dangerous mistakes, but the crowd mistook them as being intentionally dangerous stunts, so I dispersed the clouds without suspicion. Sometime later, I'm playing WoW and my character is in a four-story wooden building with two other player characters. All the NPCs here are male dwarves. There's one repeatable quest (although the ! mark is yellow) which is just a race between everyone else to find 5 candles before everyone else. There really isn't much in the way of quest rewards- it's just a fun little thing to do with friends. I'm a Druid and I use my travel form (which was the old one- a cheeta)(inside) or my cat form plus aspect of the cheetah, which made me as fast as my travel form. I'm with a shaman who uses their wolf form, and a warrior, who apparently also has some kind of faster animal form. Sometimes the candles trigger monster attacks and you have to defeat them before you can continue finding candles. There was some kind of smallish shadow dragon thing on the top of the building that was a boss. We mostly avoided him, but once I accidentally ran out onto the top of the building and got very close to him. I probably aggroed him, but I don't really remember what happened except that I was kind of an "oh crap" moment and that my teamates were standing in the doorway.
Open Eye Visualization Friday June 3rd 2016 -Prep With eyes open, take long, slow, deep breaths. Feel muscles soften and loosen. Feel focus and attention sharpen on an object, and then expand attention into the periphery. Repeat long slow deep breaths. Smile knowing that this will ground, center, and enhance the sense of well-being and adventure. Expect nothing. Enjoy everything that touches the senses. -Begin On the surface of the floor or table in front of you, allow an animal to appear. Then let it do whatever it wants. At some point, call the animal over and offer it a treat, then let it run and play again, doing whatever it wants. [It's a short-haired, black cat, purring and striding over to say hi. It rubs its head against my arm, then softly jumps down to explore the room.] Allow another animal to appear, then let it do whatever it wants. [A puppy appears on the ground. It's a tri-color Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. It hops with excitement, tail wagging, eager to play with the black cat. The cat obliges, using its quickness to pat the Cav's head as the Cav lunges in and out to nip at the cat's paws. They continue this play throughout the space, occasionally pausing to rest.] Vividly create other animals to join the scene. Let them play along and do what they want. [As the cat and Cav continue their play, I let a kitten join the scene. It instantly crawls up my jeans and shirt, settling on top of my shoulder, purring and rubbing its head along my shoulder, neck, and chin. It then settles into a comfortable spot on my shoulder, enjoying the space, purring and gnawing with warmth and proud satisfaction.] Move beyond normal physics and visualize an energy connecting the animals. [As the animals rest, their energy softens, expands, and fills the room with their warmth.] [As the animals burst to life with excited play, their energy sharpens and concentrates, bursts forward in the direction of their attention. With each playful pat of their paws against one another, see an energy burst at each touch, like a sparkler at the end of a whip.] As the animals move throughout the space, use energy streams to connect to them. When intending to use the energy to push or pull the animals, the energy streams become dark-toned, concentrated, thin powerful lines. When intending to use the energy to offer appreciation and gratitude, the energy streams become translucent, soft, and expansive. [I see the cat and Cav chasing each other playfully throughout the space. I send a thin line of concentrated energy toward them, elevating them a few feet off of the ground. They continue playing as if not noticing the change in elevation. Then they pause for a moment, noticing the change, then continue to chase and play throughout the space as though they could fly all along, just waiting for me to release them. The sleeping kitten on my shoulder, raises its head, opens it eyes as if smiling at the scene, then lowers its head back down, lets its eyes close, then purrs back into a comfortable sleep.] Repeat the steps above to increase the number of pets playfully moving throughout the scene, and enjoy the feeling that it creates. If feeling adventurous, then join the fun using the same easy-moving playfulness as the animals, or shapeshift into something new. If feeling expansive, then let the sense of self dissolve into a feeling of inter-connectivity where there is no distinction between self and other. Life becomes one continuous movement and flow. Everything is as it should be. Continue this exercise until life's responsibilities come calling. If feeling comfortable and confident, then use one of the animals to ride along during daily tasks or chores, playing throughout the space. -End for now.
Updated 06-08-2016 at 01:58 PM by 2053
The beginning of this dream was exactly like the movie "Love" but voyeur style. There was a woman and man in a bathtub in a room of people, passionately making love. At one point I subbed in for the guy, and had slow, beautiful sex for around 10 minutes with this woman. It was the opposite of the usual face paced sporadic nature of my dreams and very cool. After finishing that, I headed out to meet some friends of mine. In looking I found the cast of the office in a field cookng meals from scratch. It was cool to see all their ingredients laid out, and Dwight had live animals in cages to slaughter. From the field I boarded an airplane headed for china with chris. The pilot was chinese and very nervous, and he was sitting in with the passengers there was no dividing wall. As we approached the landing strip, which went out into the water on a giant dock, he got so nervous he messed up. He swooped past and hit the water, and softly plopped down. I was freaking out, I just survived a plane crash! I thanked the man and asked his name before jumping out on a dock we passed by. The people on there told me it wasn't a real plane crash because it was not exciting enough to watch and I agreed. Suddenly I could see the people and animals from the office field as incredibly massive figures on the horizon. That should have been a good indicator I was dreaming but I shortly woke up anyway. Dreamsigns: Beautiful Girls Breathtaking views The Office Impossibly large things
It was a sunny afternoon, sky was almost clear and it was quite warm. I was wandering straight on steel, rusty railroad. The railroad was towering high above the ground, standing on rusted steel beams. I got to a place where two railroads crossed and heard a train. I speeded up slightly, then jumped to another track, relieved that I avoided that train. I looked around and from this great height, I had a nice view of my home town.
I started Taekwondo a little over five years ago. I did the same with proper lucid dreaming practice. And for anyone who reads my dream journal, they know that random martial arts fights break out. (Often with me a participant) The one thing setting this apart from other common themes is that the martial arts dreams (I use the term martial arts as a general term since some of the moves used are clearly not taekwondo) is that they are often tied to semi lucid or lucid dreams, while other dream themes. Space themed dreams, for instance, are almost always non-lucid. I theorize that because I began lucid dreaming and taekwondo at the same time, Taekwondo became mixed up in that phase of heavy learning in the beginning with lucid dreaming, and is now pretty much a permanent aspect of semi-lucid and lucid dreams. Probably should feel happy that I hadn't started say, driver's ed at the same time I began lucid dreaming. Then my life would be a never-ending string of car-crash dreams. I remember being on the main street of my town. We were under attack by deadpool clones. I think there were 6 or 7 of them, and they all had numbers on their foreheads. They were made by an evil comic book antagonist who was 'testing them out' on our town. I also remember there was a school bus loading up kids who wanted to take them away because deadpool was rated 'R'. I reached into hyperspace and pulled out the anti-regeneration sword from the comic. (The one I saw on Death Battle) I started fighting them. I remember each of the deadpools had a different aspect of the deadpool amplified. One was super fast, one was super strong, one was extra crazy, etc. The one that was extra fast ran around me and there was a one punch man reference where he tried to kick me and I just held up my fist and his momentum carried his no-no zone into my fist. I think the dream even went as far as to show the 'technical difficulties' screen for a few moments afterward. I recall at one point attempting to throw a lamp post at them, but super strength has never been my forte in dreams and when I tried to throw it it dropped before it made it to them. But there was also logic that since they were aspects of the deadpool they all had 1/7th his intelligence of the original and were all as dumb as bricks. That's how I was able to beat them. I remember I got onto the last one who had a blue and black costume instead of red and black. He was supposedly the boss guy. He said something about chimichangas and pulled two burritos out of his pants. He bit two of them and spit out grenade pins then threw them at me. I dodged by hiding right next to my taekwondo studio. I distracted him with a poster of a naked woman that I pulled from hyperspace and threw my sword at him when he was distracted. He didn't die though, he just became neutral and stopped attacking, and seemed completely uninjured. He made some kind of fourth wall joke, but in the dream that translated into saying something about the dream and making me lucid. (I had already been semi lucid.) I remember blue deadpool walked off. I was standing outside the taekwondo studio. (I think it was on the wrong side of the street though.) I was lucid, but I was in a bit of a daze. I didn't know quite where I wanted to go with it since I wasn't expecting to be lucid. There were a few people standing outside waiting to be let in, none of whom I recognized from WL. One of them was this really old lady who was only about 4 feet tall and hunched over on a cane. She had a white belt uniform and she said that it was sparring class today, me vs her. It seemed like she was so old and frail she shouldn't be able to lift her leg to kick, but I could tell something was about to happen. Sure enough, her opening move was to leap several feet into the air (additional note: dream martial arts usually seem flashy and impractical. If you've ever heard someone say that the martial arts in movies are flashy and impractical to make for a good film, well those also seem to be the moves that are used in dreams. Probably because dreams are a visual representation of a conflict or aspect of yourself, like a movie. They're not meant to be like waking life. But I just punched deadpool in the groin, and distracted another with a pin-up poster. Who am I to talk about this.) and attack me with a bunch of kicks. I blocked all of them. Me: [I knew it. A trick!] Her: [Hmph! Everyone I know falls for that.] Me: [I haven't been around as long as you, but I'm no fool.] She kept attacking me. I played defensive, waiting for her to make a mistake, leave an opening, or just get tired, but she wouldn't have it. I tried going outside her range, but she was too quick to close the gap. Eventually I saw her let up. Jumping snap kick threw her through a loop and tagged her chest. She jumped back. Me: [I can't believe someone as good as her fell for that old trick.] Her: [This is the same one who *garbled* Jonathan. Shouldn't have placed my expectations so low.] I tried to put my foot down. I could tell the fight wasn't over and might have escalated from simple martial arts to including dream powers. But for some reason my right leg was stuck to my pant leg in a weird dreamlike way that left it bent and I was stuck standing on one foot. Her: [Well put your foot down! Fighting Stance, let's go.] Me: [I can't... well... this is embarrassing.] She came over and helped me by putting a magical golden paperclip on my pant leg that would supposedly stop that from ever happening again. I guess the fight was over. She said something and the dream scene shifted to the beach from my first lucid dream. The old woman said something about reconnecting with the past. I lost the dream the moment after we transitioned and woke up.
D1 - Staying in a small apartment . My partner does something seemingly unforgivable. My daughter is shocked and I feel ashamed. I tell her its over and im leaving, I cannot believe her. She just laughs in my face and says fine, go. I am left feeling desolate as I realise she knows I cannot leave while my daughter is still there. She continues to laugh and goads me into leaving D2 - I am in a classroom. None of the kids will listen to me and infact two in particular who are talking back to me. They refuse point blank to do anything. Eventually I try to rally the other children to speak up and say why their peers should respond. On leaving the classroom a manager makes a passing comment that I need to have all my work done and submitted by end of the day. Despite the fact they had seen how unruly my class was they gave no thought of support, the opposite infact lol. [comment] These dreams were very unusual as they were very near the mark to actual real life events. All have actually happened.
Updated 06-03-2016 at 12:59 PM by 89275
6.3.16 Last night went to sleep before 8pm. Woke up 3am, remembered these 2 dreams. DR 1 Someone tells me that my brother is upstairs and he is the last angel left in the heaven. I ran upstairs to my moms bedroom. It looks same as in WL. I feel other entities in there and it's like that's some kind of a portal to heaven. I yell out to my brother "Don't worry, I'm coming to help you fight for the Good". DR2 I look up and above the almost solid layer of clouds I see a silhuette of alien spaceship. Then there is more of them and their smaller attack ships are flying towards us. We ran inside where they can't reach us with their "though weapons" and we organize into reistance. I put on my comfy clothes and I'm trying to figure out how to attach my litesaber so it' easily removed and put back. I'm trying to hang it from my left brest pocket button hole. I hear skype ringing, I ask my dad who is in the living room if he can't hear that. I answer and it's my brother. He says Ididn't call him back about his video message he left me. (he did that IWL yesterday). I tell him same what wrote to him in skype in answer to his video.
2/6/16 Dream 1: I was playing a game of basketball, however I was significantly taller than everyone else (more so than normal hehe, like around 7 feet tall instead of my 6 foot 5) I kept on blocking peoples shots and stealing from them, most of all with little fouls so I was having a very good game. At the end I was talking to my coach when he mentioned something about a recruiter for the state team looking at me. Dream 2: I was in a lecture theatre I believe where John Haughm, frontman of Agalloch, was giving a lecture. After it finished I went down to him and started talking to him. I asked him a few questions about the band and he sat down with me and we had an in-depth conversation about Agalloch. Overall it was a really nice dream, left me feeling very satisfied until I woke up and realised it was all a dream lol. Dream 3: I was either in a hospital or reading a magazine dedicated to the opening of a new hospital. The first thing I saw was a girl I used to know who was the first person to give birth at that hospital, there was a photo of her, her dad and her baby. I then had a bit of a tour of the hospital, all in all it was pretty flash with lots of wood panelling and colour. Dream 4: My brother was talking about elder scrolls lore, in particular about this ape like race that walked really funny.
I am in a large building, a mall. It seems to have two primary sections that consists of a tower like structure including a parking cellar. Between the two tower sections is an elongated section of one or two stories, there are cafés and similar non-hard-goods shops. It is dark, there are a lot of people around that I know. We are there for the bar environment – it is as if it has a clubbing space inside one of the towers towards the ground floor. I am slightly on edge, flaky and restless – though not in a debilitating or severe way. The affective state I think is a result of me being confused about the interior of the building I am having a hard time finding my way about. In the clubbing area there is a mixture of objects, some that seem to create a square or night-time-economy like feel, like outdoor lamps, signs tables and chairs. But there are also couches and fabric based furniture. There is a dim, but warm light surrounding the place, though the outside bar I am headed towards seem to be illuminated more intensely than the rest of the place. Kaiser is at the bar, I think he is waiting for his father to arrive. I go to sit down. There are a few instances that occur, though I know not the temporal order. The first is a reminder that I will have to get out cash, specifically pounds, as it will be easier to pay in the bars and shops if I have maybe 20-30 quid. I am walking about in the overall mall structure – aware of the two towers layout – but I am confused as to where to go. I seem to find a lot of hallways meant to be behind the shop facades. I am on the top of one of the towers. The light is grey, dusk. I am on a circular parking lot. There is a huge swing door providing entry to the mall, though it also seems like it is for the cars parked there. I am walking around the circular lot. There are a lot of ethnic minorities – young people – walking about. They are wearing loose clothing, sweat pants and hoodies and generally seem to come across like gang related individuals. I feel anxious, on edge – constantly monitoring my surroundings to check if they will be attacking or approaching me – paranoid. I keep walking around and I start seeing people looking at me. In particular I remember two people wlking from the peripheral ring towards the centre of the tower, they glance at me and they seem intent on me as well. Then a car come driving in – it is a light blue, almost turqoise or maybe that is the colour of the parked car, maybe both of them are this colour – and it rams into the side of a parked car. From my perspective there is no doubt it is deliberate. The driver gets out and approach the parked car's owner. I don't see a lot more. I turn around, anxious to get away, I start making my way around the lot towards the swing door entry. As I am making my way around I notice some obstructive structures, like spokes between the centre and the peripheral. As I am walking I notice that by now all the people are looking at me and walking towards me at a slow, but steady pace. And so I speed up and make my way inside. …. When inside the dream shift theme. I am now in a dorm, a row of beds standing on both sides of the room. It is rather bright and everything in the room is pretty much white. I get the sense I am on like the top floor of the building. In the other beds there are people I know, from my high-school class in particular, but maybe also others from primary school. Looking up to my left towards the door of the room I see Kirsten Busk enter the room. She looks about smiling asking what we are doing, and I sense she is keen to get moving. “We are tensing off” – as you would following a yoga session, I say. A woman, next to Anne, turns her head and nods to me and indicate that it was a clever remark. I am lying next to Anne Tøtrup. She is trying to kiss me, yet I miss the cue and when I try to revive it she is non-compliant. It is a playful encounter, mirroring the general atmosphere and my affective state. Young, free and uncaring – and a tad rebellious against the teachers who are there to make sure we have a safe field trip. … There is a skip and in the next room there is a similar set-up to the one just described. Except there is less white, more oakish dark colours as well as light tree. I enter the room and head towards the end of it where the beds are no longer separate but conjoined, which gives them a longer resting area to lie on. On the bed there is a light blue and white striped mattress running the entire length of the bed. There is a guy with me – he seems dependent on me, or following me to some extent – and I say: “Well we might as well head towards the back, it seemed to work well the last time” in reference to the previously described aspect of the dream. And so I start working my way back. On the way there I stop up and I see Esther van Santen get in one of the beds. I stop to think to myself “That is Esther” and at the edge of my consciousness I am ware that she is dead. … There is a brief session of running parcour, or more specifically I am looking for ways to do it – thinking I am awake. In the end I am at a rectangular exit/window at one of the towers, there is no door or glass in it. I close my eyes and expect to start soaring, feeling anxious.
+ flying/gliding we can do it on planes/drones down the hill swooping by trees, hire some assistant to make a video and edit it + pile of stones guy with truck and dog, catch his baseball, throws it to me, dog goes for it ball is on the grond, the ball is bad says I broke it I say not it was already broken, I'm running from him to my car which is a tree(?), ignition is in a hole in the ground I'm panicked I stick key in ground turn it it starts the car race away the car is morphing, DO view of morphing car heading down the hill, old-style car, new-style porches, manly cars, womanly cars. +(f) large open square, tall buildings all around, go up to one? A cabaret? + shallow sea/beach on hard flat ground [DAY RESIDUE: swimming pool], I with friend see a sea urchin and point it out, there is a weird thing with long tentacles like a plant? I can't figure out but notice it, the friend wades out into the shallow water now it's sandy there are some anemones, back to hard flat ground, I go out into water as well trying not to get my feet wet, see a beautiful blue chunk of stone and decide this is "turquoise crystal" !! very excited and my friend and I start excavating chunks from this beautiful stone. A bit to the side along a low wall of rocks I see a plaque with wording on it. I sense that this was placed here by my mother and I read her name among the words. This is a commemorative plaque telling about the history of the turquoise quartz and how it was brought here from (Italy?). I feel bad about mining it now. I cry at the thought of my mother and some DCs around me are mumuring things like "what's he crying for?" + in house with son, "show me your room" I say, he leads me up on to the roof it's a huge house + pull up to edge of water in car with wife (sister in back?), I see a full-sized cabinet upright in the water a few yards out bobbing on the waves and floating by in the current from right to left. "Whoa, that's dream like" I remember thinking but didn't do an RC! and continue on, there are broken up rocking chairs on the sand and in the water, I look at them but they're all broken, not what we need. The place is a charity where we deposited some of our furniture into storage and now we're here to get it back but it's all gone now, people must have swiftly come here and taken it away. Son has a little tent area that is dirty inside and supposedly really smells bad. On the way out of the storage room I see 4 large grey duffel bags of ours packed with clothing and think "we could really use those bags" (I could use them as gym bags?) and think I'll take one back with me when I return back home from this trip? I'm going through the contents and see my "racquetball shoes" which I do not want to take with me I want to leave here for when I play again, they're colored red & black and have cleats on the bottom. I'm trying to sort through the contents of this bag and there are other people pulling things out and I see some squash racquets and (badminton?) racquets and pull them out and some guy is talking about some "super fire blast" move you can make in squash and I'm determined to show them how to play properly, so we move on to the squash court in the next room. I have a racquet in my hand and start out in the right service box and am teaching them the service rules, I say that you can stand anywhere but you must have at least one foot entirely within the box, I go on for a while about this. Then I walk to the left wall and point out the "out of bounds" lines above which the ball may not touch the wall. "Ah HA, Hmm, OK" I hear the people say. I'm tracing the out-of-bounds lines along the left wall towards the back with the tip of my racquet, and I"m having trouble seeing the lines clearly because there are multiple lines, dotted/dashed, like the lines on a map. I walk back towards the middle of the court and say the person wins the point when the other team does not get the ball back to the front wall without the ball bouncing twice. I'm going to play one against two, there is the idea that the other guys could get in each other's ways and this is an advantage for the single player, but I also think that the two players can cover more space in the court and that's their advantage. At one point I see my jr-high friend DD.
I was trying to get away from someone. I didn't feel endangered but I knew I needed to escape. I saw a light and jumped in. I found myself coming out of a jacket that was floating in the air. I looked inside and saw my world. Then I plucked the jacket out of the air, put it on and walked away. I don't remember most of this dream but this felt like the coolest part of it.
Updated 06-03-2016 at 07:49 AM by 52721
Bed: ~00.00 Wake up: 07.55 Now: 08.05 (totally can’t focus on this due to arguing roommates) Climbing I'm sitting on a small balcony I believe. I’m with my friend Alex (and my girlfriend?). Alex is returning to her own country somewhere in the very near future, but she’s still got a grey Mercedes parked somewhere. She won’t drive it back to her country, so she hands me the keys to take care of it. Sweet! I don’t care about the car, but that means that she will come back. I already start imagining driving the car back together during a road trip somewhere in the future. At some point the keys fall off the balcony. The balcony is on the 2nd floor. I scale down the balconies to reach the ground level and pick the keys up. There’s another set of keys on the ground. I pick those up as well. A few seconds later a white girl with dark brown (curly?) hair emerges from a front door just 1 metre away. I ask her if these keys are hers. I take a good look to make sure that I’m presenting the keys that I found to her and not my friend’s keys. I think she says those keys are her roommate’s. I hand them over, then climb back up the balconies. A bit later I scale down the balconies again for some reason. I do it quickly this time and catch myself thinking that I’m taking unnecessary risks the way that I’m dropping down right now. Dorm This may have been a continuation of the last dream. I’m finally alone now. I’m outside on the street and the sun is still out. I consider what I want to do. I start thinking about watching some porn. I know that I haven’t watched it in a while and actually banned it from my life, but I’m really in the mood for it right now. A group of guys approaches me. They look Indonesian. They ask me if I know where they can find the dormitory for international students. I tell them that I live there. I can’t recall in which language we were speaking. Where are they from though? It’s only for foreign students. These guys all look Indonesian. They mention being half Indonesian, half Dutch. I tell them that it’s cool as long as their passport is not Indonesian. I point them in the right direction. Someone suggests that I walk with them. Sorry, I can’t, I have something to do right now. I think it has to do with the porn, but also with something else. Someone suggests waiting for me. No need, it’s easy-ish to reach the dorm. I point them in the right direction, showing them the location on Google Maps as well. They start joking around a bit. One of the guys grabs my butt. Ok, too friendly there. Some more stuff happened, though I can’t recall what. Aside from people I personally know and who are close to me, I normally dream about white people. Interesting that I dreamed about Indonesians (though I'm living in Indonesia right now, so *duh*). Tram I'm taking the tram and perhaps also the bus. The streets are unfamiliar, but the bus operator is definitely the one that operates in Amsterdam. I remember getting on the wrong one and needing to switch to another. I think I’m with someone. It’s dark out already. If I dream about public transport, I dream about taking the wrong direction 99% of the time.
I used to have a dog. A Bichon Frise. His name was Dioji. You pronounce it like you spell D-O-G. He was 4 when he drowned in my pool. I was hysterical & it was so traumatic. I tried to give him CPR. He was like a child to me because I had these surgeries & he was always there in my bed with me to keep me comforted. It took me 2 yrs to get over this tragedy. I don't remember where the dream took place except there was a table & Dioji was jumping up & down on the other side of the table. I became lucid immediately. I asked him if he was okay. He stopped jumping up & down & sat on his hind legs with his paws on the table & smile at me. I felt this complete calm come over me & I felt he was telling me telepathically yes I'm okay. After that I woke up feeling calm & serene. Meesha cat came up to me & I felt like Dioji had approved of me finally sharing my love with another animal.... Right after he died both my husband & I kept seeing him in our house in the same place at the foot of our bed in front of the drawer wear we put his ashes. I'd classify this dream as a visitation. Also on the night before this happened I prayed to my grandmother about when I die I want to see Dioji first & I've never had a dream about him since he died, or at least not that I recall so it wouldn't have been significant if he did because I would remember a something that appeared to be a visitation.[/COLOR] Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Explanation of details-Blue Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown
I'm on a train. There are many people around. One of them is Alfred, an online friend I haven't spoken to in years. I'm in his room and notice the tiny paper swords he's made on his bedside table. There's a chat room in which many people on the train are chatting. Some idiot starts spamming massive photos in the chat making me lose where I am in the list of messages. I try to scroll through them but there are too many. They are silly pictures of the people on the train. I decide to unfriend some of the people who did this. One of them is called the reverse of one of my old online pseudonyms, to mock me I guess. I know I wouldn't delete Alfred because he's an old friend. There are some girls, upstairs perhaps. We're talking about seeing ghosts and such. I tell them I've seen a lot of stuff and they seem to think a person needs to be on drugs to see anything like that but I know better. I think there is a ghost on the train.
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