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December 22, 2010

Warcraft healing (LD)
Short fragment involving playing Warcraft in my dream. I actually wanted to do something else, as this dream felt very taxing and tiring. But, I told myself that by letting this play out, it would somehow benefit the game in waking life. And so, I continued the series of dream quests I was doing. I don't remember too much specific about them, but in hindsight, I wonder if my brain was trying to solve something in regards to healing, which I've been finding very stressful and un-fun lately.

Chaotic inner world (LD)
I'm hanging out with my friend, Sherry. It was all very abrupt, but Sherry, suddenly finds herself in the jaws of a very big werewolf. Like... a massive werewolf. I called for help... but somewhere during this call, it transitioned that I'm the one instead who was being nommed by this werewolf.

Once free from the wolf (who vanished), I started making my getaway. I noted that there weren't any bite marks on me, but I was moving painfully and slow. I wondered if it was some kind of paralytic poison? I kept hobbling along. Out on the street, I figured I'd catch a bus so I could move a bit faster. I saw one come along, and it did a U-turn just before it reached me, to pick up passengers on the other side of the road. Another bus behind it, I told the dream, "Stop here," and pointed to the ground in front of me. The bus drove past.

Fed up, I started walking. I was in amongst what could have passed as the Tacky Disco parade. People were dressed up in all sorts. But as I walked, I lost the paralysis. I remembered that I actually did have a goal to accomplish today. To get to my inner world. I shouted out into my dream, "Please, help me get to my inner world, please!!" I probably didn't need to say please twice. I wondered what I should do? I saw that I happened to be on a hill, and below, were houses. So I pushed off the ground to fly to them, but I merely drifted instead. I didn't fight it, and landed on a muddy patch of dirt. I heard a cell phone ring. I carry a cell phone in my shirt pocket at work (IWL), so I checked there. Nothing. Pants pockets? Nothing. So, I held my hand up to my ear and answered a pretend cell. That worked I can't remember the conversation, but it seemed like I had helped someone with a work related issue.

I looked around at the houses. My inner world was supposed to be a beach house, last I remembered. None of these houses look very beachy, and this neighbourhood didn't even look like mine, but I figured I would go exploring.

I opened the door to the first house (not locked). Inside, were gorgeous mahogany walls and floors. There was a pink area rug, and the whole thing felt very Victorian. But, it didn't feel like mine. I didn't walk in very far, but I did happen to catch a glimpse of a woman cooking in the kitchen. I decided to quickly leave before she saw someone invading her home. I got this feeling she already knew I was there, and was just pretending she didn't see me.

I walked down the block a short distance. I saw a classy looking bungalow, and next door was a salmon coloured two story. I went into the salmon coloured house, first. Inside, was a stark white staircase, with a pink trim. This seems more like me! I instantly knew this house was mine. But as I climbed the steps, they morphed into green metal that curled and twisted in an indescribable way. I love dream houses with crazy features, so this really pleased me. I noticed the stairs ran the levels of the house... like same set from basement to 2nd story. I decided to explore the basement, first.

I entered a room that had beds... it was blue, and kind of fish themed. And many beds... attached right out from the walls, in bunk beds. In the corner, was a changing table for a baby. And in the centre of the room, on the middle bed, sat a boy with blond hair. "Would you look at this room?!" I exclaimed to him.

"Serenity..." he said.

"There's beds everywhere!!" I continued.

"Serenity," the boy said a bit more urgently. I stopped. I looked at him. I noticed his hair and face. He looked like a very young Danny, from pictures I've seen of him.

"Is your name... Danny?" I asked him. The boy nodded.

"Danny! I missed you!! Why are you just a young kid right now?"

"I can appear in any age, any form," he told me. "Do you know where we are?" he asked.

"My inner world," I answered. He nodded, pleased.

My cell phone rang. I tried to ignore it, so I could ask Danny more questions. But it was persistent. "Better get that," he said.

Frustrated, I picked up the phone (which was a real one this time) and shouted, "WHAT?!!!" into it. The person on the other end just kind of stammered. "Look, I'm sorry... Just tell me your issue," I said, but still sounded impatient. The person was silent. I hung up. "Sorry about that," I said to Danny. He waved it off. But then, through my phone, I could hear a baby crying. "I can't ignore that, even if it is a dream," I told him.

"We should go find him," Danny said.

I then noticed the room had changed. "There was a baby table in the corner here..." I said. "Can't I make it change back?"

"Well, if not, we'll have to just start looking," he said.

And so, we did. Upstairs, we passed by the front hall. I asked Danny, "Hey, couldn't you age yourself to appear a bit older?" I was looking the other way when I asked him. When I finished the question, I looked back and saw he already had done. I thumped against the wall in surprise, and Danny gave me a sarky grin.

I noticed people clamouring at the front door. They all wanted to see Danny. "Can't we just get rid of them?" I asked.

"I'll try," Danny said. And we both started shouting at people to come back later. But then these two guys just walked right in. One looked like Willie Nelson, the other looked like Noel Gallagher. And they seemed to know Danny. He looked back at me (now looking a little bit older again) apologetically.

They started egging him on about bringing a girl home or something, but they never met me. "Willie Nelson" was saying how I was super normal looking, not like a model. "Not like that's a bad thing or something, but she's just so normal..."

I was offended by this remark, so I said, "You two dufuses aren't much to look at, either!"

I heard Danny burst out laughing, and the dream faded.

I tried to DEILD, but no luck.

December 18, 2010

So, this dream is sort of hard to re-tell, because it is soooo long. I fell asleep around 8pm and woke up at 10:22pm, so there's a lot to remember.

Starts out non-lucid. I'm working part-time at this basement salon with these two girls, around my age. But, as they were dying my hair, it was taking so long, I ended up living there part time, too. *scratches head* That's about that, for now. Possibly something about my bunny in there.

I remember standing in a parking lot, at night. I was waiting for something. I thought about doing a reality check. I was going to ignore it, but we all know that's a cardinal sin, so when I chose to check, I didn't need to do anything physical. I had no idea why I was here, where I was, etc. I stared at my arms, and my body. This dream was so strong and stable, it totally had me fooled. It was even cold on my skin because my surroundings were snowy. But there was no doubt in my mind. Nothing made logical sense. On to calling Danny. I pictured him, called him, I tried to change the scene around me by pretending that when I turned around, I'd be inside a recording studio. Nothing, nothing, nothing. But I got this twinge of being told not to worry.

Feeling bummed, I decided to go wandering. At first, I was going to fly up to this mountain. But I felt that after a few seconds, my flight was controlling me, so I decided to walk. I got flumped unceremoniously down on the ground and I started walking towards this cliff. It was light outside now. I started walking up some rocks along the edge of the cliff, towards a tree. The grass was a lush green, the sun shone down with golden rays. Over the cliffs was a mountain valley. Everything was amazing and spectacular. I drank it in, the scenery was too cool.

I approached the side of a building, so I went in. I found myself in some very busy washrooms. Did some walking through there, and saw the out-in-the-open toilet that are so prevalent in my dreams. I deviously thought that I should use it, and shocking all my DC's, but decided against it. I was trying to find the door out, but these washrooms were a maze. I even pushed on part of a wall that wasn't even a door (it turned into one for me). I found myself inside a shower cubicle-sized room. Ughhh. I pushed on the wall and felt water. It startled me, and I feared what else I might find. I didn't really want this to turn into a nightmare, lucid though it might be. So I left, and ended up finding the door to a hallway easily. Late recall: I can't quite remember at which point this happened... it was before I saw the stall-less toilet, I believe. I remember looking into a mirror (I always see my reflection in my dreams) and asking myself why I was having difficulties with summoning Danny. I asked myself this about 3 times. But I noticed my lips in my reflection weren't quite moving with my voice. Was my dream-self in the reflection going to answer me? I stared. Nothing happened, but I swear, this HAS to be my new goal. Chat with my dream self.

I was in some kind of school. Danny hated schools, so I really didn't think I'd find him here. So I decided to go back to the cliff. I walked outside, and turned left around the corner of the building. Past the parking lot again, which was now full of cars and people milling. I was impressed with my brain's attention to detail... to make this seem as real life and normal as possible. On the other side of the lot was a graveyard. I decided to explore the graveyard. Maybe if I can't find Danny, I might be able to find Darren.

So as I approached the graveyard, I saw Darren of various ages. A young Darren with his mother. A teenage Darren alone. An adult Darren, sitting back and watching his different generations, and smiling. "Ah, there's a decent age," I thought. He saw me, and his other generations disappeared. But even as he approached, I unconsciously willed his appearance to be a little more my age. When we met, he was about 24-ish. I was confused though... I spent all dream trying to find Danny and no luck. I decide to find Darren, and bang, he's right there.

I tried to ask Darren why it was easier for me to find him, but couldn't get the question out right. All I asked was, "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing really," he shrugged.

I lost my head a little, and we started kissing. I won't share the rest, because it's private. Goal incomplete due to a false awakening. I thought that dream-Darren was influenced by RL-Jack, which was incredibly disappointing.

Back to sleep, I was back at the hair stylists house. They wondered why I was there, cos they had finished my hair. I said it was just dyed, so maybe I should get it cut then. The other girl checked my hair and noticed that some roots didn't get done anyways, so she took me to a chair and was about to re-do it, when I woke for real.

December 16, 2010

I can't remember how this dream started, but my first point of recollection was being in a room with the Beatles. We were all just kind of... there. Then I realized, we were having our picture taken. So we all lined up, with me in the centre and smiled.

Then everyone just sort of wandered off. Paul was giving an interview off to the side of this white void we were in. As were John and Ringo. George was right next to me. I hugged him, and kept my arms around him, which he didn't seem to mind. Then, I nommed his hair. Yep... full on nose buried into George's hair, nom nom nom. George thought it was hilarious, but I felt a little daft.

December 13, 2010

I had a baby in my arms... something to do with whatever was happening earlier in the dream. I saw Darren, which made me lucid. We walked up and greeted each other. He wondered why I was carrying a baby. I don't think I really knew why, so I made it vanish. At first, Darren was all smiles and friendly. But as we walked and talked, he kept walking faster, and seemed like he was in a hurry to leave. I had to jog to keep up with him. I remember him getting in a car, and I decided not to go with him, since I was a little put off by how distant and distracted he seemed.

December 11, 2010 - G/C night

The first dream is natural, the second dream happened after the G/C.

Breaking free (DILD)
Dream starts out with mum and I watching this show on TV, but it was also almost like being there in 3rd person. I was watching David and Marissa (two characters from All My Children). David had Marissa chained up to a wall (I have no idea why. In the show, she is his daughter... although he's more than slightly deranged, so, it could happen).

Marissa says to him she needs food, she hasn't ate in two days. David suddenly panics, and starts running around, clumsily getting some food together for her. He fries up some veggies in a pan and mum and I think this is a trick on her part. He's released her bonds so she can eat. He comes into the room, and she kicks him. The food gets all over him, and Marissa tries to escape, only she's unsuccessful.

Weird transition
I said to mum, "You know, she could have tried to build his trust up more... the situation is worse now. He doesn't have to feed her," or something along those lines. As I said this, I suddenly am looking through Marissa's eyes. I closed my eyes and opened them. I had troubles seeing, and realized its a dream. Then, my vision came back. I was in a dark room, chained up to the wall. Jack was my captor. He was trying to cuddle with me while he slept. I decided that the key to unlock my cuffs I could control with my mind, so I started willing the key (which ended up looking like a triangular piece of cheese, but oh well) out of his pocket, through the air and towards my cuffs. Jack realized what I was doing and woke up. I tried to cover it up by saying, "I'm not doing anything, hahaha, go back to sleep!"

He did so, and I tried again. I was successful this time, and it woke Jack up again. I ran to the door (it wasn't even visible, I just sort of willed one to be there). He tried to catch me, but as soon as I was out, I started flying away. Dream-Jack can't fly, so I was free!

I flew to a house. Inside, my brother handed me my glasses. They were only my reading ones, but I figured they would do. Putting them on caused the light to reflect off the lenses oddly, distorting my vision a bit. Then, I was uncontrollably pulled upwards again. I relaxed, and let myself be pulled. Only, I was "released" and standing back inside my room. Not my WL room, but a room that was mine in the dream. I noticed it was snowing outside the window, at the foot of my bed. I noticed it was snowing outside the window at the head of my bed too.

I took a moment to stabilize and enjoy the sensation of being fully immersed in the dream. I decided to explore the house. I left the room, and to my left, there was a glass door that led outside. To my right was a hallway that led to the bathroom and kitchen. "This house is as small as the little cabins I build for my sims when I'm starting a legacy file," I thought.

I went outside and jumped onto the roof. I debated how to get back into space. There was a DC-girl in my yard. She was lucid too. She congratulated me on jumping onto the roof. I don't remember more about her, but I recall going to the swings in the yard. I would swing and fling myself upwards into space. However, my alarm rang for my WBTB.

My Companion (DILD)
Companions are a term from a series of books about the Heralds of Valdamar (written by Mercedes Lackey). They are typically white horses, and basically bond with one person who they choose. That person becomes a Herald, which is like a guardian for the country. Heralds can communicate with their Companions via telepathy.

I was lying in bed. I don't know what prompted me to do a RC, but I did (nose pinch), and found I could breathe. "Really?!" I thought, surprised and excited. Pinched again. Really. I opened the windows in my room. I'm not sure why, but it proved useful, anyways. My goal was to ask Danny for his help, so I called for him. Nothing. My door was open, so I asked him to walk through it. Nothing. Hrmm I saw my mum, and I wondered if I was talking out loud IWL, which might have disturbed her (totally faulty logic, I can't even begin to point out all the flaws in that thought, but oh well). She came into my room, and I exclaimed, "Hey mum, look what I can do!" I meant to phase through the window screen to fly, but I ended up just busting through it Mum freaked, and I heard her call to dad, but I just flew away, nonchalantly.

Since Danny wasn't responding, I decided to try for space again. Up I went... and suddenly my dream dropped me into the middle of a field. "Seriously?!" I said out loud. I realized I was on a farm. I looked over to my right, and saw some horses wandering behind a wooden fence. I wanted to call one, so I whistled out the 6 notes from Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time (the one used to call Epona)

Put it to 1m08s to bypass the lead up, if my link doesn't start there, already.


So, I whistled those 6 notes, and I noticed a mare with gorgeous eyes. She wasn't white - more of a beige colouring. She transformed into a bird and flew towards me. I caught her gently and looked her in the eyes and greeted her, "Hello, there!"

The bird didn't fight me, it just waited patiently. I released the bird, and it re-transformed back into a horse, only this time it was saddled and rider-ready. In WL, I've never rode a horse, so, I got on, hesitantly, but it felt very natural. She walked gently for me as I figured out how to situate myself. "I should give you a name," I said out loud.

"That sounds nice," she responded, in my mind. It didn't surprise me.

"How about... Gwenivere?" I asked.

"I like it a lot!" she said. I could feel her being pleased with the name!

I patted the side of her neck happily, but maybe a little too strongly. "Hey!" she said. "Gentle, now!"

"Oh... sorry... I've never been on a horse before." I figured in this dream, Darren could live on a ranch, and I should go see him. I wondered if Gwenivere knew how to get there. I didn't ask her, and she kept walking.

I felt myself lose the dream a little, and Gwenivere called me back in. "You've got to keep your mind occupied with something when you're dreaming," she warned me. "You can't just let it idle and think of nothing." I thanked her and we continued on our path. She started talking about ancestry and heritage. I tried to focus on her words, but I ended up losing myself again, and woke up.

November 18, 2010

I was in school... but the exact location I was at looked remarkably like the area at work where the main floor electrical room is at. Don't remember why I was there, but this class mate (DC-male) found me, and led me back to class. He put his arm around my waist, which made me think, "Wow, he's friendly... well, alright just go with it..."

Back in class, it seems they were setting up to watch a film on the projector screen. I was going to go back to my seat, but the guy (we'll call him Charlie, for kicks) suggested I could take one of those empty chairs in the corner and sit next to him.

Well... alright. I did so, and he leaned against me for cuddles. "Oh dear. This is definitely going a bit too far. I should tell him I'm with Jack, but I don't want to hurt his feelings..."

The dream dissolved and as I was lying in bed, thinking over the dream, I thought, "Oh, just a dream... I should've just gone for it and gotten lucky then!" "But I don't want some random stranger DC... I want Darren."

And so, I had an image of Darren come before me... we talked... hinted towards DTD. He was totally game. Not to go into too much detail, for the sake of your stomaches, but we didn't get very far when I heard a tiny little voice call out, "Daaaaaad?"

"It's so hard to get any privacy when you have kids!" Darren said.

"Haha, yeah... It's probably nothing, just ignore it," I said. Try to will the voice away...

But the kid was persistent for Darren's attention. I sighed in defeat. "Alright, lets go check on him," I said.

There was an adorable little blonde haired boy laying in bed. He complained he felt sick. I felt his forehead, and it didn't feel alarmingly hot to me. Darren did the same. He discussed taking him to the hospital anyways, but Darren said it should be okay, but we'll keep an eye on him. Dream dissolved.

November 4, 2010

Sister troubles (MILD)
There was a lot more to the dream that I can't remember. I remember that instead of three older brothers, I had a sister instead. My parents were involved in the dream at some point too. But the point of recall actually started me at this rally. I was in a dark stadium with a class of people. They all started sitting down, and I stood off to the side, waiting for my sister.

A former classmate says to me, "You can't sit with us, there's no room." I suppose she meant to hurt my feelings or something.

"Whatever, I'm just waiting for my sister anyways, and we'll sit somewhere else," I shrugged.

"Ix lakoo dir bikmat," she responds.

"Wait... what?!" I have no idea what she just said.

"Sidhdp ndkksoa djoksfds," she says again.

"I can't understand you," I said.

"Ugh, you're so deaf," she walks away.

"Stupid dream characters," I mumble.

November 8, 2010

Some kind of school part 2 (DEILD)
Back at this weird school. My new boyfriend is gone. Everybody has been having strange things happen to them, almost like they get possessed by something, and as a group we try to help them. We were all standing in a field and about 25 feet away, drops a column of light out of the sky, and a set of stones. My friend (a DC) knows they are for her, and doesn't want to go near them. It kind of feels like she has to, though. We all do, if we're going to get rid of this thing. I tell her not to be frightened.

I approached the rocks and started naming some off, trying to entice her towards them, by getting her to correct me. I was intentionally mis-naming them. "Oh look, it's some onyx" I would say, pointing to this black thing. She came closer and said, "No, that's obsidian."

She was standing right beside me, and I put my arm around her. "It'll be okay," I said. "We'll get you through this really fast!"

In a band (LD)
I'm in a band... I don't remember much about my band mates, but they disappeared pretty early on, in the dream.

I was backstage at a concert, waiting to perform. I saw Darren there. I kept looking at him, smiling. It's like I knew something was about to happen, or be revealed. We meet up, and I say something; I can't recall what, but he responds to it.

Then, I asked him, "Why are you old right now?"

He's not sure what to make of that question, so he responds, "Because that's the way I am." He asks me what I keep looking at him and smiling for. I just grinned and said it would be revealed soon. But I woke up

November 10, 2010

Another lake (DILD)
I dream chained the lake thingy. I was at another lake, swimming with Lily (friend, just had a baby. Still pregnant in the dream). The water was murky and kind of gross. We got out and went to a more shallow part of the lake. Lily pointed out that the water was crystal clear. I commented that I thought the other water would poison her kid.

I started moving towards the centre of the lake. I passed through people who were rough-housing and playing around... I was blocking myself with my arms, as people weren't paying much attention to the space around them. I found my way to this rope that cross-sectioned at the centre of the lake. People were clinging to it for floating, so I did the same.

Then, someone got the great idea to start bouncing the rope, which caused everyone to bob with it. Soon, it was like a teeter-totter... I went about 10ft high in the air, and I knew I was going to be plunged down really deep, so at the peak of my trip, I took a huge breath and immediately was plunged under water. I breathed in again (under water) and was lucid.

I didn't want to be around these people, and instantly, I was on a transit bus. I thought about Darren and wanted him there with me. He suddenly appeared, and we started dancing together, on this bus hrm I decided we were heading to a restaurant, and I wondered what I should order that wouldn't gross him out (since he's a vegetarian, and I'm not). I decided I would just have some kind of salad, and I woke up.

November 11, 2010 – G/C night

What kind of science is this? (DEILD)
I was helping this group do some kind of science experiment that involved me being spun around in very fast circles in this chair, with a group of 3 DC’s watching me. I don’t know what this was supposed to accomplish, but I do recall worrying about whether I was going to yarf or not.

When I stopped spinning, to my surprise, I wasn’t dizzy at all! But the three DC’s were They now had to go out and find “the room with the light on.”

I wasn’t a part of this half of the experiment, but I decided to follow this one girl around. We went inside this Victorian styled home (which are always haunted in my dreams, and this one was no exception). I was in the sitting room with her, and asked her if she wanted my help. She didn’t and left me in the room. I could feel the energy in the house, and spun around in the room, feeling really happy. I felt the carpet beneath my feet, and marveled at how awesome it was.

I left to explore the house and I found her in a room… the room had a TV in it, that was on. The only room with a light in it. “I think you found it,” I told her.

“Yep, pretty sure this is it,” she said, proudly.

We were soon joined by another DC. The three of us waited for the last two show up.

I woke up very briefly in here, but managed to chain back in, lucid. It was really unstable. The two girls were still in the room with me. I remembered to ask them if they’ve seen my brother.

“I saw him, I’ll take you to him!” one of them said. They both got their coats on, and I followed them downstairs. I was having visual problems, though, and made the cardinal sin of noting that I must’ve been dreaming for a really long time before the chain, because I was having issues keeping it together. I was soon staring at the back of my eyelids.

Grocery store (DILD)
I was at a grocery store with Jack’s “parents” (played by DC’s). His fake-Dad was being extremely rude to me as we went around the store and constantly mocking me.

Eventually, I got fed up, and also went lucid from this (albeit, low level). I replayed the scene over; only this time, I was beating him to the punches and proving him wrong. He was eating his words by the end of the scene, but he still didn’t like me.

November 14, 2010

Teeny Meeses (Mice, that is) (DILD)
I don't remember what I was doing before, but I happened to look at the ground, and I noticed these teeny little baby mice on the floor. "Didn't I have a dream a few days ago with little baby mice?" I wondered to myself. "Hmm, looks like I'm dreaming about them again." I got worried though that if I moved my foot, or continued trying to walk, I would step on one, which I really didn't want to do.

So, I crouched down, and started scooping by the baby mice in my hands, to put them into the cage next to me. Sometimes, one of them would try to get away and run up my arm, but they never got away.

The mice were mostly a brown deer-mouse colour variety. But, there was this one baby mouse that was white and black, like a dalmation. He was no bigger than my thumbnail. I put him in the cage. This little shih-tzu puppy of the same colouring randomly appears, and pokes his nose into the cage. "Aww, did I take your little buddy away?" I asked it.

It jumped into the cage, which then worried me. I thought it would start eating the other baby mice (and generally, my dreams like to "satisfy" me when I start thinking about these worries). I grabbed the dog and pulled him out. Woke up to Jack trying to use a cake mixer.

By the way, I think the dream I was remembering was one I had about pet rats, 4 days ago.

October 18, 2010

Took G/C (1 pill) around 6am + 3 melissa pills (the lemon balm/l-theanine combo). Back to bed with a MILD mantra (this is a dream/nose pinch visual). Unfortunately, I didn't take a lot of notes between these dreams, so I really only remember the lucid bits.

I also forgot to meditate on any goals, so my LD's came out pretty randomly.

Trying to find my DG's (MILD)
I realized I was dreaming and walked away from whatever was happening. I remember running out the door and noticing I was naked, but I didn't care. I asked the dream, "Please take me to where Danny and Sterling are!" and flew. I remember seeing all black, but then a white light swirled around. Then everything went white. I wondered if I accidentally killed myself. I stopped to let everything stabilize, but then someone "woke" me up.

Back in bed, I was in SP. It cleared, and Roger was standing over me. He told me I needed to come hear this. I was about to find something fantastic, this had better be good :sad1: I followed him out into a room and saw a person with anime eyes. One eye was blue and one was red.

There was a girl at a table. She asked me if I wanted some juice, but I told her I would have some wine. This surprised her, but she got it for me. She addressed the room, saying she had information on finding Danny and Sterling. I woke up.

Walking down a street (DILD)
I was crossing a street on a winter day, walking my dog (the one that passed away, IRL). I got the inkling that it may be a dream, and I was about to shrug it off when I stopped myself. I actually didn't think about my dog, but I thought, "Well, if it's a dream, let's jump up and sit on this tree branch." I jumped up and reached the tree branch, feeling pretty satisfied with myself.

Fireballs (DILD)
Once I became lucid, I wasn't entirely sure what to do. I remembered a previous dream where I was trying to throw fireballs, but I couldn't create them. So, it's decided. I'm going to make some fireballs. I held out my hand, and pretended I could feel heat across my palm. It took a bit, but soon enough I saw a lovely little ball of fire form off my hand. A perfect sphere hovering just above it. I giggled happily and tossed it. I set something on fire, but I can't quite remember what. Some shrubbery, perhaps.

I realized though, that I'm going to need to conjure fireballs a lot faster than that, if I'm going to use them in battles. So I practiced conjuring and tossing fireballs. Unfortunately, I have extremely bad aim :sad1: I happened to be standing in a food court and I kept tossing them at people and hitting walls and such. But, they were conjuring a bit faster, so yayyyy!

Sailor Moon (Possibly a WILD, with a very short transition)
I was chatting with my former neighbour (a clairvoyant) about the first lucid dream that I had tonight, about being "woke up" in sleep paralysis. I realized how different I am now than when she knew me. Back then, I didn't get lucid very often, and I wasn't aware of the spiritual implications this could have. It saddened me, too, that it's hard to talk about with people in my waking life. And that the real person doesn't know I get lucid a few times a month, now.

However, in the front yard, there came a man, shrouded in black. He started up an attack, which I went to fend off. I decided to use my new fireballs. I threw a few, but my aim really, really sucks :sob: I decided to just hold my arm out where I wanted the ball to go, but then nothing would come out. Okay... what about psi-balls? Nothing. I sighed in defeat (of the lack of abilities, not of the fight). I shouted out the transformation phrase for Sailor Moon and transformed. I whipped out the moon stick, and the man freaked. I used the Moon Healing Escalation on him, and took care of him.

I noticed a cat... Luna! She turned into an older woman (guessing about mid-50's in age). I became really saddened though. She might be a real dreamer, but I won't know her in waking life. I may never know her. But in the dream, we are allies. I left without speaking to her. She tried to stop me, but I ignored her.

Later, at "home," she came bounding through the door, in cat form again. My mum asked me to get rid of her (not in a bad way, but we're all allergic to cats in the house). I told Luna as much, but then noticed she had some wounds. I cleaned her, then brought her to mum. I said I can't abandon an injured animal, so she'll stay in my room. Mum said it was fine.

I brought Luna to my room, and tucked her under the blankets. I asked her if she could breathe, and she nodded.

Dream Battle (Dream-WILD)
I remember vaguely starting the dream out being in class again with Alice, and she had to leave early to get back to London. I assumed she meant London, England in the dream; but it wasn't until just now, recording this, that she probably meant London, Ontario (she lives there IRL).

The dream skipped and I'm running away from a dude. I went inside a house and locked the door. I knew he'd get in, but at least this would buy me some time to find a place to hide. I hoped it'd would be good enough. I chose a closet which had some tall boxes in them, and scrunched down behind them. I rang 911. Just the same as my last dream where I phoned 911, no one answered. In fact, I got a voice mail saying to leave my name and distress issue, and they'll get back to me I hung up. This service sucks. I'm probably going to die because they can't get their heads out of their asses. I shut my phone off and hid it so the light wouldn't betray my hiding spot, but I got found anyways.

Accepting my fate, the guy wrenched me out of my hiding spot, and I "woke up."

False awakening. Nose pinch, could breathe. I believed it this time, but pinched again to be sure. Breathed. Kick ass! I remembered I wanted to dream-WILD in my next FA, so I set to it, but I forgot to have a scene in mind, so I got dragged back into the previous dream. "Wait! I didn't want back in this one! Oh well, at least I'm lucid now," I thought.

Buddy was back there too and resumed his attack on me. I shielded and jumped out the window, flying. He was instantly like "WTF?!"

"Yeah, I can fly!" I shouted at him. "I can do more than that, too!" and I started attempting to throw fireballs down on his location. They ended up just being psi-balls, but hey... they were causing explosions, so I continued my assault.

Suddenly, dude was flying too though, and copying my attacks. "What the hell?!"

"Every attack you use on me, I will absorb it!" he laughed.

Oh... he's one of those types. Fine. I straightened myself out and willed myself upwards, into the sky. I heard Danny's voice ask me, "Isn't that a beautiful colour of blue?" I agreed with him, it was. But it was darkening, and I didn't want to go into space today. I was suddenly back on the ground, and I was extremely disoriented.

The guy followed me, and I tried to push off into the air again, but I couldn't. I wondered if the flight took my abilities away? It's probably this disorientation. So, I started running. And he followed. "Hey, it's no fair attacking me when I've lost all my abilities!" I shouted. The running made me feel better, though. I could fly again, but I don't remember if we fought more. I remember being face to face with him and trying to make him explode, but no such luck.

He had me cornered in an alley. Sensing that I was out of attacks, I decided to try one last thing. "Aishiteru," I said, quietly.

"What?" he asked, completely off guard.

"Aishiteru... I love you," I said. I opened my arms to hug him. This was actually meant to be a trick, I was going to try to lull him into a false sense of security so a DC-ally could get him... I already could see my ally waiting for my signal.

"I love you too," he said. Wait, what?! That's not supposed to happen... Well... I can't kill him now, that'd be wrong.

The next bit is private, but all I will say is there were DC's grouping around.... I force-fielded the end of the alley so no one could get in. However, for some reason, a Scottish bag-pipe marching band went right through it... ??? And the DC turned into Jack. Not a bad way to end a dream, I suppose. I woke 3 minutes before the 90-minute cycle alarm sounded.

September 28, 2010

Asleep by 1:30am

My notes are confusing me... Anyways...

New apartment
Jack and I were moving into a new place (this has been coming up a lot lately. I think I must really desire living on my own, or our own; as opposed to my current location, which is my parent's basement suite). It seems like we're moving into the university residence apartments. I remember us moving boxes. That's about it.

Overpass of doom
There is a pedestrian overpass. It's a bi-level, metal and not very.... safe. It doesn't have much in the way of guard rails, and it tends to sway. And for some reason, Tim was out in the middle of this overpass (lower level), over traffic, and not moving.

I went out onto the upper level to help him out. I was crawling along it, cos the thing was very scary, and I had more stability this way. I reached Tim (who I couldn't see, since he was on the lower level). We both sat there for a bit, taking it easy so we wouldn't fall. I looked below and saw the cars passing underneath. I started to sing, to calm my nerves, and felt the overpass shake, because Tim started drumming to it I shouted at him to stop drumming, he's going to shake us off of here!

We both started inching along, and made it off the overpass, safely. As I descended from the steps, I caught sight of Darren, who had been watching us, tensely. His face lit up when he saw that we were okay, and we ran towards each other. I jumped at him and he swung me around, and he held me tight and told me how worried he was while I was up there. Dream ended

Awake at 4:30-ish, natural. I reviewed my goal for the night (instead of using the front door idea, I wonder if I will have any luck in finding my brother if I ask a DC to point me in his direction? Anyways, it would also kill off the advanced task, cos if they say they haven't seen him, I was going to plant the idea that they would offer their help. DC's are always around in my dreams, so... it's worth a shot). All in all, it was a good WBTB and actually a good MILD mantra while falling back to sleep, but in the end, it wasn't successful.

Breakfast fragment
I was cooking sausage in a frying pan, but not at the stove Rather, I was somehow cooking it while sitting on a couch. I got up when it was done, and Jack got upset that it was the only thing I was eating. He made me cook off some tater hashbrowns.

Theatre fragment
I recall being in a line up with the crew of a play I was working on. Unfortunately, I can't remember much else about this dream, other than this... being with the crew. The theatre walls had dark drapes hanging from them.

September 14, 2010

G/C night. First time. What a craaaaazy night!

Asleep by midnight.

First cycle dream! (I usually don't remember these ones )
I'm working my old 7-11 job again. Both my brothers showed up together to buy junkfood. I got off work early and joined them.

WBTB at 3:30am. Took the G/C. Back to bed, but merely drifted for about an hour. Then, the G/C kicked in. I decided that I should pop the 0.5 melatonin recommended, so I spit one of my 3mg's into 4. It wasn't very even, so I took one of the smaller quarters. Back to bed, and still drifted. Went to the couch shortly thereafter and must've unintentionally WILD'ed, because I had no recollection of passing out. I was dreaming about sleeping in the same position when this series happened... (these dreams are all in one, btw. I kept "waking up" into a new FA).

Call from Dad
False awakening. I got a call from my dad (who works nights), who wanted to chat about something that happened at work. In my sleepy haze, I accidentally hung up on him. I tried to look up his name in my contacts list, but could barely read anything (I blamed this on my terrible eyesight - which is really bad - but even I have a point where I can hold something and read it clearly). I dialed what appeared to be dad's number, but instead, I got this awful sound on my phone. I can't describe it, but... it was AS terrible as that ending bit of "Nights in White Satin."

This woke Jack up, who wondered, "Why are you on the couch, and why is your phone making that noise?"

"I dunno, it sounds like demons moaning, and I can't make it stop!" I complained. (Yes, I think the ending bit of "Nights in White Satin" sounds like demons moaning... )

"Just turn the volume down on your phone and come back to bed," he suggests. I do so, and "wake up."

HH sounds - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. I'm back on the couch again, with my blinders on. I had decided the best course of action to try to sleep through the G/C would be to WILD, since I usually pass out anyways So, I get these sounds of voices. Young voices, like children. I can't make out what they're saying, but it sounds like a noisy classroom. I try to envision it, and it's a little murky. Then gone.

It's very quickly replaced with the sound of a song. It's a Beatles song I'm creating in my head. It would fit in well with the revolver album, as it sounds very big band, like "Got to Get You Into My Life." I'm all pleased with myself that I can conjure up the tune AND the harmonies for John and Paul so well (but not lyrics! I can't make out what they're singing), and I consider trying to record it when I get up and sending it to Paul with a note, "Dude, I dreamed this!" But then I realized that any recording I could possibly make would sound like crap

I "woke up" from this scene.

Collapsed! - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. Jack discovers me sleeping on the couch and sits on me, trying to antagonize me. I moan that I haven't slept all night, so he tells me he's getting up for the day, so I should get back in bed and sleep. He gets off me, and I think to myself, "I already had a false awakening of Jack finding me on the couch. Better reality check to make sure." I pinch my nose and breathe. I try pinching it differently, and I can still breathe. "I must not be doing this right... hey... how can you pinch your nose wrong?! This must be another dream. I should try something else."

I get up off the couch and jump in the air to levitate... and crash hard to the ground. The fall doesn't hurt, but I'm sprawled out, belly-down, on the floor and I can't move. I stare at the carpet fibers until Jack discovers me on the floor.

He drags me to the bed by my arms, and I'm still belly-down, but now staring at the fibers of my bed sheets. I'm completely unable to move for myself. "It's gotta be the sleep paralysis," I thought to myself.

I woke up, nose-pinched and found that I had finally woke up for real.

I was awake for an hour again, so I took another quarter of melatonin again to pass out.

Lucid fragment - Lucid - 2/5
I'm flying across the ocean, through the clouds. I decide to spawn my wings because I haven't done that for a while, and I continue on flying.

Odd rain-showers
I'm at school with a group of DC's. This incredibly obnoxious kid comes in, and I can't remember what he says, but when he leaves, I say to my friends, "I hate people like him."

Now we're outside, mostly just chatting. I notice the clouds are getting thicker and darker. It starts to lightly rain, and I stare into the sky and sing "Wonderwall," by Oasis (although, by singing it, I can hear the song playing full out, in the dream). As the song goes on, I notice that there's a hole forming in the clouds, which allows for this brilliant beam of sunlight to pour through. I interrupt my friends' conversation to point out the clouds. We watch them move across the sky and another hole opens to reveal another beautiful stream of sunshine.

The clouds move off and the storm is over, which makes me sad. And wakes me up.

August 29, 2010

I was having an AMC dream. JR discovered Annie was sleeping with some politician dude. They were getting it on in a car. JR discovered them and had got upset, but this part of the dream faded.

False awakening. I "woke up" in bed. I spent a moment lying there and recalling the dream. I was also quite surprised I had fallen asleep again. I didn't even feel it coming.

Edited for TMI content...

I wondered about the possibility of this being a false awakening. I then noticed that, consciously, I did feel different. Fairly positive now that I'm dreaming, I thought to myself, "Only one way to check, and that's to get out of bed!"

As I slowly rolled over and got out of bed, I marveled about the fact that this really did feel like I was moving my real body. I began to question whether I was truly dreaming or not. I rather felt that getting out of bed would feel floaty, especially since in lucids, I don't normally feel gravity and weighty. This felt exactly like real life. Future note, WILDs may feel exactly like this. Especially when I think I'm awake...

Anyways, I was thinking a lot about this whole "Am I moving a dream body or my real body?" thing, and I heard a voice in the back of my mind, "Don't over think it, or you WILL wake up too much and move your real body." This voice sounded female, to my surprise (I usually expect Danny to tell me these things). It was probably myself; but in the past, Janine (my first DG, before Danny) often sounded like me... I wonder if this was her, again?

I didn't spend too much time looking around the room. But I did notice that the bedroom door, positioning of the bed and my endtable were all as they should be. This made me question, again, whether I was lucid or awake. I looked at the clock on my endtable. The numbers should have been a dead give-away. I could barely read the clock... it looked tired-eye bleary and I couldn't really make out any numbers. I concentrated harder. Does that say 4:41 or 4:48? I rubbed my eyes and looked again. It says 4:48. "I don't have to get up until 5:30," I reminded myself. "This is perfect, I can sleep longer!"

Completely forgetting about the false awakening, I crawl back in bed beside Jack. I noticed he was awake and reading something on his phone. We had a short discussion about him not staying up this late and my alarm rang.

Alright, so even if I hadn't gotten distracted, it's not like I could've done much with the lucidity, anyways. My guess is, this all happened just before 5:30, waking time. Maybe about 5:25, but this whole scene felt a bit shorter than 5 minutes. Still, this is a great note for future WILDs... I guess this is considered an INRALD (I'm Not Really Awake Lucid Dream)... I thought I was pretty good at determining lucidity by how it feels alone... and normal DILDs, I think that still holds true. But this whole new foray into INRALDing and WILDing... when I honestly think I'm awake, it really, really does feel like I'm awake! Further proof that I REALLY need to RC upon waking up...

August 11, 2010

Beatles in prison!
I was a security guard for my current building, but the building itself held a much different purpose. In the basement, we were holding the Hamburg-age Beatles prisoner. Not entirely sure why... I concocted a plan to get them out so they wouldn't miss their gigs.

By the time I started the dream, I had already done my part to get them out. Nobody had noticed they were even gone. I was patrolling the basement and came to the north stairwell, where I encountered their instruments. Ohhh shit! Susanna (RL friend of mine) fell through!! Getting the instruments to them was her responsibility!

I started trying to make phone calls, contacting people who could help me get them their instruments, but no luck. I tried to phone Paul, to let him know what happened, and the owner of the building answered. My employer. I sincerely hope he doesn't have me on call ID.

"I'm sorry, who's this?" I say, trying to disguise my voice.

"Marissa Hampton," the voice says, impatiently. She either doesn't know, or she isn't letting it on...

"I'm trying to reach Paul, I thought this was his phone number!" I continued.

"Well, he's indisposed of at the moment," she said and hung up on me. I think I'm in the clear!

There's this odd little bit where I hear someone coming into the basement. I hear a woman's voice, so I hide under the sinks in the men's washroom. She comes into the men's room though, to use the toilet She sees me when she's done, and I made some stupid comment about fancying hiding underneath washroom sinks. She says she won't tell anyone.

Paul and the lads finally returned, and I greeted them remorsefully about their instruments. Paul assured me it was okay, they actually didn't need them today.

Woke up here to WILD, but it failed because I'm a wuss. No, seriously, I kept breaking SP because it was making me all achy and itchy. I need to man up for my next attempt

The Dream WILD - Lucid - 3/5
I'm in a dorm with a bunch of people. Nola, from my radio job is acting VERY kooky. Slightly insane. Can't recall what she was saying, but she was keeping everyone awake. I remember guiding her back to her bed and saying, "It's time to sleep now, Nola!"

"Okay, Serenity!"

I crawled back into my bed. I was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Everyone has their dream partners for tonight?"

"Yesssss," a grumbling mumble answers me.

"Good," I say.

I close my eyes and I picture the hallway of a house. Almost immediately, the image surrounds me in 3D. "Holy crap!" I thought. "That surprised me! Wow, it's all 3D and pretty solid already. I know I'm dreaming. I don't remember a gap in consciousness. I think I finally WILD'ed!" I was overjoyed, but I kept my cool. I started carefully exploring the house, by walking down the stairs. I saw Darren approach me and I thought, "I should stabilize before anything starts to happen." I rubbed my hands together, and the dream dissolved.

When I woke up, I realized I just had a WILD within a ND. That was a very cool experience! I wonder... is that what a visual transition should look like, when I get there? You think of something, and it kind of just whooshes around you into 3D? Anyways, I tried to fall back to sleep and chained back into the house from my dream WILD.

It wasn't as solid this time. I was standing in the living room, that overlooked another level to the house. It was like this second-level living room was my and Darren's personal space of the house. However, the room next to me was an open-plan kitchen (no separating walls to distinguish the rooms) and my parents were making breakfast. Dream dissolved.

August 8, 2010

Darren's car
My dad and I were in a shop. I could see through a glass wall into the next door shop. I saw Darren there, sitting at a table. I recall my dad was sitting across from me (against the glass), and he was saying something to me, but I kept getting distracted, looking over at Darren, and just saying things like, "Oh yeah?" really distractedly to him

We all left at the same time (including Darren). My dad and I were coming down the right of way lane, and he mashed the breaks because Darren nearly cut us off. My dad comments, "Just cos he's rich, doesn't mean he owns the road!" And my dad keeps inching along, trying to force Darren's car back... but Darren isn't giving up either!

Me, I'm just worried about the paint job on both cars. Our two cars were an inch away from scraping each other. I stuck my hand out in between the cars so they wouldn't scrape. I gave Darren a reproachful look, and he smiled at me

Later on, I found his fan page on facebook. I dashed off a quick message saying, something like, "Hey, I'm the girl from the car, earlier."

Darren contacted me. "Thanks for worrying about the paint job, but you really shouldn't have used your hand... you could have crushed it, and then I'd have been really upset!"

Danny Fragment, 1
Danny (my DG) and I were sitting on the porch of his house in my inner world. It was sunset and we had our guitars out with us. "I wish you would practice the guitar more, in waking life," Danny said.

Danny Fragment, 2
Danny, Darren and I were in this volcano-like cave. There were explosions and lava happening around us, and we were trying to get out. Darren was the one holding my hand.

August 1, 2010
Hanging out with The Beatles
I was on a ship with some DC's. Notably, i was hanging out with a young John and Paul (George and Ringo were there too, but not in sight atm).. We were playing on this baseball diamond.

The baseball diamond had stuff lying across it (was like we were in a storage compartment of some sort), but we decided to mess around in there, anyways. I was standing with my foot on home plate and John had the ball. We looked at Paul and I told John to toss the ball to me. Paul started running towards the plate as the ball was in the air. I almost dropped it, but didn't. "You're out!" I gleefully told him.

The 5 of us walked towards this tent thing. Like festival tenting - metal poles with a canvas roof. I inwardly thought about how much I love hanging out with them. I guess I had some inkling that this wasn't normal, but, I wasn't lucid. I was mostly just enjoying myself! Some DC's were eating at this tent.Something about a girl here, who was lying about who she had said she was. Can't remember much else about this, but whatever it was, it had me pissed off.

We docked at something that was like an indoors terminal (like going from the inside of an airplane to the inside of the airport. Except this was going from the inside of the ship to the inside of the building). There was a lady standing behind a desk in a uniform (white blouse, green vest and skirt) just to my right. I was standing at the entrance to this terminal, waiting. Had something to do with that lying girl. The guys told me to come back and eat with them. I guess we weren't getting off here.