I fell asleep in the woman's cabin. Then I was on a windy path with tall grass around it. I was walking up it, holding a paper bag with books and clothes in it. (Primarily clothes). I noticed a little girl behind me aways away and I thought she was a demon. I knew at the top of the hill my friends were there. I didn't want to let go of the paper bag, but I decided I had to. I put it down and raced towards the people at the top/the end of the path. End of dream. That day, my pastor and I walked up a hill on the retreat, and I told him about the dream. He suggested that the little girl was the girl I used to be, and later in my life I realized that the people at the top were the future me and other friends I would have. The dream taught me that sometimes we have to let go of material things and let spiritual things and friendships matter more. Another dream I had earlier was I was at Julliard and I asked if I was a student there. Then suddenly I was in a grassy field and at heaven school, and they told me their music and dance school was better than Julliard, and I felt peaceful. A recurring dream I always have is being at university of Pittsburgh (which I attended in real life), not having my schedule, trying to get to the computer lab to print it out. The last time I had this dream I actually was able to print out my schedule, and then I was in a big classroom and they were teaching Islam on the screen, and I realized that maybe it was a dream. Later I decided it was definitely a dream (first lucid dream in at least two years), and I left the classroom and made the building disappear, through Jesus. Then I was walking in a grassy field knowing I was dreaming starting to explore. Someone started to chase me, I think he or she was muslim. Then I woke up or had a false wake up. A psychic dream I had was I was with my family in the middle of the ocean and Simon-Peter, my brother, was there and he was in a box that went down to the bottom of the Sea to explore it. Then I woke up. A long time ago, I dreamt I met a girl and we watched an art movie together and then painted together. Was a beautiful but not lucid dream. There are so many more that I forgot. I will try to remember them to post them here from now on. ~Rebecca
My recall was horrible today. I've come to realize I've been caught up so much in my chaos that is life. Therefore, with the anniversary of my Lucid dreaming lifestyle approaching, I am going back to reinstate my everyday routines. I'm meditating with a jigsaw puzzle & implementing timers on my phone to help recondition my mind. As a side note this is the first time I've used my phone for the site & found it doesn't allow for color. So that's why I didn't color code.
05-02-2016 -- I'm walking through the BPM parking lot, in the area between the May Company auto center, and May Company, itself. The parking lot is full of cars, and also full of people who are trying to survey people about their dreams. For some reason, it seems unlikely that they would want to talk to me about this, so I plan to just wander past until somebody specifically asks people for dreams that are horror-related. At that point, I stop to talk to them, and am going through and describing in great detail the Freddy Krueger portion of the dream I had on 04-28-16. Soon after that, I walk home to the Hickory House, where I enter and am wandering back and forth between my original bedroom, and the bedroom I eventually took over from Keith. Oddly, though it is the HH, I seem to be renting a room from a cross between Rosemary and Bonnie. I find there are several somewhat scruffy tiny baby kittens in the house. They seem kind of ill and damaged, and it turns out they are part of an animal rescue type of thing. I spend some time petting the kittens, and then also petting Tucker and Keffer, who are also here again, though Keffer has lost a lot of weight, and is now in much better shape. Several of Bonnie's clown friends are over, and seem to be involved in the rescue work. One of them makes some sort of comment about the benefits of a pair of narrow box springs as opposed to one large box spring for larger queen or king-size beds, because she says it lessens the amount of 'sliding' a mattress does. Bonnie doesn't get it, and I jump in to tell about how my queen sized mattress shifts around all the time, but my parents' king-sized mattress on a pair of box springs didn't. So even more clowns are showing up, and talking about ways to help out, and things, and stuff just starts sort of changing, and we're soon in a large stadium-like venue, where several clowns (and others) are starting to give performances that are more than half sales pitches to sell various things, the proceeds to go to the animal rescue efforts. The place is getting more and more busy, the sales people are becoming more and more pushy, and suddenly I find myself watching Billie Piper, slightly slinkily dressed and acting kind of sexy, doing her own part to entertain and help out.
User '101Volts' replied to my thread with a plethora of info on dreams and reminded me of premonition or 'precognitive' dreams, dreams which seem like they predict the future. I'd suggest checking my thread on dream influences to read their entire reply. The first instance of this happening to me was back in primary school. I dreamt that I was in school and walking to the playground when one of the girls I knew ran past me in a blur. About a week later the same thing happened but in real life. I had to stop and stare for a bit, trying to process what had just happened.
I thought about corn on the cob. Then I was running through a path in the woods. That's it. I think I had other dreams that I don't remember. I drank a lot of wine last night and that doesn't help with dream recall.
Recall: 1/10. Another night of shitty recall. It looks like 3/26 was the last day where I would say my recall was up to par, so this has been going on for a little over a week now. I was sure it had been a lot longer before I checked my DJ... being cut off from my dreams night after night like this is unpleasant to say the least. I've tried variations on bedtimes, alcohol, caffeine, and supplements, with no effect on dream recall either way. It's starting to look like stress might be a critical factor, though, and not the way you might think. I've heard some people say that stress kills their dream recall, but for me it seems to be just the opposite. In the past I've noticed that my dreams become intensely vivid at times when I'm under a lot of daytime stress—and some of my most amazing lucid streaks have occurred on nights when I had absolutely no time or intention to practice because I was under so much pressure WL. Conversely, during periods when I'm under very little stress and I think I'll be able to devote my full attention to dream practice, I tend to end up in a dryspell. This pattern holds true for my dream experiences over the past month. Early in March I was under unbearable stress at work, and yet I had my best lucid streak ever, with ten distinct lucid incidents in the first half of the month. The last night I dreamed vividly was March 26, an extremely stressful night due to daytime anxieties. Since then, WL pressures have eased and I've been much more relaxed and mellow... and at the same time my dreams have become wan and elusive, despite firm waking intentions to remember them. Last night the terrible recall was made even more obtrusive and aggravating by the inexplicable failure of my attempts to counter it. I went to bed and set a strong intention to remember my dreams, and here's the kicker: I actually do recall a point before I was actually awake, where I still remembered the dream I'd just had and was going over the details to fix them in memory... and then somehow on the transition to waking all the details dissolved anyway.
I've had this strange false awakening today. Well, like every other false awakening, I found myself in my bed. Still lying down, I tried to recall the dreams I had had. There were at least four of them and one of them was a lucid. I remembered quite some details about all of them, but when I woke up for good I was unable to recall anything more than this. I wonder if the dreams I recalled within the dream actually were dreams I had had during the night or just mere projections that appeared at that moment.
This dream was months or perhaps a year ago, not really sure, but it was a while ago and I still remember it, so I've written it down and would like to share it. (Spoilers for Deathly Hallows - but you probably already have read/watched/heard it by now and WARNING: mildly violent) I was at Hogwarts and it was the Battle of Hogwarts. I became a dragon at first but decided against it because I didn't want to steal the spotlight of the dragon that had already appeared in the book/film previously. I returned to human form but remained with flying and fire magic. I was flying and ended up in a fight with some student (not sure if he was in Slytherin) who was on the side of the death eaters. He was armed with a bow and arrow (despite it being a magic school, where he could've avada kedavra'd me to death, but no.) I deflected the arrows with a fire barrier I conjured, but the archer managed a special technique (can't remember what exactly) causing the arrow to fly at a higher speed and pierce through the barrier which got me shot in several places and I should've died, but I didn't. Instead I let my fire barrier weaken with the sudden blood loss, walked over to him with all my strength (didn't feel any pain, just weakened), ripped the arrow out of my chest and stabbed him with it. I then flew around, before losing energy to fly and begged people passing by me to take me to the hospital wing, soon it was forgotten and I discovered Fred Weasley's death, went to comfort George who was in his dorm bed crying but some random old man told me that I shouldn't disturb him because he was quite upset. Then I woke up.
04-26-2014 -- Odd one, with several parts. It starts with me seeming to remember a dream I once had, that involved walking through the snow in Southern California, and I seem to be telling my sister about it. It was a fairly interesting dream, but not supremely so, and "I recall that it started right ... here." Here being the parking lot of the place my sister is currently working, and I explain how I was here to pick up a package (in the dream) to courier it somewhere, and I spotted all the snow, and started off to walk through it for a bit. [Might have tied into the dream where I ran into the 10th and 11th Doctors in a bar, dressing up like pirates, here.] As I continue to tell my sister about the dream, I follow her into her work place (which somewhat resembles the 3M Dental warehouse). There's tight security, but she has no problem getting me in. We are wandering through the office area, me still telling her about the dream. We soon find ourselves standing in front of a strange cross between a vending machine and a weird sort of robotic Santa Claus giving out candy, and for some reason we are trying to empty the thing out, taking all the candy. Most of it we are just putting into a basket that everybody can take it from, but as we get close to finishing it off, I do keep a few bits for myself, including a couple of small bags of M&Ms, and what I think was a white chocolate version of a Willy Wonka Scrunch bar, a thing that has never actually existed. For some reason I am putting them in my pockets, even though I know they will melt there. Melody has wandered off to talk to some of her co-workers, and as I was almost finished with my dream, this annoys me. I wait a little bit, but just when I am about to be able to tell her the ending, she wanders off to talk to more people, and I decide I have had enough, and I am just going to leave. I head to the exit, wondering if security is going to give me issues for leaving without her being with me, but they just wave me through. Soon I find myself out in the parking lot, looking for my white car. Problem is, it isn't where I left it, and I am walking back and forth through the parking lot looking for it, until I begin to worry that it might have been stolen. Also there seem to be some toughs approaching me, and I am thinking things are about to get painful. Then suddenly the scene changes, and I am in a house where I seem to be sharing a room with either Ron D. or perhaps Chris (Kevin) W. For some reason we are literally sharing the same bedroom, and I find myself preparing to take my old wicker laundry basket out to do a load, but I have to make sure I gather up all my clothes, and none of his. Very strange, especially since the scene just changes again, for no reason. I am now sitting in a bar, along the right side of the bar. There are tons of people around, and we seem to be filming an odd sort of cross between a game show and a reality show. There is a very cute English blonde (I think it is the blonde I saw in the latest Star Trek film last night, Alice Eve) who has to decide which of two gay men (both already in a relationship with another guy) she is going to marry. We're all in this bar where she and her friends interact with these two guys to decide which one she will choose. First it seems like the show is being hosted by George Takei, but it may eventually switch to being hosted by Drew Carey. I don't really approve of the whole thing, so I am pretty much just sitting quietly, staying out of the way, but Alice is wearing a really mini mini skirt which is riding up further and further to show her stocking tops, and then eventually even her bush, while a large group of somewhat large and unattractive black ladies are standing around berating her and calling her a slut. I am just enjoying the show. Eventually the gay couple who were sitting at my part of the bar have wandered off, and there is nobody on that side any more, so I decide to move to the left side of the bar and take a seat, but as I do so, everybody is telling me I can't, and to go away, so I move back to the right side of the bar, just to find there are a couple about to take my seat there. I explain it is my seat and I need it, and have to tell them about the filming before they will go away. But eventually they do, and I have my seat back, and find myself talking to the boy friend of one of the gay men who Alice has to choose from, and we are both agreeing this is very stupid.
Today i dreamt i was watching some familiar faces on portuguese idol contest. The first concurrent was cunha, he sang and left. The second concurrent was my cousin vanessa, i saw her interview before entering on the cast, i couldn't listen what she said but. I went to youtube, that was live-streaming to youtube and i commrented: "That's my cousin!" I thought what a other ordinary would think of that comment: "so he think we would believe on that? lets see their facebook. Oh! his cousin is really here on his facebook" i dont remember seeing her singing. So the next concurrent was my cousin aswell named ricardo he said "I love to play soccer, but i'm giving a try here at idol contest" And it appeared some scenario where my cousin plays soccer with his friends on a soccer stadium I was watching this idol contest by TV, but somehow i managed to teleport near my cousin and play soccer with him. They were all playing good, i was playing bad as hell. Sleep time: 6 hours Technique used: MILD
Despite my increased motivation to LD, the recent two weeks have not delivered to my perhaps unrealistic expectations, so I decided it’s time to analyze what has been happening. Negatives: - Sleep schedule disruptions: unfortunately guest stay-over during the weekends (on bf’s initiative) means having exhilarating conversations up to 2 am, then listening to bed preparations, and I fall asleep at 4-5 am. Obviously, this makes it harder to wake up early, and go to bed early, and this is spiralling into the week. - Increased sugar intake: I have been very tired last couple of days, mostly like because of the above reasons, but I’m thinking that eating some ultra sweet desserts before bed in the last few evenings has contributed to this. Don’t usually consume that much sugar and this dehydrates and exhausts me. - Reduced physical activity: have not touched dumbbells/jogging, etc., really don’t feel like moving at all! I probably should go back to exercising, this does help my sleep and improves my mood. Just do it! Positives: -RCs: after registering at DV, I have been doing a nice amount of RCs, including starting the day with a RC -DJ: I keep the tablet near my bed, so it’s pretty fast & easy to jot down any dreams -Sleep recall: I have been writing down dreams every day, even if it’s just fragments, and that helps me remember more -Just let it be: I try to have a positive attitude, perhaps my body is tired and needs more sleep, so I just let myself recharge, confident that things will eventually align -Dream Yoga: as mentioned before I was conducting the experiment, having to fall asleep, while concentrating on a white letter ”a” on the area below navel for seven days in a row. That helps me fall asleep faster, plus usually helps with LDs, so I think I will try to incorporate it into my every night routine. 19 March Dream Fragments As mentioned, was really exhausted last few days, so I slept like a log, didn’t even wake up to go to toilet. After waking up still tired as hell, I couldn’t remember anything. I was beginning to get rather pissed off, but did a RC anyways. I also repeated my DS – there are lots them. If not anything else, I catch the feeling that I dreamt 3 DS, I sit on the sofa and try to concentrate (got interrupted by a phone call and conversation in the process). Dream1 [Fragment]: I am at my grandma’s apartment(DS). She is also there and plans on going to the city center with the tram. I tell her that she will be really uncomfortable in the tram, taking into consideration the way she is dressed. She wears a green sweater, similar to one I had but never wore in the past, and she has a semi-transparent red-orange blouse from a lighter material over the sweater, so basically these are reverse and I tell her that she needs to change, so that she is more flexible in the public transportation. [there was more I can’t remember] Dream2: I am in my first school (DS) and a schoolmate (DS) from there tells me he wants to find our teacher from second grade. We go into one of the classrooms (I am always amazed IRL at how accurately I remember my schools in dreams!), looking for our teacher. She is behind the teacher desk, her hair has greyed, she behaves like a puppet. I tell her that my schoolmate was looking for her and wants to send his regards to her. While I am saying this, she behaves like a robot, doesn’t even look at me, but continues writing down on some document, which she signs, and perhaps tries to pass to me. We leave the room and I continue in the corridor, towards the school gym. In the corridor are two girls from my high school (DS). They are happy to see each other, talking to each other. I remember during the dream that they are good friends. I continue towards the gym and see some more girls from high school. A narrator’s voice is telling me something about the two girls, how the mood of the one was actually influencing the behaviour of the other all the time, or something like this. Dream 3 [DS recall only] – I am sure that I dreamt the guy from high school, that I called main DC in the previous DJ post…
Updated 03-19-2013 at 05:45 PM by 61764
Typical of recent dreams, I don't recall how the dream started. I do recall a memory of earlier events.. Fragment #1: I was parked in the driveway of a house down the block and around the corner from my house. I have never been inside this house in waking life, or given it a second thought. I was mentally reviewing items I had packed into a bag for a trip. A trip to what I thought of as the "Lake House" -I recall my GF was going with me, and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. She was not in the dream directly. I sat there in my car, making a mental inventory of all the items I packed. [There are additional elements of this dream I won't be posting.] Fragment #2: My garage was flooding with at least 6-inches of clear aqua colored water. I was trying to get something out of the trunk of the car that was (strangely) parked there. Suddenly this Mallard Duck comes gliding across the water towards me. He tries nipping at my fingers. I thought, "This is what I get for feeding the ducks." I apparently had done so earlier in this dream. -I don't feed ducks in waking life. Both fragments include memories of larger dreams. These could be false memories, but it's equally possible that I did recall the start of those dreams while I was dreaming. I do have dreams about lake houses from time to time, but I don't recall any dream in which I was packing for the trip. I'm at the stage where I don't recall dreams unless I sleep for 10-hours. I rarely sleep for more than 7-hours, so basically I don't remember any full length dreams whatsoever these days. I have recalled a few odd fragments. One dream that was annoying to the point that I wanted to forget it, and I did. There have been a few vague recalls of epic locations, but lost due to multiple morning alarms going off for work.
Updated 02-11-2013 at 08:40 AM by 32174
'twas interesting I step into my school in a dark green suit which would normally as that's my regular wear but I don't own a green suit and I come across a figure in a hoodie whose face was to dark under the shadow to see. He was starting to approached me and his eyes glowed orange as he stepped closer, his eyes started to grow brighter and glowing orange claws sprung forth from is hands. He started to dash about 6 ft away from me when a larger figure came out of nowhere and blindsided the poor orange fellow.This man's eye's emanated a neon blue color There's more but I feel like this is enough for anyone to get the jist of the dream, this wasn't lucid, but, it was interesting...
So today I remembered nothing . I don't if i'm doing something wrong or what. Any ways hopefully I can remember some tonight. -Josh
So last nigh and the night before I Derped up and barley remember 1 dream each day. My alarm made me forget most details and I won't use it anymore. Any ways, I don't have a lot for this journal. Dream for Oct. 23: So basically here I was at like a food court with some friends, I don't remember what friends they were but I remember they were friends of mine. I was trying to find out what to eat as my friends and the lunch people were making Seinfeld jokes (I don't know why) and I started getting thirsty and wanting drink a monster and as I was choosing one the dream ended. Dream for Oct. 24: This one I barley remember this one so I'll just share my notes Doing homework'Checking due datesEverything was dark blueMy friend finsihed before me Hopefully I will remember more. -Josh
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