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    1. DEILD Explorations, Part 1: Shooting For a Resolution

      by , 04-30-2011 at 09:07 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I remember being outside with some group. It looked like it was around dusk. I looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds were making spirals. I knew that this was not a good sign. I then saw a tornado come out of the middle of one of the spirals. I then saw a flash of a television screen. The TV said that we were under a "Huebert Warning", meaning that the potential for bad weather was very high. It was called something else, too, something that started with a Y, but I can't remember what the name was.

      I then remember seeing a man in camo, a soldier I believe, stuck inside of one of those shovel-scoop construction machines (the actual name of this machine evades me right now). The shovel kept closing in on him over and over; it was out of control. He looked like he was in a lot of pain. I then remember seeing many people trying to help him get out of there. They finally rescued him.

      I then remember being at McDonald's with my mom. She was trying to order this chicken salad wrap, but without the wrap, because she can't eat gluten. The lady behind the counter seemed annoyed and just generally upset about being at work. She kept misunderstanding my mom, who kept trying to order. I remember seeing the chicken salad spread all over this chunk of wheat bread. The lady finally really understood what my mom was saying. Then, my mom tried to ask for celery and carrots, and the lady said that they didn't have them, or something. I butt in at this point, because I saw some sitting on the counter. I said
      "She wants those, the celery and carrots."
      My mom then ordered a fruit bowl instead.


      ~

      I was at the coffee shop I work at, but it looked much different. Everything seemed spacier. We weren't getting a lot of business. I then remember hearing that there was a tornado warning, and people started to go to the back. I was directing them as they went. I then saw them pass the back room, and go outside, where it was nighttime and raining. Outside was the shore of a lake. Beside the lake was a tree shadowing some green grass. Everyone went to sit outside by the shore. I thought that was kind of silly, since, oh I don't know, THERE'S A TORNADO WARNING?

      Then, I turned to go back to talk to my boss, who was in the office (which was MUCH bigger than in waking life). She was sitting at the computer. She saw me enter, and said something about how we weren't going to the back yet, because the radar wasn't showing anything bad yet. I told her
      "I know, everyone went outside."
      She then got up and hugged me, spinning me in circles. I closed my eyes, enjoying every second. I felt so loved at that moment, like she was a mother to me almost. She started to crouch down closer to the ground as she was spinning me, and I felt like I was 4 years old again, being held in the arms of my mother. It was such a warm, loving feeling.

      Then, I remember some guy coming from behind me to ask about a sandwich. It sounded like Chris, my ex, so I kind of snapped at him. I turned around, and it wasn't Chris. It was some shorter bald dude. I quickly apologized for the misunderstanding. I told him I had thought he was someone else. I went behind the counter to find his sandwich, he had said something about a "Panera salad". Weird.

      This must have triggered something in my brain, because at that moment, I did a reality check. I counted 6 or 7 fingers, with some being very short and stubby. It's a dream! I started trying to think of what I should do. I almost just took off to fly, but thought better of it, knowing that I had a goal preset before I went to bed, though I couldn't remember what it was. At first, I just started to explore, walking around a bit. Then, I remembered my goal: To resolve something with one of my exes.

      I was still behind the counter, and I floated up to where a blank wall was. At that moment, inside the dream, I had an idea to improve the functionality of my portals. I started to write my ex's name on the wall with my finger. As I wrote it, it showed up in the oily rainbows that have occurred with some of my other portals. I then drew a circle around his name with my finger, and calmly said "I want to see A". I started to color the circle in with my hand, and then it was an oily rainbow circle. I jumped through into blackness. I was afraid I might wake up, but tried to shove that fear aside.

      I was then standing in a room somewhere. My ex was right there in front of me, sitting at a computer desk, doing something on the computer. I got his attention by saying his name. He turned to look at me. I rubbed my hands together so I wouldn't lose the dream.

      "Hey Krista," he said "what's up?"
      I sat down in front of him and said
      "A, I have to ask you something. Why didn't we work?"
      He looked at me for a minute, then disappeared. I was then holding a phone, and he was on the other line. I tried to get him to reappear, but gave up and just talked to him on the phone as I got up and walked down a concrete path. He started telling me about how he had another girlfriend now. I then told him
      "I'm just not affectionate, A. And you are."
      He said
      "What do you mean?"
      I started to explain that I'm not a touchy-feely person, and then got no response.
      "A? A??" I said into the phone. Nothing but silence followed.


      I felt the dream ending. I woke up, and stayed completely still so I could DEILD.
      *Continued in part 2*

      Updated 04-30-2011 at 09:20 PM by 32059

      Tags: deild, tornado, work
      Categories
      memorable , lucid , non-lucid
    2. Marine Biology School, an Alternate Past, and Ryan Weirdness

      by , 04-14-2011 at 03:56 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      The first dream I had, I'm almost positive I was lucid, but all I remember about it is being in a forest. As soon as I woke up from it, the details were gone.

      ~

      I was with Kacey. I remember being at work at first, and then we were at some marine biology school. That's where she was studying. I went to sit in on one of her classes. My data analysis teacher, Dr. D, was teaching. I thought that was cool that she taught biology and statistics.

      I sat down at a desk, and pulled out a bowl of oatmeal. I was eating the oatmeal throughout the class. Dr. D taught and showed us some film clips of marine life. When she showed us the clips, she turned the lights off.

      When the class was over, she turned the lights back on. I got up out of my desk, and looked in front of it. There was a huge pile of oatmeal spilled there. And I mean HUGE, there is no way anyone could eat that much oatmeal in one sitting. I commented on it to Kacey, saying that I guess I spilled some. She said
      "Yeah, that's why someone asked what that sound was." Apparently, it made a weird noise when it spilled.
      I cleaned up the oatmeal, scooping it into a plastic shopping bag. I put the bag in a suitcase, which was lined with plastic. I bundled up the plastic, and threw everything away. I looked back in my suitcase, and the oatmeal was still there. I threw it away.

      Then, I remember some guy coming up to talk to me. He looked about 30-35 or so. He was blonde with a mustache, and had a high-pitched voice. He asked if I remembered him, and started talking to me about my dad, and how he had been one of his patients. He said his voice was so high because he had "X syndrome" (fragile X syndrome in waking life). He walked away. I could not for the life of me remember who he was.

      I went outside, and the guy was out there smoking a cigarette. Kacey had said something to me about me needing to avoid him or something. He started talking in his high-pitched voice again.


      ~

      I was with some friends, some people that I'm not close with in waking life. We were all apparently close friends though. It was a group of about 5 or 6 of us. We were at a restaurant, Cracker Barrel maybe.

      Then, I remember starting to go back in time. I started to experience an alternate past. I was with the same group of friends, and we were at a gay club. It was an actual gay club we have close to town in waking life, but this one was in a different town. I thought about that for a second. It was dark in the room, definitely a club setting. We were all laughing and having a great time. The time setting was either right at the end of or the end of high school. We were sitting at a table with a bench waiting for the drag show to start. I remember a little bit of the drag show. It was kind of movie-esque. I remember thinking to myself at some point
      "If I would have done this, I wouldn't be the same person I am now."

      Then, I remember it being stormy. It wasn't nighttime anymore. We were in some other building now, and were being herded into a hallway with lots of windows because there was a tornado warning. My old 7th grade English teacher, Mrs. B, was directing us where to go. I remembered seeing other people go into these interior rooms with no windows. I was baffled: Why would my teacher bring us into this room? There were windows everywhere. You could see how dark the sky looked out the windows.

      I decided to say something. I asked Mrs. B why we were out in this room when there were so many windows. She said we had to be there. I started to argue with her, yelling about how stupid and unsafe this was. She yelled back. I think there was some physical fighting involved. I knew I was getting in trouble, but I didn't care. I was pissed.

      Then, I remember being in a bus, driving away from the area. The sky looked clear, but then I saw a tornado form. It was a smaller tornado, but I saw it pick up a barn. It wasn't too far behind us. I "remembered" when this had happened in my "real life".


      ~

      I was in my room with Ryan. He had apparently moved into my family's house with me. I thought about how awkward that would be, with him staying in my room and my family being there. He came into the room wearing this dark blue button-up shirt with a light blue shirt underneath. His pants were blue plaid pajama pants. We were apparently going out to eat or something, and I didn't have the heart to tell him that his outfit looked bad. He said he really liked that shirt. I thought it looked like a girl's shirt.

      I remember there being some big, black grill-type thing in the middle of the room. It was more like a box, that when you opened it, it started to get hot. You could see the hot, glowing metal. You closed it when you wanted it to shut off. I opened it, and there was some wolf in there, but it wasn't a real wolf. It bit my hand and I laughed, because it didn't bite it hard. Apparently the wolf-but-not-wolf was my friend.

      I then remember something about my cat, Belle, being caught in there and needing to be let out. I remember seeing her running around my room.

      Then, I saw that Ryan had cleavage. It wasn't weird
      until I woke up.

      Updated 04-14-2011 at 04:40 PM by 32059

      Tags: past, tornado, wolf, work
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. Dreaming of Not Sleeping

      by , 04-09-2011 at 11:59 AM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was trying to sleep, but I couldn't. I was not happy about that because I had to be up at 5 to be at work. I was extremely tired.

      Then, I remember waking up, and my roommate, Tavia (a girl I used to work with, was never actually my roommate in waking life), who slept next to me, had left me a note saying she went home because she had a migraine. I was sad, because then I was alone. But I still had to get up in the morning, so I needed to try to sleep more.

      I remember something about renting videos and books at a video rental place, and them being overdue. I wondered why I rented 2 books when I knew I couldn't have finished either of them before they were due back.

      Then, I was laying in bed in my dark room again, with my laptop on. It was about midnight, and I was talking to my friend and coworker, Virginia, on some sort of blog site. She was telling me why she was up so late. She had to work with me in the morning too. I told her I just couldn't sleep. I think she said something about my last close being really good.

      Then, I remember being in the car with some fat guy my age. We were sitting in the back seat while someone else drove. It was daytime. We were talking about giving blood. I told him I couldn't even if I wanted to because I don't weigh enough (a conversation I've had with many people many times in waking life). I remember looking at some sheet with weights on it saying how much blood you could give per weight. Someone asked why you would want to give blood anyway.

      I was still extremely tired because I hadn't slept, and started to fall asleep in the car. I closed my eyes, and the fat guy sitting next to me started to lightly trace my lips and face with his fingers, and said
      "I wish you didn't smoke cigarettes..."

      I then felt myself "fall asleep" and thought I was entering a dream.
      I was actually waking up for real. I was relieved that I had actually slept.
      Tags: work
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. Trying to Get to Teraluna, The Villian at Work, and More

      by , 04-07-2011 at 04:23 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was at work. It was daytime. There was a customer in there being a giant douchebag to everyone. He turned out to be some super villian, kind of like The Penguin in Batman. I was trying to ignore his antics, when I spotted him trying to pick a fight with another customer by the door. I yelled
      "Hey! HEY!"
      He, and everyone else in the shop, got silent and stared at me. I continued to yell
      "We don't treat each other like that here. If you're going to, then you can get the fuck out!"
      I turned around and walked away, fuming. My voice had sounded a little hoarse, but I think he (and everyone else) got the point. People started clapping and cheering.

      Then, I turned around, and the guy was vomitting on the carpet. He was doing it to be a douchebag again. He acted like he was actually sick. His vomit was green and vile-looking. I gagged.

      Then, I saw one of my friends, Katie, walking in the parking lot towards the shop. She looked happy, and was walking a little dog. I turned to whoever I was standing next to and said
      "How much you wanna bet Katie's gonna see that and throw up?"
      Katie came in, saw the vomit on the carpet, and she gagged.

      Then I remember talking to someone about how the villian was my neighbor, and my dad was a villian too, but he acted normal. It was weird. I talked about him going over to talk to the neighbor, and acting all normal about it, as if I didn't know what was going on.

      Then, I felt myself transition into another dream. I then knew it was a dream. I was in the bonus room of my house, and decided to take charge of the dream, and try to get to Teraluna. I rubbed my hands together, and the dream got more vivid. I had never tried that before in a dream. I asked my dream guide, whom I still have yet to meet, to help me get to Teraluna. I started drawing a portal with my finger in midair. The edges didn't meet, so I had to fix it so the edges met. I tried to walk through it, and it got dark for a minute, but I was still in my house.

      I then decided to try creating a portal on the wall. I thought that may be a bit easier. I drew a portal with my fingers, and touched it, concentrating on where I wanted to go. The portal rippled, then glowed with a white light. When the light disappeared, the portal was a golden door with intricate patterns carved into it. In the very middle, there was an eye. It looked like a real eye. I would compare it to a glass eye set in the middle of the door. I touched the top left corner of the door and concentrated on where I wanted to go. I then touched the eye.

      The door didn't open, but I was then in the catacombs of some ancient Egytptian structure. There were other people there too, running around. There was also fast, Egyptian-style music playing. It was slmost kind of video game-esque.

      Well, it's not Teraluna, but I decided to explore anyway. The room was dimly lit by torches on the wall. I ran through the bottom of this catacombs, and decided I needed to look the part. I looked down, and was wearing sandals on my feet, and Egyptian robes fluttered as I ran. Too awesome, I thought. Too awesome. I tried to enlongate my hair by feeling the ends and trying to imagine more hair, but for some reason, I couldn't do that.

      I then remember seeing msyelf in a mirror. My robes were red and off-white. They were very flowy. I thought that was really neat, and I started to dance. I danced for a little bit, then decided to keep going.

      I then remember being on a different floor of this catacombs-type place. I was looking over a balcony that went to the bottom floor. Things were a little more well-lit. On the bottom floor, I could see Chinese acrobats making a human pyramid. The floor down there was white. I decided to float down to the bottom. I felt like I was getting closer to my goal.

      Then, I was standing in front of another door. I started to feel myself wake up. I did not want to, so I started to imagine myself on a beach on Teraluna, with the ocean spray in my face. Everything was black, as I felt the sensations I was imagining. I tried to open my eyes, but my real eyes started to open instead. I quickly shut them, and was then in small room with royal blue-tiled walls that had black markings in the middle of the tiles. It had tall ceilings. I saw a Coke machine on the left wall. Strange.

      In the middle of the room stood Hyu. I walked up to him and gave him a hug. I looked at his face. It was so detailed. I looked into his eyes, and they were a very clear blue, almost turquoise. I started to see the glare in the corner of my vision, indicating that I was going to wake up. I did not want to again, and refused to by covering up the eye that the glare was coming from. The glare went away, and I was fully immersed in the dream again.
      "You smell spooky"., said Hyu.
      I told him that made sense, since I had been in the ancient Egyptian place. We continued to hug.
      "Don't go nattin' on me.", he said, whatever that meant. I understood it to mean "Don't kiss me,"or something. I laughed and said he didn't have to worry about that. I was just happy to see him.


      Then, I awoke. I could still feel us hugging.

      ~

      I remember being at my old piano teacher's house. I then remember seeing some weird interstate exits, but they were only smaller, artistic models of them. They looked like slides with moving conveyer belts, and some blocks randomly placed on them. 2 girls slid down them, and hurt themselves as they hit the blocks that were in the middle of them.

      I then remember seeing some old warehouse behind Goody's (clothes store). It was being advertised as a great place for kids to have birthday parties at, becuase you could put anything you wanted in them. I saw a skateboard ramp in there, and some arcade games.

      Then, I walked around and saw my old friend, Alex, laying on a couch. he was wearing a grey sweat suit. I asked him if he was ok, and he said he had been sick. I told him to feel better, but instead of calling him Alex, I called him Dawson. I didn't realize my mistake until later, and I texted him and told him I was sorry for calling him the wrong name.

      Then, I woke up in a car. I looked at my phone. it was it was 4 o'clock pm. I knew I was dreraming, because that was ridiculous. I got out of the car, and was in a city that was overlooked by hills. I approached a female DC who was walking down the street. I asked her a question, and she started to answer. Unfortunately, during her answer I woke up.

      I quickly went back to sleep and re-entered the dream. I was still with the DC. Everything was black and white at first, then filled with color. I told the DC I was sorry, I was back, and she could continue talking. I remember flying at some point.


      Then, I got distracted and lost lucidity and did who knows what till I woke up.

      Updated 04-07-2011 at 04:48 PM by 32059

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , memorable , dream fragment
    5. A Wolf at the Door, Flying with Balloons, and Some Others

      by , 04-03-2011 at 04:10 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      All I remember from this dream is that I was talking to two guys about shared dreaming, or something about dream interpretation. I was asking them some questions. I felt like they had some sort of authority on the subject.

      ~

      I made some weird apple drink. It looked just like apple juice. I made it in one of the tall, clear glasses we use at work for our cold drinks. I put it in a bag to take with me wherever I was going. I thought the drink was going to taste amazing. I remember one of the ingredients being apple cider vinegar. When I got to where I was going (can't recall where that was), I took the drink out of my bag. I looked at it, and thought that there was ice in it, when really, there wasn't. There were, however, croutons floating at the top of the glass.

      I took a sip and immediately spit it out. It wasn't near as delicious as I thought it was going to be. It almost tasted like warm, sweet pickle juice. I tried it again, and spit it out. Another girl was next to me, and said something about the drink.

      Then, I was outside somewhere. I was with my friend from work, Nate. We went down this path that went down a hill, and came across this bicycle. It was purple and flowery. Nate said he was going to take it. He took it, then went home.

      Then, my boss found me at the bottom of the hill. She asked me something about Nate stealing a bike. I said I was there for it, but I wasn't going to go get it from him or turn him in. She got really upset with me; I think she suspended me from work. I didn't care though; I didn't want Nate to get in trouble.

      Then, I remember trying to find Nate. I found his house. There was a pick-up truck parked outside in a gravel driveway. I remember being very happy to see Nate. I told him about my boss.


      ~

      I was with my family, and we were going on a vacation. I think we were in the Bahamas. At any rate, I know we were on an island. We were staying in a little vacation home at the edge of the island. We were standing on the beach outside the home. There was a man with us, showing us around and showing us the vacation home. He told us to be careful at night if we were going out, because the wolves came out at night. I remember pondering how people even went out at night there because of that.

      Then, I remember being inside the vacation home, close to the front door. It was nighttime, and my mom opened the door from outside. She was trying to get me to help her fight off this wolf that had followed her to the door. At that moment, the wolf bounded through the door, and jumped on me. He had me pinned against the wall. I was pretty scared. I remember feeling his gray fur against my hands, as I tried to push him off. I remember feeling his weight against me, and how heavy and bulky he felt. I don't remember who got the wolf off of me, but someone did.

      Then, I remember my old friend/an ex, Jake, being there. I told him about the wolves. A lot of the time he was there, I remember him acting childish and pouty. I don't remember much else about him being there though.


      ~

      I was outside, in what looked like my old high school's courtyard. It was very cloudy and windy outside. Kacey was with me. I had a binder in my hands, and was holding it above my head. This was causing me to float through the air when the wind blew under it. Kacey had a balloon, and was using that to do the same thing. She told me to try it. I got a balloon, and floated around with Kacey as the wind blew us. We were laughing and having a great time, as the wind would take us high into the air, and then back down.

      Then, I had to go back inside to take a Data Analysis test (this class is on my mind a lot, apparently). I entered the classroom, and it was HUGE, way bigger than my actual Data Analysis classroom. There were also many, many more people, and two professors were teaching it, as opposed to one. I remember one of them being an older man with gray hair. He was going bald. All of the tables and seats in the classroom were white.

      I sat down in the back of the classroom to take the test. I thought I had been very prepared, but as I took the test, I didn't feel near as confident as I thought (this actually happened a few days ago in waking life, though not to this extreme of an extent). I was one of the first ones done, so I got up and left. I went into the hallway to find my balloon, but it was gone. I tried to get another one from someone. They gave it to me, but I went back into the classroom and left it, hoping that it would still be there when I returned.

      Everyone was still sitting down, even though many were done with the test. I figured I probably needed to stay as well. I went back to my seat. There was a black woman sitting next to me. She was still working on her test. My test was still sitting in front of me. There was a stack of tests in the middle of the table we were sitting at. I started to compare my answers to some of the answers on the test on the top of the stack. Hmm...mine seemed way off. I also didn't remember doing the last extra credit problems that everyone else had filled out. I looked, and I had done them. Whew. I then saw other people had the plus/minus sign next to a lot of their answers. Shit, I meant to do that, but forgot. I then was trying to remember if there was a question about confidence intervals, because I thought that was supposed to be on the test. I put my test on the top of the stack, turning it over first so no one could see the answers. Well, that didn't work, because apparently, I had done my test in red pen, and it had bled through to the other side. The black lady sitting next to me asked me if the last problem was way off. She drew a half of a box around my bottom answer in red pen to indicate what she was talking about. I shrugged.

      Then, the tests were taken up. We all had to stand up and listen to the old man professor talk. There were boxes of cinnamon rolls in some of the seats around us (and yet again, work creeps into my non-work related dream). The boxes were a clear turquoise/teal-ish color. A girl next to me opened one of the boxes, and broke a piece off of a cinnamon roll, and snuck it in her purse. I thought about doing the same; I started to open a box, but decided not to at the last minute. I then thought that since she had done it, others that saw her would follow suit, as that is only human nature. I then saw a few other people doing the same thing.

      We were filing out of the classroom, and there were balloons people were taking. I wanted one, but by the time I got up to where they were, they had all been taken. My other one was also gone. Bummer.

      Updated 04-03-2011 at 04:54 PM by 32059

      Tags: beach, school, wolf, work
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Falling Through Time

      by , 04-01-2011 at 04:21 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      All I remember from this dream is being with my high school ex, Brett, sitting on some white platform, and "falling through time". It was really strange, I remember sitting with him and the platform literally falling downwards. I felt my stomach go into my throat, as it feels when you really fall. I never was afraid though. I remember also setting a clock back a few years. It was a white clock that looked like a cuckoo clock. There was a dial you pulled to set the year. His dad was somewhere in there too.

      ~

      I was in a hotel room, sleeping in a bed. I remember pondering the meaning of my last dream. I "figured it out", but I can't remember what it was. It was something about Brett moving on with his life or something, but it had nothing to do with the falling through time part of the dream, it was a part I can't even recall.

      I was then with a whole bunch of guys in a car. We were going to some show. I hitched a ride with them because my friend Caitlin wanted me to see TRL Live with her (weird), and I didn't have any other way to get there.

      I then remember being in a huge hotel room with a TON of other people. We were all sitting in chairs at these little tables. I remember a girl I work with, Julie, being there. I had to use the bathroom, but people kept getting up to go. I finally got my chance, and on the bathroom door there was a sign that Julie had made: it said "16 and up only!".

      Then, I knew I needed to go home because I had work the next day at 6:30 in the morning, but the group of guys was going to stop in Ohio first to drop some people off. I said I couldn't do that, because I had work. They looked at me as if to say "Oh...Sorry, can't do that." My mom was there, and I told her, and she said she'd find a way for us to get home in time for me to get to work. I remember us going down to the front desk to turn in our room keys, and the guy that was manning the desk was telling me that it would be an extra fee since I was cancelling my room reservation early. I was agreeing with him; I didn't care, I just needed to get home.
      Tags: work
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. The Coffee House, and a Meeting With an Ex

      by , 03-29-2011 at 04:45 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was at work, but we had changed locations. Instead of being in the coffee shop, we had moved into a huge house ("coffee house", ha). It was on the square. It had many, many rooms and levels. It was easy to get lost in it. I was scheduled 2-close, and my friend, Rachel, had just been hired on. She stuck by me the whole time. My boss and our consultant were there. The consultant was dictating all the changes we needed to make and all the cleaning and moving that had to be done (very true to waking life events as of late). Rachel and I were just walking around while all the employees worked. I couldn't find anything to do, nor did I really know what they needed help with.

      Rachel said she was going to leave early; she said Chad, her husband, was going to come pick her up. I wanted to leave early, too, but I didn't think I could get away with it without getting fired. I knew Rachel could because she was new. We went into a bathroom with many stalls, and the first stall was trashed; there was toilet paper everywhere. I said
      "That's really gross." Rachel agreed. I wasn't happy about us having bathrooms with stalls as opposed to the small single-person bathrooms we had at the other shop.

      At some point, I saw a flash of people trying to enter our old location, and seeing that it was closed.

      I wandered off alone into an empty part of the house on an upper level. I ended up walking outside and down the street. As I was walking, I decided I needed to go back before I got lost or they noticed my absense. I turned around, and the coffee house was on top of a hill up a long driveway. I tried to run up the driveway, but my legs felt stiff, heavy, and tired. I was wearing rain boots, so I took them off, and carried them as I ran up the driveway and back to the coffee house.

      Then, I walked into the room where everyone had been previously, and everything was quiet. I didn't know where everyone was. I walked into a living room-type area, and everyone was sitting down on and around a couch. They were celebrating someone's birthday. They didn't notice I had come in at first, and when they did, they didn't acknowlege the fact that I had been gone. I think someone invited me to have some birthday cake.

      Then, I was outside, and I think Rachel was with me again. A girl asked me to come smoke some weed in the car with her. I had some with me, and I told her I would. I wasn't sure how Rachel felt about it. We got in the car. I don't remember ever smoking the weed.


      ~

      I was watching some people walk down the street. I noticed that one, who was acting particularly silly, looked like Katherine. I commented on it, and Jarrod, and ex, who was apparently sitting next to me, said "Yeah, she does." I turned to my right, and he was there. We were sitting outside, and had been for a long time.

      Then, we were inside his house, which was huge; it looked like my best friend MK's family's house. We were in the bonus room, sitting on a bed and watching TV. We saw this show that was showing cheerleading bloopers, but they weren't really that funny. It was middle and high school cheerleaders doing stunts, and they were falling and messing up. I didn't think it was funny because they were getting hurt. Jarrod and I were flirting with each other. He was being much more respectful towards me than when we previously dated; I noticed he didn't call me "girl" as much anymore, which I was happy about. We watched TV for awhile, when some people came in to clean the house. Jarrod said I had to go, but he'd see me the next day. Then, he said
      "Oh, when they finish cleaning the 475 bathrooms, we should go get a cookie."
      I pondered this large number for a minute, but didn't think much of it. I agreed that that was a good idea. We hugged. He then started to talk to me about the girl he's currently dating, who wasn't me (he got together with her in waking life after we broke up), saying he didn't know if he wanted to marry her. I don't remember what I said, or if I said anything. I knew I was thinking about the "honeymoon phase" of a relationship, and that he had passed it and didn't know what to do anymore. I think I commented on this. He kept saying, in reference to his relationship
      "I don't know, I don't know..."

      I left the room, and Katherine was there. She was talking about what we were going to do when we got back to their house (she was dating his roommate, who was bald with glasses). Then, I figured out I left my golden stiletto high heels (lolwut? I hate high heels in waking life) in the bonus room with Jarrod. I went in there to get them, and we ended up talking some more. I thought to myself something along the lines of
      "He may be fine with us today, but tomorrow he may not be. I need to be on my guard." I was remembering the last time we were together, and the sudden change that I had noticed in his attitude before we broke up.

      I looked at Jarrod, who didn't have a shirt on. I saw a tattoo of a purple and maybe green diamond on his chest. I figured it was a new tattoo, and looked down at his stomach to try to find the tattoo that I knew he had; one he has of a skull in waking life. I didn't see it, but I thought maybe it was lower than I had remembered and his pants were covering it. I also remember looking down at my legs and seeing how tan they were from sitting in the sun all day. Jarrod was very tan as well. I looked in my purse, and my wallet was very faded from the sun, but my purse was fine.

      Then, I went up a small set of stairs leading down the hallway. I went into another bonus room, and Jarrod's roommate was in there sitting on the couch with a lot of small children. He was holding a little boy in his lap. He said if I was going to get a cookie, I wouldn't be able to experience "this", and when he said "this", he started to ruffle the little boy's hair very quickly. I laughed and said
      "My hair would be a static mess!"
      Then, one of the little boys said that if we all went out to get cookies, we'd have to come right back so he wouldn't miss some TV program.

      Updated 03-29-2011 at 04:54 PM by 32059

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    8. My Epic Night of Dreams, Part 1

      by , 03-24-2011 at 03:58 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was at the mall with Kacey. We entered a store, and Kacey saw a shirt she liked. It was a pastel yellow with spaghetti strap sleeves. She didn't want to pay for it, so she told me she was going to steal it. She walked into the fitting room, then walked out a few minutes later with the shirt stuffed into her huge purse.

      Then, I asked her whether or not she was going to wear a dress to prom. She said
      "No, no one wears dresses to prom."
      I told her some people did, and that I was going to. I imagined myself in my actual prom dress from high school. This was apparently my 2nd prom and 2nd senior year, but it was apparently normal. I wasn't held back a grade. Prom was that night. We started to leave the store, and I was afraid the alarms would go off, but they didn't.

      I then started to talk to Kacey about work, and about my schedule as we were driving (I was driving). We were on our way to work, though I wasn't scheduled, it was just Kacey who needed to be there, but I had to drive her for some reason. She started telling me my schedule, and that I worked the next day. Also, something about me working Thursday, which wasn't good, because I have classes all day on Thursdays and can't work.

      We got to work, and I saw a guy I went to middle and high school with, LJ. He was working, and Kacey was now working as well. I looked at my schedule, which was illustrated with moving pictures. I wasn't scheduled till the next week. They did have me for a day that I couldn't work. I told Kacey that. I watched LJ and Kacey work and talk, and thought to myself that they must have worked together so long, they learned to like one another.

      Dream shift: Then, I was in the woods with my family and another family. I heard a St. Bernard howl and bark as he bounded up from being in the woods. He was holding a section of a huge chain in his mouth. He was searching for a little dog, a Beagle, one of the other family's dogs that had been lost. They sent the St. Bernard off again, and he came back with more chain. He was sent off again. When he came back again, he was pushing the little dog along with his nose. The little dog was dead, and was beat up and had a gunshot wound in his head. Everyone, including me, started to cry. I went up to my mom and dad and said
      "I know he wasn't my dog, but I'm still so sad!"
      My mom smiled a little through her tears and said
      "I know, it's ok."
      We all continued to cry.

      Then, I saw a special on TV about what happened to the dog. He ran off, and a crazy, sadistic man caught him. This man got his jollies from killing small animals. He looked like he was 40 or so, had greasy, dirty shoulder length brown hair, and some facial hair. The dog came up to him and peed on his shoe. Then, they were in an apartment or hotel. The man had set up a video camera. He had an evil smile on his face and a dark red pistol in his hand. The dog was out on the balcony. It was nighttime. The man slammed the door on the dog's tail twice. He kept muttering and talking about the dog to himself, all the while with the evil smile on his face. It was sick. He then shut the wooden, red door to the balcony, and fired a shot through it. He opened the door, and he had missed the dog. He did it again, but this time, he hit the dog in the head.


      ~

      Then, I started to hear vivid, loud, epic music, and I saw crazy, colorful geometric hypnogogia, mostly I tunneled through red cubes. I knew what has happening...I was in between dreams! I didn't move, and waited for the dream to start forming. I felt sleep paralysis hit me, and then the dream started to form.

      I was in a strange room, it looked like it was made out of cereal boxes. It was mostly reds, blues, yellows, and whites. I moved, but it was delayed. I looked at my hand as it moved, and it had a drag behind it. I started to feel one of the cardboard structures. It felt so real, but the feeling was delayed. I decided I needed to increase stability and vividness, so I commanded "Increase vividness!" and "Stabalize!". The dream seemed more stable then.

      I then saw a bottle of Dasani water sitting on one of the cardboard structures at the edge of the room. It was about a quarter or so full. I took it, and dumped some of it on myself. It felt cold. I walked into another part of this strange place, and there were a few people in there, doing some kind of work. I vividly remember a man in his late 20s-early 30s who looked very nerdy. He had blonde hair and glasses. I got his attention, and of course, had to try to show off to him.
      "Hey! I can fly!", I told him.
      He just stared at me with a confused look on his face. Typical. I got up on this plushy couch, and tried to take off. It was proving to be difficult for some reason. I finally hovered for a little bit, then decided I needed to do something other than fly. I decided I wanted to change my setting, which I've never done before. I called out to my dream guide, whoever that may be, and said
      "Dream guide, I need your help. I want to change scenes, but I can't do it alone. I need your help, please help me."
      My guide never appeared, but a door in front of me started to open into a new scene. I was amazed. I think I said "Thank you", but I'm not totally sure. I walked through the door to the new scene, and I was in a bar. The characters from my dog dream were there. I saw a man from the other family behind a counter. To my right was a woman playing pool. I walked in further, and there was the crazy dog-killing man.


      Then, I lost the dream and had an FA. I was writing down key words on a note pad from the LD such as "bottled water", etc.

      Updated 03-24-2011 at 04:26 PM by 32059

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening
    9. Transforming into a Horse, and My Brother on TV

      by , 03-17-2011 at 08:51 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was at work, and we were closing. I was working with like 3 or 4 other people. All the lights were off, and I had already counted down my drawer, when a bunch of customers walked in, and my coworkers started to serve them, even though we were about to leave. This went on until about 11:30pm, when we close at 9pm. There were still people in there at that time.

      Then, I was in the back, and I felt like I looked different. My stomach looked distorted and muscular, and my face felt a little off. I think I even looked in the mirror at some point, and thinking it looked different. I knew that I was turning into a horse. I also knew that this was something that happened to me once a month, and it lasted for a few days. It was really bizarre. I know Ryan was there, and I had to explain it all to him. I "remembered" myself as a magenta horse, walking around in the coffee shop. I had a purple and red striped sweater on. I remember debating on whether or not I should wear a shirt during the transformation, or just going around as a "naked" horse.

      I was then in a bedroom, and Ryan was there with me. He was laying on the bed. I thought he'd be really put off by my transformation. I kept thinking he was, but I don't think he really cared that much. Then, I felt myself transforming. I felt my back muscles and bones enlongating. I kept feeling it come in waves. It was a really strange sensation. I also remember looking at my hands, and imagining them turning into hooves.

      Then, I was wading in a creek. There was a little boy there with me. He got swept off in a deeper, more rough park of the creek. He went underwater, and I pulled him out and saved him so he wouldn't drown.

      Then, I remember fighting some huge, 3-headed flower beast. I "remembered" fighting other ones similar to it beforehand. My mom was with me.


      ~

      I was about 14 or 15, and my brother was 12 or 13. I remember being at some weird computer with a white screen. We were outside. The computer was at a kiosk-type thing. I think it was outside of a school. My mom was with us. Throughout this whole dream, I knew I was experiencing my past, and that what was happening had already happened.

      Then, I saw my brother as a host on Nickelodeon with another guy his age, who, in the dream, was called Ricky Lake. They were hosting some party, and were on live television. They both had microphones and were talking about the party, and about what was going to come on next. I feel like I saw something like this more than once in the dream.

      Then, I remember seeing my brother on TV answering calls from viewers. Again, it was live TV. I called in and started cussing and telling off Ricky Lake. I called him an asshole. Then, I told my brother he'd probably get fired for my actions, and he did lose his job as a host. That was apparently one of the reasons why they stopped doing things live, and started prerecording them instead.


      ~

      I had a false awakening that I was getting up to get in the shower. I opened my contact case, which looked like my jewelery box in waking life, and my brother's contacts were in there too. I said something to him about it, and he apologized. I took his contacts out and put them in his retainer case.

      Updated 03-17-2011 at 08:56 PM by 32059

      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening , memorable
    10. Cat Got Your Tongue? (3 Dreams)

      by , 03-04-2011 at 05:24 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was at some birthday party, I think it was at work, but it looked different. My coworker, Virginia, was there. I ordered a piece of the chocolate cake we carry. They ran out, so they brought me a different kind of chocolate cake. I took a bite, and it was super chewy, like a tootsie roll. I didn't like it, and it stuck to the roof of my mouth throughout the whole dream, no matter how much I pulled out.

      I wanted the last of the cake that Virginia had (she got the last piece of our regular chocolate cake) because she had some left over. I started to eat some, and got one bite in before Virginia and another girl picked at the rest, commenting on how good the cake was. I looked back at my plate, and instead of cake, there was a small piece of a pita. I ate it, and didn't question what happened (dammit...missed a chance to become lucid).


      ~

      I was in some sort of aparment, but it was like a large cabin room with lots of bunk beds. Instead of being assigned an apartment, you were assigned a bed. There were community showers as well. I was in the process of moving out. I remember getting my things together.

      Then, I was at Courtney's place, talking to her. She was asking me if I would like to move in with her, and I told her I would if I wasn't moving in with Ryan. She seemed dissappointed.

      I then went back to the cabin-apartment place, and someone had already been assigned my bed. My mom was there with me. Also, my cat was there, and she had a very long tongue. She kept putting it under things in the room, and one time when she did it, it got caught and part of it came off. I picked it up so we could take her to the vet to get it sown back on. I felt so bad for my cat, but she didn't seem to notice. She wasn't even really bleeding. I even talked to her at one point in the dream, and she said something about not knowing or remembering what had happened to her tongue.


      ~

      I was looking into some water, and two cartoony-looking water spiders with suction-cup feet were skating on the water. A yellow one, the female, was skating on top of the water, while a green one, the male, was skating under the water, and their suction cups were touching as they skated in harmony. I figured out the green one was a scientist who turned himself into one of these water spiders so he could marry the female one. I also knew that he was already dead, and what I was seeing was past information.

      I then saw him as a small fish, still green, inside the water. He pulled a huge fin off of a bigger fish for him and his wife, now a small yellow fish, to eat.

      Throughout the dream, the scientist was narrating a lot of things.


      Also, I'm going on vacation tonight and won't be back till Thursday. I'm bringing my laptop with me, so I'll try to update when I can.

      Updated 03-04-2011 at 05:26 PM by 32059

      Tags: work
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. The Weeping Willows and Ryan Dreams (And Some Lucidity)

      by , 03-03-2011 at 04:38 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      Did some MILD mantras ("I will become lucid, I will recognize dream signs...") during meditation before bed for about half an hour.

      I was at my house. I was signing up for classes for next semester, and I got all the ones I needed (yay!). Then, I found out that the girl my brother has liked for a long time (who claims to not return the feeling), was trying to prevent any other girls from talking to him. I was getting really pissed that she would do such a thing. I then remember trying to figure out when I needed to leave for class. I was very relieved that I had gotten all the classes I need to graduate.

      Then, I remember getting out of the shower and thinking about my brother's situation with the girl. Instead of putting lotion on my legs, I took a box of brown sugar, poured some out on my hands, and started rubbing that on my legs. It started to lather. Weird.

      Then, I remember doing something for work. I was talking to this old couple, and they were telling me about some deal they wanted with these customer cards they had. They told me all these numbers to write in the blank boxes that were on the cards. Someone then came and handed them new cards. One of them said "Orgasm" on it, and it was given to the lady. Again, weird.

      I was then at an ice skating rink with Ryan. It was dimly lit. We were skating around, and then we had to clear the floor because figure skaters were going to perform. I sat down on a couch next to the old couple from earlier. Ryan sat on a couch behind me. I watched a couple skate around the rink, and they kept messing up. The announcer kept going "Ohhh!" every time they'd mess up. The last move the girl did, she almost fell, but tried to gracefully pose at the end of the routine to cover it up.

      I then heard Ryan's voice behind me, and he asked me to come sit back with him. I skated to the couch behind me to sit with him. I sat down, and there was a pillar in the way of my vision, and I couldn't see very well. I contemplated moving back up, and I told him I was going to, but I never did.


      After this, I woke up to use the bathroom, and did a couple more MILD mantras as I was falling back to sleep.

      ~

      I was at Hogwarts. I was in a forest, and there were trees that were crawling on their branches. They could not walk on their roots because they had been cut down. They reminded me of the trees in Lord of the Rings. I then saw trees weeping, water cascading from their leaves, branches, and faces (they did have faces). People were cutting them down and tearing them up to build some new addition to Hogwarts. In the dream, I (appropriately) called them the Weeping Willows.

      Then, I was inside the school, talking to two women, when I realized I was dreaming. I walked the other direction and into an attic-like room. It was dark, and the walls, ceiling, and floor were all made of a dark-colored wood. In the middle of the room stood a girl of about 11 or 12. She was wearing scrubs and was kind of chubby. Besides all that, she looked almost just like me, especially in the face. I looked at her and said
      "This is a dream!"
      Crap, I thought, why did I say that? I know better.
      She replied, with a smile,
      "No it isn't."
      I then asked her
      "What's your name?"
      "Susie," she replied.
      I then said
      "Susie...watch this!"
      I jumped up onto a table, and turned the lights of the room on by commanding them to do so. I then jumped into the air and flew. I flew through the ceiling to a room that looked very similar to the one I was just in. Susie said something to me, I'm not sure what anymore, but she sounded happy and excited.


      ~

      I was working for the company that Ryan works for in waking life. I had a house right down the street from Ryan, and Austin, an ex, was Ryan's next door neighbor. I had the van that Ryan has to drive for his job. It was parked in my driveway.

      I was in the van when Austin came over. He entered the van, and started to make out with me. His pants were down, and I could see everything. I pulled away and told him
      "No, I can't Austin, I have a boyfriend."
      He got up off me and stopped trying to seduce me. He went back to his house.

      Ryan then came over, and was trying to explain some things about the job to me. Another van pulled up in my driveway and started to load things into it. Ryan told me that was normal. I remember seeing a saw with a black handle and 3 other tools next to my van, but I can't remember what the rest were. Upon second glance, they were gone. I figured Ryan must have picked them up.

      Then, I was driving the van on the interstate, and I lost control of it. I couldn't brake and I was stuck in the middle of a turn. I was also going very fast. I tried to stay calm, and I hoped I was dreaming.

      Hey, look at that, I'm dreaming again! I flew out of the top of the van to escape, and flew up, up, up into the night sky. I tried calling out "Increase vividness!", but the dream faded.

      Then, I had a false awakening in the van. It was morning now, and Ryan was there. I asked him what had happened. He said something about the van, something about finding me unconscious somewhere.

      Updated 03-03-2011 at 05:32 PM by 32059

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening
    12. Bird Crap and Cruel Cousins

      by , 03-02-2011 at 01:46 AM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was at work (big shocker). I was working with my coworker Tim. It was a Sunday, because we closed at 8. Something happened, I can't really remember what, but we got into a fight. We were arguing and yelling at one another as we stormed around behind the counter and into the back.

      Then, it was only about 30 minutes until closing time, and Tim decided we should leave the store for 30 minutes and go out on some sort of adventure. We left the store, hoping that no customers would come in between then and 8 o' clock.

      We were then walking down a road by a small forest. It was daytime outside. We walked under a tree, and as we were walking, Tim said we may get crapped on by some birds, and then, we did indeed get crapped on by a ton of birds; we were absolutely covered in bird shit. It felt absolutely disgusting; it felt very wet, slimy, and slightly heavy. We kind of laughed it off after being grossed out for a bit.

      Then, we needed to wash the bird crap off ourselves. There was this shower-type thing in the forest. Tim and I got under it. Tim was washing himself off, and then he washed off my back. Then, I was naked (Tim was not). I turned around and Tim washed the rest of me off, paying no mind to my nude body. I didn't seem to think it was a big deal either. There were no sexual thoughts or feelings on either of our parts.

      Then, we went back to the store. I think there may have been a couple of customers there that we had missed while being away.


      ~

      I was at some relative's house. It was a strange version of my uncle's house, but he wasn't there. In fact, the only relative I remember seeing looked just like me, though in the dream, I didn't recognize that. The relatives, cousins I think, were mocking me and laughing at me for every reason they could find. I was trying to prove them wrong about a tattoo that Ryan had on his back (it looked just like my tattoo, only it had some poetry written in beautiful script below it...it was in a different language and said something about "Beautiful Violets"). Only in the dream, I was saying that Ryan was Squidward (from Spongebob...weird!).

      I remember seeing images of his tattoo as I argued with my cousins. I remember seeing the tattoo only half-finished, then fully finished on his back. There was also a morning glory-type flower sitting on a glass coffee table. It was purple, again, like my tattoo. There were other smaller flowers too. The cousins kept destroying the flower more and more, and I kept getting very upset. It finally looked like just a small nub of a flower, the petals being all gone.

      I threatened to the cousins that I would go home because I was sick of their crap, and then, someone said "Just make sure you leave your car here tomorrow, I need it in the morning", or something along those lines.

      Then, Ryan was there, and I leaned against his chest. He said something sexual to me, though it was abstract. It was something like "I'll add another quarter to my roll, if you know what I mean." Strange.

      Updated 03-02-2011 at 01:49 AM by 32059

      Tags: work
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. School and Work Combined...Really?

      by , 02-28-2011 at 05:50 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was in some building at a computer. It looked like one of the computer labs at my college. I was checking my email and my school assignments. I realized that I had not done 2 assignments for my bosses at work. I figured I would be able to make it up and they wouldn't care that I was turning it in late.

      Then, one of my bosses announced that all the people in the room needed to split into 2 groups, one who had completed the homework, and one that was behind. I joined the one that was behind. My boss was the leader of that group, and said that he would give us half credit for completing the assignments late. I figured half credit was better than no credit at all, so I decided to get going on the assignments.

      I was then back at the computer, and one of the assignments was posted by my coworker, Jessi. She had written it all in lowercase letters, and wherever there was the letter 'i', she had typed two 'i's" ('ii'). Then, at some point I was talking to my other boss.

      Then, I was in the shower, and Jessi was outside the shower, reading the assignment to me. My assignment was something creative I think, and I had to be in the shower to complete it. In front of me was a 11 or 12 year-old-girl. She was kind of big with medium-length brown hair. I only ever saw the back of her, but I was helping her shower or something. I was talking her through it. She got out of the shower, and I realized that I had been in the shower for a very long time, and I had barely showered myself. I think I had only cleaned the top half of my body. The water started to get cold, and I felt like I needed to get out even though I wasn't finished.

      I stepped out of the shower, and there was a lot of excess water pooled in the bottom of the shower. I drained it. I was in front of a classroom. The kids in the classroom were talking about how long I had been in there, and it was about time I got out. In the front of the room, I spotted a guy, Steve, whom I was friends with in the 8th grade, and haven't seen since in waking life. He looked exactly how I remember him. We talked for a bit. Then, my friend Courtney came up, and Steve asked her to get coffee with him.

      Then, I was at Steve's house for some reason, and he was laying on a couch. He said something about getting coffee, and I said "Oh with me?", but then, I remembered that he had asked Courtney and I said "Oh, you're getting coffee with Courtney. You guys will have fun!"


      ~

      I was driving, looking at the stormy-looking clouds. I thought I saw a tornado forming. The clouds looked really cool.

      Then, I was at a local restaurant where my coworker Jessi had apparently started to work (her boyfriend works there in waking life). She was training on the register with a manager, and I was talking to her about the new job while I ordered my food. Then, she said "Oh, are you a student?", or something like that. I said yes, and she handed me a cup. She said something about me getting another drink for being a student. She started to ask me another question (I realized she was going to do this 3 times total), and I realized that she had charged me $3.89 for the first drink. I thought that I was supposed to get it for free, so I told her I didn't need another drink, and I didn't know I was getting charged for it. She took it off my bill.

      Updated 02-28-2011 at 08:02 PM by 32059

      Tags: school, tornado, work
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. Possibly Finding my Dream Guide (Lucid and Beginnings of Astral Projection)

      by , 02-26-2011 at 01:05 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      Last night before I went to sleep, I meditated for awhile, maybe half an hour. First, I meditated on my MILD mantra ("I will become lucid"), then, on peace of mind.

      I was in my family's driveway at dusk. Chris, an ex and one of my best friends, was there, and so was my dad. My mom may have been there too. My dad was videotaping me dancing and playing in the driveway.

      All the sudden, everyone is gone but me, and the garage doors are shut, with the left one being open just a teeny bit, enough room for one of the cats to get in under. I'm not sure how, but I got into the garage. I think I came through the back door, and then entered the garage.

      This scene was very, very vivid, more vivid than most of the dreams I've had lately. The garage seemed to be a bit bigger and spacier than usual, and Chris was in there, standing next to one of the cars. He was dressed in all white, his shirt being a long-sleeved white thermal shirt with a light blue design on the front, and I think he was wearing white cargo pants. I thought the scene was weird for some reason...and then I figured it out.


      Chris and I haven't talked in months. We don't even live anywhere near each other. This has to be a dream! I got excited, but not enough to wake me up. I started to talk to Chris. I was careful, however, not to just blurt out "This is a dream! I'm dreaming!", because that seems to dumbfound my DCs. Instead, I said something along the lines of
      "Chris! This is awesome. This is such a wonderful experience!", to which he replied, much to my surprise,
      "Yeah, it's a dream!", something to that effect.
      I was shocked that he knew it was a dream, but in a good way. How awesome! Then, I said
      "Let's fly!"
      I started to float upwards, but for some reason, I couldn't take off. Chris started to float too, and was surrounded by this bright, white-blue outline around his body.
      "Here, lift me up with you!", I said.
      He took my hand, and started to pull me upwards. I thought to myself "This must be my dream guide, maybe he's taking the form of Chris for some reason...". I've never had a DC help me with anything while lucid.

      Then, we went through the ceiling, and this very vivid music started to play. It sounded like the opening to a 1950's adventure film, with violins and such, like an orchestra. Also, everything was black, save for the most vivid hypnogogic imagery I've ever seen in my life. I was tunneling through vivid, colorful geometric shapes. Yellows, blues, greens, you name it. I felt like the dream must be over, but I didn't wake myself up. The whole time, I was still hearing the music, as vivid as can be. I also started to feel like I was laying on my family's bonus room couch for some reason.


      Then, as I concentrated, I started to feel my body in sleep paralysis. There was an intense buzzing sensation. I concentrated it to my head, and it came to my head in intense waves, making my ears buzz. I then started to sit up out of my body. I got this image of a girl's astral body sitting up out of her physical body, and a male voice commented on it, describing it as "the female astral body". I got too excited, and went back into my body, and woke up, thinking that I must have been asleep for hours, when really, it had only been about and hour to an hour and a half.

      ~

      I had a fragment about Ryan texting me, and calling me his fiance, but he was trying to be goofy and spelled it weird and spaced out the word (it was something like "fiz on ce"). I was very excited that he called me his fiance.

      ~

      I was at the coffee shop I used to work at before it went out of business. It had reopened, and the restaurant that had taken its place had gone out of business. Looking through their walk-in fridge, I found a lot of the food they had left behind. It was nothing that we served.

      I was then at the register with Kacey, and a lady with her young daughter ordered ice cream. Kacey got distracted by something, and I had to finish their order. I took big scoops of this very soft, delicious-looking ice cream and put it in a cone (maybe a cup?) for the little girl.

      Then, it was the coffee shop I currently work at, and I was trying to explain to some customers at their table that we didn't have what they wanted, because of the business that had been there before, and we only had their food at the moment. I told them "It's a long story." I think we actually ended up finding what they wanted.

      Updated 02-26-2011 at 10:57 PM by 32059

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    15. My Old Friend and The Swimming Pool, and a Couple Other Dreams

      by , 02-22-2011 at 04:30 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was at some sort of weird bar/night club. I think I was there for a pretty long time. I saw Katherine, and she was trying to approach me, and I was cautious about it. She was very drunk. She came up to me and started to calmly talk to me, though she was slurring her words. I saw her a few more times throughout the dream, but I can't remember many more details.

      ~

      I was trying to look up summer classes to take, and I kept typing stuff in, like MATH2030, MATH2530, etc...and none of them were showing up on the list. The ones that did were closed. I was kinda irritated, because I need to graduate, and I need those classes to graduate.

      Then, I met up with my very old friend, Jennifer, whom I rarely ever talk to any more in waking life, but we grew up together. We were walking around on campus, next to the stadium, when she told me she was worried she wasn't going to make all A's this semester. I told her she'd be fine. I knew she would be, she was always a straight-A student when we were growing up.

      Then, we decided to go swimming. In waking life, she didn't know how to swim when we were younger, and this thought carried over into the dream. I decided that she must have learned somewhere along the way. We were going to go outside, but there was ice and snow on the ground, so we started discussing where some good indoor pools were. I suggested the YMCA, so that's where we went. We were sitting on the edge of the pool, looking at the water park-type structure in the pool. It looked like something you'd find on a playground. There was also this one structure that rose out of the pool every half hour or so for a few minutes. It had a slide on it, and, again, looked like something you'd find at a playground. It was supposedly the most fun thing there.

      I was holding this small, gold key chain, and it had two key-type things on it, and a bigger, circular piece. I understood it to be some ancient Indian mood gauge. It would tell you how you were feeling, or something like that. There were two young Indian boys sitting next to me, and one of them showed me how to use the mood gauge. He flipped it one way, and he said that meant you were happy. Then he flipped it the other way, and he said that meant you were sad.

      Then, I got in the pool. There was an underwater entrance to the structure. I was afraid to enter it, thinking I may run out of air while going to it. Looking at it though, that didn't seem like it would be a problem. The entrance was pretty close to the surface, and once you got under it, it was only a short trip to the surface. I still didn't enter it, despite my observations. I "remembered" being scared of that every time I had gone to the pool previously.

      At some point, I did go on the structure with the slide that rose out of the pool every half hour.


      ~

      I was at work, and I was at the register. There was a line, but there was one lady who was standing right in front of me, behind the register. I was confused; was she a new employee? What was she doing behind the counter? She then started to ask me about our milk, and if we use the same brand of milk consistently. I told her no, but we try to stay as consistent as we can. We just buy what our providers have at the time. She said something about her boyfriend in the car, and that she needed to tell him that.

      Updated 02-22-2011 at 04:36 PM by 32059

      Tags: school, work
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
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