Turquoise Dreams

I'm off today, so went to bed around 10pm last night and got to sleep in till 7am or so.

I am in Norway and I can distinctly feel that my position on the globe is much more north than normally. I am there with a man that I like (in a dream). He is handsome, calm, nice. We stop in a small bar and he speaks to the waitress in norwegian.

He orders a small glass of red vine and I get a small glass of also some red drink. Only after I try later I realize that it's mulled wine. I appreciate it, since it's cold outside.

I'm watching the scene right behing the large window of this bar. I'm fascinated by the ice and snow. Some people and even kinds are walking on this ice that's broken up into small ice floats. I'm surprised they are doing it, since it's dangerous and I'm wondering how come they don't fall into the water. But they seem to enjoy it and they know what they are doing. Now I am outside as well. Two girls approach, and they are having fun as they are walking on the ice that has a layer of melted water on top of it. The ice is smooth, shiny, and one girl has only one sock on, the other foot is barefoot. I don't see any pants on her and maybe only a long sleeved t-shirt, but she is playing on that ice, even laying down and doing snow angels kind of thing.

In general I have good feeling from this dream.

I remembered this dream when I woke up at 3 am for my shift, but didn't write it down. Later, I couldn't remember what it was about, until now at 7 pm someone on TV mentioned Istanbul.

I just moved into an apartment complex near the bridge in Istanbul. I think it was that huge bridge over Bosporus connecting European part of Istanbul with Asian part. I was thinking about this bridge and the cityl just last few days. How much I liked Istanbul and how much fun it would have been to walk across that bridge on foot, like I did with Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco.

I started walking from my apartment on a sidewalk, with buildings on my left, and some concrete channel, or freeway on my right. There were some huge channels coming out of the buildings. Like end of a gutter, or place where water runs through. Water was very low, it barely made the ground wet, but moss was growing there and I was worried if I slip or get my shoes wet. And thinking what is the purpose of those channels, intercepting the sidewalk. They were so out of place.

I came to the beginning of the bridge and I realized I have walked too far. Somehow I missed the turnoff I was supposed to make. I see a map on the wall but I can't really make sense of it. I'm thinking that's ok, I'll just walk up the stairs to a tourist center and buy a map of the place. Then I realized I don't have any money on me, maybe just enough for a bus ride home. So I was gonna borrow some money from my aunt Julie who strangely worked there.

I have one more dream, but sadly nothing on TV today jogged my memory, haha.

I just had a emergen-C drink with 3 mgs of melatonin. I already took it once before bed time and I remember sleeping well but no recall.

Sleep from 8pm - 3:20am

I got accepted to JPL school in Texas. It's not just a campus, but a research center and exhibition park with all things space. It's somewhere up in the hills, so high, that they have to carry up even helicopters.

I'm excitingly trying to call my brother to tell them I got accepted to JPL, because he was going for a visit there. But there is no signal so I'm going to wait till I skype him from my room.

I'm with my old classmates and a teacher having orientation. After that we take some escalators down into living habitats, which are huge building towers. The escalators and everything is full of visitors, tourists, people who work and live there.

We stop on the bottom of the escalator, because friend of mine M wants to get a drink. One bar is closed for some celebration, so my friend and someone else pulls out half full bottle of pear vodka and make mixed drinks at outside tables of another bar. I wonder where they have the bottle before.

Then we take a people mover that dips deep down into a wall and ends up at a boarding platform. We need to cross from Tower A to Tower B where we have living quarters. We sit down in nice cusioned seets on this transportation device that looks like a disneyland ride. It has about 7-10 seat rows. The attendant comes by to check our resident cards and I scramble to find one in my backpack. When she scannes it, she tells us that we have to wait for the next one, because this one is full. But it clearly is not, so we feel discriminated against because we are from another country.

So me and 3 other males ask how to get to the other tower and we are told there is some service tunnel. We get there and there are many heavy doors opening and closing fast to let fast moving people moving carts through. They are going really fast , we can't even see them coming or going, just a blur. Somehow we get through few doors, I see those guys running through them, diving through pipes and openings in the wall. But we have to turn back, because it becomes more dangerous and people just can't get through there.

I was just thinking yesterday why am I not having cool dreams like I used to.

Last night:
I was in South Amerika, I think Chile. We are looking at some monitor that's showing different beaches in Chile. We are picking a beach for a vacation. Someone says that when there is a heatwave in Mexico, it's also hot down in Chile.

Few days before:
It's night. We are running through some landscapa that is just dirt with occasional bush. It looks like lots of people went there, dirt is all roughed up. Someone is attacking in the distance from above. I see a hole in the ground. We go in. A huge rock blocks the entrance after we get in. We walk through some tunnels dug in the soil, it's pretty well lit with yellow light from unknown source. I have a feeling it's headqarters of resistance against alien invasion.

2.1.2016

Last night shift from 5-10pm

Slept from 2am-9am

[Yesterday I read a book about Just Paying attention. So I was doing it most of the day, trying to keep my attention on what I was doing. For ex. I was carrying a box, so I would say: I'm looking at my hands, I have black gloves on, I have a box, I'm walking, looking around, there are people, are these DCs, HI DC!, ... and just basically noticing things around me and acknowledging them.]

Woke up with memory of a DILD.

I am with some people when I realize I should be dreaming and lucid. I count my fingers but I decide I'm not dreaming. Immediately after that I KNOW I am ALWAYS dreaming and lucid so I recount.

I count one by one, all the way to 12 on my left hand, to make a show for those people. I'm amazed, because every one of my fingers is dressed in pyjamas. Light blue with some toys and teddies like a baby's soft flanel pyjama. When I come to 12, people are also amazed.

I walk to the window and tell them "Now I'm gonna do what I always do when lucid. I'm going for a flight". And I jump out the window.

I'm flying superman style (I normally fly in standing up position, kinda like a hummingbird) over some sand. I realize I wanted to see the Lencois Sand Dunes in Brazil.

So I bank left and there they are.

One lake is more beautiful than the other. All different colors and shapes.

Turqoise, green, blue. I can hear myself go "uuuuuu" and "aaaah" and I'm surprised and amazed at such beauty.

Little further down, also in sand dunes are some low, elongated openings to the underground. It seem to me that those are the ends of lava tubes where lava was coming out from. Not sure why, because they don't look like it. (I have been to a real one on the Big Island of Hawaii).

After all this I write down the 12 fingers, the lakes and I feel especially important part is how I realized that I am ALWAYS DREAMING. I knew I'm writing this down in a dream but I was hoping it will help me remember after I wake up. (This is second time I done this)

12.06.15

I worked yesterday, had night off today and tomorrow

I'm told that I can move to an island off of Sweden. It's a manmade island made of wood. I'm under water, coming up to surface. There is lots of seaweed and light is filtered by them. I'm only few feet under the surface. I'm watching the bubbles rise, how the seaweed is moving with the waves and some sea slug on a large leaf. I'm amazed. I come up and see a large rectangular island that looks like a pontoon.

Next I'm on the island and i feel sand under my feet. It's hard to believe that it's all on wood, because sand seems to be deep.

Someone needs to poop, so they squat behind some drift wood. They cover it with showel and sand. I wonder if someone makes a hole next to it and they showel sand on it, if they uncover the old poop 0_0.

11.07.15

sleep 3:45pm-10pm

Finally recall.

I'm somewhere in US with my mom. She says we are going somewhere to see our family. So I buy a plane ticket.

Sitting on an airplane. Window seat. I notice that it's rather comfortable. After you squeeze into your row, the seat itself is larger and more comfy than on other planes. I realize it's because this is a smaller plane.

Somehow I don't know where we are going. We just landed and are taxiing to the airport building. Going under few bridges that look like tunnels. I tell my mom this looks like tunnels in town where we live in europe. Just then I glance a city in the distance and it's New York. I tell her "we are in NY, NY!" Is that where we were going? She says yes, so I'm like cool, I got the right plane ticket.

Some people are getting off, so is my mom. I get up an start walking to the door, but stop to grab a in-flight magazine to learn what type of an airplane this is so I can travel with same one next time. I'm only few seconds behind others, but by the time I get to the door, flight attendant just closed it. I say I'm getting off, so she opens it and I quickly walk out.

There is no airport building, only a dirt field. I look back and there is a chain link fence with small, faded metal sign saying the name of the airport. I'm trying to make it out and remember it. The last part of the name is ...Field.

We walk into some small bar. My mom shows the barkeep a map and asks him how to get to the marked address. It's a crossing of 2 streets. Barkeep writes down few bus line names. A bus arrives outside and leaves. I say there was a bus, but he says we should take a tour bus line, otherwise the bus driver may get mad.

I look at the map. My mom keeps mentioning we need to get to Bonaventura. But the name of 2 cross streets is different. Then I remember that Bonaventura is a name of the building her mom's sister lives. We are going to visit her. I saw the building on the google. It's very nice, with a doorman and all.

2.
We are sitting at the table as guests on come cooking competition. There are 4 kitchens for the competitors. They have teams of 4-5 people. My mom is asking them a lots of questions just to be annoying. I tell her to stop, they need to think what they gonna cook. When she doesn't stop, I walk up to the group of judges and I wait for them to finish evaluating before I tell them about mom. They say it's time to leave anyway. My mom is not happy, but I tell her that guests are allowed to stay only for first half anyway.

10.26.15

This was yesterday during afternoon sleep, before my nightshift. Last day of nightshifts, as today I'm starting day - afternoon shifts.

I'm in Bulgaria, in a hotel by the sea. From the street it looks like rather small hotel, size of those in Miami beach. One side looks at the street, the other one on the ocean. It sits right on the sand. But the thing is, the sand is eroding and that make the building sit on a top of a 35 feet tall cliff made of beach sand. We are laying outside on towels when one of us starts to slide down. I grab him by the hand but when I see somebody else safely sliding down the steeply sloping cliff, we slide down too.

We are trying to decide wather to move someplace else, ecause this might be dangerous.

I look out the window and see a low tide. I go outside wanting to walk along the beach for a long distance, to look around. There are wet flat rocks where the water receded from and I'm looking at the distance to see if it's coming back soon. Someone points out a channel made in the rock that has water trickling in it, and that is the way water will return.

The whole scene is beautiful, authentic, detailed, colorful.

Now we are inside because it;s raining. It's dark outside. I hear 3 lound bangs as lightnig hits the top of the hotel which now is a huge tower, kinda like the Empire State Building. Someone jokes "3 bangs" referring to some scenes from horror movies. We say it was bound to happen, since it's the tallest building in the state and maybe of the hemisphere.

I look outside and there is a bright ball shaped object moving out of site and back. I start yelling "ball lightning" and I get a tiny bit uneasy. others look too.

Then I had this new version of "looking for a restroom" dream. I apparently had 3 buttplugs I had to take out. So I'm carrying a cheap plastic cup of oil with me, looking for a restroom. The cup is cracked and leaking and I'm holding my hand under it to catch the drips. But people are looking at me anyway. I come into a restaurant looking for a seat so I can do it in private, but I get frustrated thinking how is having a seat in the restaurant gonna help me? Its not the same as the seat in the restroom.

10.17.15

sleep 2:30pm-9:40pm

Just before waking up:

I am visiting Peru with my dad, brother and other people. We are walking through some ancient place. Advanced civilization used to live there. I was wondering just how advanced they were, if having modern type doors makes them advanced.

It's a elongated site as if on the edge of a mountain or a cliff. Lots of ruins of buildings. Everything is in reddish clay.

My dad tells me that when he visited last time, they didn't go all the way to the end. And I should go there, because the view is great. As I'm walking, I look down and I find a 20 peseta coin. It looks old. I squat down to look for more. I remember my dreams how I find coins in them just like this.

We keep going and there is what seems to be the end, but I look beyond and the real end is there. It's a window opening in the clay wall.

Somewhere along this I look at the map of Peru to see where is this site, and my brother buys a brochure. I realize we got there by airplane and see our location to be in middle or middle north of Peru. I know it's not Machu Picchu, because I'm wondering why we didn't go there, and that perhaps next time we do that. It's not Puma Punku either, because I recall that name in a dream as well. I'm trying to come up with a name of that site. I know where we are, just the name eludes me. I know it's not as famous or visited as the others mentioned.

As I carefully fold my map of Peru, I grab another one that my brother left behind and I fold it too. I will take it for a friend of mine who collects maps. I bet he doesn't have one from there.

When we are back at the hotel, I'm walking on the grass field, coming back to hotel and taking pictures of the area with my red phone. I know ecaxtly how the phone works and I snap a few pictures. As I'm walking through this field which is not a lawn, I think to myslef to be careful of snakes and stuff, it's Peru afterall, an exotic country.

I'm asking when are we leaving, because I need some postcards and suveniers. They don't know, but I get from my aunt, that plane leaves at 19:30. I ask her "so, that's 7:30, right"? She says yes. So I say that we will be leaving at least 4-5 hrs before that, so around 2:30 or so.

I'm looking at some pottery that is somehow ours. It was perhaps part of a suvenier package we recieved. The small abstract object the size of opened hand is from black clay and the grooves are filled with fresh red clay/soil. As I'm cleaning it off, I tell my mom I'll leave some of that red clay on it, it will make it more authentic and I like the contrast with black.

8.13.15

Night shifts

slept 3pm-9:45pm

Woke up from a dream earlier and retold it to myself to memorize it. But I forgot one part which I remembered just now.

So I'm in Australia with a class. They are showing us a room where other kids are going to work as part of some teaching/work experience. It's a sheep shearing room. There are some gentle straps to put 3 sheep in and some other eqipment.

I knew in a dream what am I going to be doing but I forgot now.

We were in a dining hall eating welcome meal when everybody got up to do the cha-CHA! dance. I'm about to join them.

Me and a friend of mine went out to see the sights. We come to this drop dead gorgeous place with gentle rolling hills, green, yellow and orange tall grass rolling in the wind and smallish roundish trees. I think the friend was OpheliaBlue, because I tell her to imagine us having a glass of red wine in that place. We both immediatelly drop down and start taking pictures. Lol, I just remembered it was Ophelia, and she is saying "yes, a cloud, that makes taking pictures better". I guess the colors are not as washed out as when full sun is shining on the scenery. So I'm scrambling to take pictures while cloud is there and I watch a play of shadows and light moving over the scenery as the clouds are moving overhead.

I tried to google this image, but nothing does it justice. Maybe last scenes from movie Knowing, where kids are running through this field of yellow grass towards that beautifull tree.

I really wish dream cameras were a thing.

6.15.15

this few days ago

I'm still sleeping from noonish till 9-10pm coz night shifts

I'm with my mom, standing in the building at the border chackpoint. We are about to enter Iran. We are lat through and it's very hot. I can tell above 100F. We are on an asphalt walkway gently curving to the left, with some fields that are getting dry because of the summer heat. Those are some kinds of sports fields and the path is part of some self-guided sightseeing tour. My mom shows me some pamphlet and I'm like you srs want to go this way? There is nothing here. We are in Iran, lets go see some cities or something, but not these sports fields. But there is a picture of some playground, and I thought there will be some gym equipment and I'm srs upset that my mom wants to do that.

3.20.15

Last night bed 9pm - 3:35am

DR
Lots of us DVers? are going on a plane ride. Plane is huge and ultra modern. Seats like in a theater, lots of white colors. I get off to change my clothes and go potty. Going by the cockpit noticing the door is closed and secured, no way to open it for unauthorized person.

Just remembered this one:
Walking on a dirt path, maybe 7 feet wide. Two girls just a step ahead of me. One of them is announcing snakes. But too late, when we are already on top of them. I tell them to look more ahead, not under the feet, so we can see them from distance, ffs. I look and I see some in a distance, so I know it can be done. All snakes we come up on are already dead. Clearly. Either head crushed, all dried up, or other lear sign of being dead for a while. But they were all different kinds and I see some cool details.

Remembered this one on my way to work:
We are in a building and feeling a lots of small tremors. Then there is a 6.8 in San Diego. I see it written on some sign.

3.16.15

Last night bed 9pm - 5:04am for WBTB

Israeli suq
I'm walking through a bazaar in Israel. It's covered, like the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, but not as nice or large. It has halls with different items. I find one with gifts, one with food or meat, and when I get to one with animals, I quickly turn back to find something else. Everything has signs on a cardboard paper in hebrew or english and also arabic scribbled on it. I can tell arabic is secondary language here. I realize it's not easy to orient ourself there. I see a sign that has a map of all the halls with merchandise. Most of the merchants there are old men and they are looking at me as I don't belong. Sure, white and girl, I do feel bit uneasy.

2.28.15

Last night bed 7pm-3:20am

FA at 3:20
I set my coffee maker on auto, to start brewing at 3:20. I wake up to it brewing. My cat jumped on the bed as usually, I'm petting him and saying I have to get up now. But I lounge, and I guess fall asleep again for a second I wake up, and keep petting my cat, thinking it's time to get up coz coffee alarm. Then I hear it brewing. It happens normally, that after it finishis brewing, it still keeps heating up unless shut off, and it makes a few brewing sounds after done. So I'm thinking that's what's happening. But no, it starts to brew normally. I'm like whoa, FA, damned. I REALLY have to start RCing EVERY TIME I WAKE UP.

Monster in Romania
This was quite long and detailed, vivid. I retold it every time I woke up, but still, many details were lost by now.

I'm outside of a modern building, looking at a billboard. There is a head of a monster on it. Some kind of a dinosaur with thing on the head that looks like hair on one of the characters in Babylon5.

Funny thing, because I tried to explain that hair to someone in the dream, but all I could say that it's perpendicular to the head, stiff hair like (and I just now remembered the name - Lando from Babylon5).

Now I'm inside of that modern building. It's one story, lots of glass. We are in the visitors vestibule and we see through glass walls into the control center with lots of controlls and blinking lights. I know it's all a deceipt. This is the place where they defeated that monster and they are keeping it either alive or dead there, but the danger is not gone. They don't have it under full control.

So now the monster has escaped. We are running all over the place outside, and this is going on for a while.

Snake
I'm looking at my cat sitting outside. Suddenly I realize a huge snake is looking at him, just from few feet away. He is beautiful, yellow and bright green. His head is huge, with big yellow eyes. I wave my arms and start throwing small pebbles in his direction so he knows he is found out and so he goes away.

12.29.14

Last night bed 10ish - 8:30ish

Woke up few times last night, recalling dreams, and retelling them each time so I imprint them on waking life memory.

DR1

I'm traveling in a tour bus on a busy street in Bangkok. Side streets are rather narrow, full of small shops and people. Another large bus drives up along our and comes very close. It's red and I'm thinking that it will sideswipe us. In a few seconds it sure does. Comes even closer and sideswipes us.

Now I get a 3. person view from behind and above. I see the other bus pushing ours to the left and onto another sidestreet. I'm thinking "I hope that's not the one with river in the middle of it" and I have a feeling I have walked those streets before, that's how I know. And yes, as I see the bus being pushed to the sidestreet, now I have persepective both from the bus and from 3.person view, I see the river in concrete banks and my bus is on the sidewalk next to the river, still traveling.

I'm telling people to get ready for emergency exit, in case we get into the water. I see an axe type of a tool hanging above the left window and I look to the right if I see another one there, and I do. I point them out to others to use them to break the windows if we need to.

Now we have stopped. Someone is pushing the emergency door to open in the back of the bus - like on school busses. It doesn't budge so I kick it open. We get out.


DR2

I'm with others out in the fields. We can see a city in the distance. It's San Franciso. I tell someone to go for a jog with me to the city. My eyes zoom in and follow a dirt path along the field and a river to the bridge and to the city.