Turquoise Dreams

2.19.14

Last night, bec 11:20pm-5am

Alarm woke me up at 5am from this dream:

Something is broke on the house. Somehow we damaged the roof. So mom goes outside to talk to the handyman that works accross the street. He has a red pickup truck, that has a roof built to make it a box car. He is kinda wondering how the heck did we manage to damage the roof support, but he agrees to fixing it. It will cost a lot and we don't have that kind of money, this soon after some previos repairs.

Now I'm in doctors office. They sat me in exam chair. I'm wondering wtf I'm doing there, since I don't go to doctors. There is a small desk with medical tray on my right, and another chair next to it. My dad is sitting there. He is not getting anything done, so I'm not sure why is he there.

Female doctor wipes my left knee with desinfectant and she is holding a 5 inch needle. I ask her what is she going to do. She kinda reluctantly says, that she will extract from my knee to see, if the medicine she had been giving me is working. She tells me that she ahd already given me morphine and some sedative.

I have a feeling she is not a very good doctor and I get worried. The needle with syringe is now held by a mechanical arm that's bend over me. I'm looking away, waiting for some excruciating pain to start. Then I look at my right knee and needle is touching it and is about to start going through the skin.

My dad says my name and I ask him what he wants. He says "I'm just gonna quietly cry here". I debate, wheather to tell the doctor that he is family, and he should not be there, coz the confidentiality issues. I get mad at dad, thinking that I don't need anybody to fell sorry for me.

I look and needle is now all the way in. I'm waiting for the pain but there is none. All I can do is sit slightly slumped over in the chair, high on morphine and sedatives. Needle is out, and another doctor comes to me and makes me spit to clear my mouth. She is telling the other doctor, that she needs to be faster helping patients after the procedure is done, for their safety and comfort.

I hear my alram going off and I have time to think, that it's good timing, because I just finished the dream.

2.06.14 Thursday

Last night bed 11pm - 8am

The magic hour 11pm came through huge, with some best recall in ages and epic dreams. Also, meditated second time in a day 1 of Anapana Sati (breathing awareness), for 15 min, 10:45-11pm, just before bed.

DR 1:
I'm on top of a not so gently sloping hill, covered in grass. Sun is setting. We were doing something, now, people are walking/running down the hill and I want to shock them with me flying down head first. I look at them sideways if they can see me.

DR 2: 3:30am
I going with my mom to the hospital where she used to work. She is going to ask, if they need her help. I'm sitting in the waiting room, but she is not coming out. There are other patients in beds nearby. A man comes out playing harmonica. I figure he is a doctor.

I'm sitting on right side of a blood drawing tray. Another doctor in lab coat is asking me my name. I tell him I'm Kate's daugter. They know me, since I used to visit my mom ther while she worked there (IWL as well).

I get a funny feeling and I ask a nurse about my mom. She says they took her.

Me and two others steal long knives, and hide them in sleves. We are walking down a long escalator, towards a security station on the bottom. I don't know how, but we get through without beeping. A female security guard comes out after us and now we know, we have an ally in there. She drops a button on the ground and I pick it up. It's a microfilm evidence how the hospital "took" secretary of "something", same as my mom, and many others.

DR 3: 6am
I'm back at the same place from dream before. Only now I'm not alone. There is bunch of people with me and we are storming the place, to liberate all the patients that are held there against their will.

I'm throwing vases and ashtrays at people in the waiting room so they leave, because there is gonna be a firefight and I didn't want them to get hurt. A young black boy throws down from this balcony 3 bracelets. I go down, pick them up and put 2 of them on. He wants them back, but I'm just laughing.

I'm running with a girl in a tow, holding her hand. I peek out from behind a corner and see a shadow of a guy with heat seeking missile. I wait for it, then we ran opposit direction, hiding behind the corner. He shoots one more time, but we make it to safety.

I'm hiding in a small alcove in a wall. One of the bad guy's leaders slides into my view on his knees. I take aim and shoot. I hear my machine gun turn on empty twice. I'm out of ammo. Another bad guy comes from behind the corner and I'm taken captive.

Now I'm laying on the floor, face down, my elbows tucked under me. This rooms seems to be after the fight, where we all gathered to regroup and recoup. Doctor is kneeling next to me. Pulling right arm out to check on it. It's ok. Now the left arm, but this one is not moving. I say maybe the muscles had locked. So he gives me 2 shots in my right shoulder. Somebody comes to talk to me and I realize I'm their leader. Doc treats some wounds I have on left shoulder.

DR4: 8am
I'm waiting for a bus with kate and her kids. Bus comes, she gets on, the door closes, and I'm struggling to open the door with 2 bags in my hand. So I get pissed at her not holding the door open and i stay behind. Then I look at the bags and they are both hers. Crap. Now I have to take the bags to her. I check if her phone is there, but it's not. Good, so I can call her to tell her when I'm bringing her bags.

Now for good 10 min, I'm trying to punch in her numbers. This is crazy and so frustrating. In order to get to each individual right numeral, I need to scroll through what seems like dozens of characters. I'm going out of my mind. I'm sitting inside, then I move outside, but there is a busy street with tour buses going by and bunch of people talking, including a group of foreigners sitting at a large table.

I see a small white fluffy dog wondering around. Seems like his leash is broken, but when I get closer, I see that he is on a very long leash that winds all over the place. So i let him be.

DR5:
I just walked to the top of a tall, rocky mountain. Like in Himalayas. Sharp peak, all snowy. We are inside of a glass lookout place. I look out, and there is a walkway around the mountain, with a simple guard rail. The wind is howling, we can hear it all the way inside. The snow is coming down like crazy, being whipped by strong winds. It's -110 degrees.

Friday 5/10/13

Last night bed 1:40am - 10:15am Watching The Galaxy Quest

DR1 - I'm with a friend of mine in a beach hotel. it's already second day, and I realize I have not gone to the beach yet. I look out the door and ocean on the left is in distance. The sandy beach between us is very wide. Some people are sunbathing nearby.

Something happened to my shorts, so I'm looking for new pair in a drower. There is a green pair and salmon colored one.

DR2 - I'm in a long, one story building. Feels like a hospital or clinic. I'm getting away. I make it past the main door and outside in a park I'm hiding from a nurse that's following me. She runs towards me and I can't run fast.

There are some gorillas at the front door. They are friendly and I pet one of them as I walk by.

Back inside some building. There is a guy in upstairs room and some guys friends of mine. I ask him if he is running from police. I wanna help him.

Police and FBI are taking positions outside. All you can see from bushes are shiny barrels of sniper rifles. And big, shiny badges and medals. I unwrap an old piece of cloth on the table next to this guy to take a weapon to help him defend himself. To my disappointment, there is about 5 samurai swords, only 2 shotguns. I take one of them and I'm checking out how it works.

Police chief walkes in to negotiate. I think the guy is doing to surrender.

DR3 - I'm at the wheel of an riksha type of a vehicle. 3 wheels, one place at the front. But in the back is a bed with comforters. I think a child is there with me, maybe my younger brother. We are in town K, where my gramma lives.

We are about to take off, when this old, skinny lady lifts up a tarp that serves as sides of the vehicle and gets in. She wants me to take her to the cemetary. I don't have a heart to tell her I'm not a taxi, which I think she has me confused with. But I also have a feeling, she exactly knew who I was. I feel like she as another agenda.

I tell her to sit down or lay down. She lays down and I cover her with a comforter. She gets up and fidgets. I'm worried she falls out through the tarp side. I see she is cold, I tell her to lay down again and I'll give her another comforter.

I tell her in hungarian, that I don't really know how to get to the cemetary. She says she will navigate. I tell her in my broken hungarian, that she needs to tell me couple streets before we need to make a turn, what street we need to make that turn at and if to the left or right.

I'm also asking my brother to navigate. He sais he never been there. I tell him sure you were. Then I'm trying to remember when, and I tell him we were there for our godfather. I'm thinking hard who else, then I remember my godmother.

Last night Friday, 4/5/13

Bed 1:20am - 7:55am

Long, very vivid and detailed dreams

1. I'm in some community. Outdoors dormitory. Rows of beds. Mostly young kids and teenagers. I'm sitting on my cot. A huge guy, looking like a cross between mummy and a gorilla, 6.5 feet toll, face black and very wrinkly. Huge muscles. Some kind of weapon in his hand. He came to fight me. I don't want to, but it's my turn. It's some kind of a turnament and these kids have been fighting in a long time. I fight him, but not with a weapon. I don't know how, (I think with my mind) but I win in just a few seconds. I receive a ribbon for my victory. It's made out of 4-5 shiny ribbons, metalic, deep blue, deep orange, about 1 1/2 feet long. I feel bad for winning the utlimate, final prize, because this was my only fight. I see a ribbon hanging from every cot, so I know they have been after this top ribbon for a while.

2. I'm walking around this room filled with hospital beds. Everybody there is either getting treatment or recuperating. I see all kinds of things being done to them. But I have a feeling not everybody is a nurse, some of the people helping patients are their family members.

I'm there for a treatment, surgery on my right hand. I'm lead by a nurse and told to sit on one bed. Someone comes over and checks me out. I'm shown some pictures of what they need to do and how.

Next thing I know I'm waking up after surgery. I realize, I don't remember being anestetized, or being under. A doctor is there checking on my hand. He says I need second surgery to make my fingers longer. I ask him for a pencil and paper. I wish he would ask why and he asks. I don't wanna say, but then I ask him about the anestezia and if you can have dreams while under. He sais it's a new type of drugs, but doesn't say about dreaming. I finally tell him that I had a dream and I want to write it down. (at that moment, I did remember that dream, but I don't now)

3. I hear from someone, that 450 000 accidents happend at the same time, all over the world. Something about drivers being distracted by news. I get a mental image of small TVs on drivers consols.

I see a young motorcicle cop peeling off from the police station, and another one already on the street making a U-turn, going to the accidents.

4. Something about friend of mine M.

Good feeling from all of them.

2/6/13 Bed 10:30pm - 7:50am

DR 2:20am
I'm driving a big rig on a freeway, apparently in some kind of a involuntary competition against a driver in next lane. I want to let him pass, but when I slow down, so does he.

DR
I'm in a building with someone. Wating for someone to pick us up. I walk out to see why is he not coming, and I notice a police helicopter above the house.

Then I remember, that for some reason the FBI is after me and I'm suppose to surrender. It's all a misunderstanding. I'm sitting on a sofa when a young, raggidly cute FBI boss, chief (those were his words) comes out of the restroom, wiping his wet hands on a paper towel.

I'm holding my friends baby, while she took her dog to the vet. I think he is nervous about me holding the baby, but here comes the friend and I give her the child.

They are relieved and more FBI rushes to me. A young female doctor is starting to inject me in my lover left arm, right above the wrist. She asks me if I want it in left or right, but I guess it's too late for that.

My hands start to tingle and I ask her what the heck she gave me. I wake up and both my hands are tingling. Hrm.

DR
Im eating 4 scoops of icecream. It tastes good, except the orange colored one. Yuck.

DR 7am
I'm in a hospital. Asking a nurse, if I can prop the door to hallway open, because it's too hot. She sais no, but by the time we done talking, I'm ok with keeping it closed, because it had cooled down by then.

Someone is visiting me. I don't have a room, it's more of a "county hospital". One large room with beds separated with a curtain.

I have a feeling I did domething good, that's why I'm there. No good deed goes unpunished?

*Feels like I have been dreaming non-stop all night. Pretty good feeling.*

Saturday, 4/7/12 Bed 11:47pm
no recall before WBTB
WBTB 2:55 - 3:41
DR 6:40

1. I'm in a big house in a canyon. There is a lot's of people there, have a feeling it's some celebrity wedding. The house has glass roof and I see F-117 coming towards the house from the nearby hill. It's flying very slow, like a hovering helicopter and low, just inches above the roof as it passes over the house.

There is more of them coming. One of the planes is so slow, that it's suction cup it has instead of wheel attaches to the roof. I can see it in great detail, same as other planes. Then one bomber flies over. It's huge. I'm in awe as it roars over our heads. My brother shows up and I tell him he missed the show. We ask the photographer to show him the footage and to give him a copy, but I guess he didn't tape the planes and he is embarrassed about it.

2. I'm in a hotel/hospital. People are disappearing. As I leave the dining area at 4o'clock, I get to my room door at 5o'clock and I have no recollection, what happened to me in that one hour. I'm telling others about people disappearing and trying to find out what's going on. I feel they are doing some experiments.

>>I'm in a hotel room/cell, underground, that has no door. I watch a bell-hop push a cart full of suitcases, some are even falling off. The belong to people who disappeared. I figure why not make a break for it. I somehow end up in a small room. Kids walk in and they are about to raise alarm. I tell them we can play hide and seek. While they hide, I get away.

I walk on the corridor and at the reception I jump over some metal rod (like at the entrance to amusement park IWL to count number of visitors). The receptionist nurse has just looked the other way, so I walk by unnoticed. I'm not sure where the exit is, but pretty sure it's through the dining area. So I walk by the gift shop, while trying hard not to run. I finally walk through the glass door with exit sign. I walk a little and decide to take a street car to get away faster. I hide between some panels. Then to my horror I notice the streetcar turning into the hospital complex.

Oct.16 - I was in a class. We were working on some papers - crossword puzzles. I finished mine. Someone took the paper from me and tuned it towards me, so I can read it. I saw the word LUCID kinda zoomed out from the paper. Didn't make me lucid.

Oct.17 - I was looking up some info on a hospital on the net. Then was in the store, picking binoculars, that had ability to see in dark.

Oct.18 - nap 2pm-5pm. I was in a big house, that was balanced in the middle and then it tipped over.
My mom visited me, she drove to me by car (she doesn't drive IRW), I told her not to drive back at night. There were crooks talking people into giving them money, I found proof of it in a deep crevice between tipped over house and the hill.
Bedtime 10pm - woke up at 5am with a dream - I was in the dream incubation place

Oct.20 - visiting family abroad in a huge house. I was flying around.

This is my third day of trying to get a LD. On day 1, I had MILD/DILD, but woke up just seconds after realizing I'm dreaming. Nothing on day2, can't recall even a regular dream.

So I did my mantras - "Next time I dream I RC and realize I'm dreaming" and did couple of RCs - Nose Plug and Finger through Palm, also looking at my hand while asking "Am I dreaming", since this had worked for me the first time.

So on day 3 I can recall 3 regular dreams.

Dream #1. Something is chasing me. Looks big, like a Mech/robot. It is outside, I'm inside a one story, semi-circular building, quite bright, looks like an old fortress, running from room to room, ducking by windows so he can't see me. Not really scared, it's more like a game to me, although I know it's not a game. I know he can't get me. Building was clean, no dark shadows, smooth very light grey bricks, I kinda liked it. Outside was nice grass.

[I just remembered, that I added to my mantra "My dream will be bright and clear" . Until now, most of my dreams were kinda in a soup of brown, grey, more on the dark side]

Dream #2 I was in a large building, very bright, lots of windows and artificial lighting. Rooms were big, with hospital beds, and there was lots of people, but didn't feel like hospital, maybe like a mental institution? But everybody looked normal to me I was walking down this large room with big and bright windows on the left and I was trying to escape from there. When I got maybe 5 feet from the open glass door/window, alarm sounded and the doors closed. There were two nurses right by the window trying to repair a wall-mounted radio, so I helped them out and fixed it. Immediately there was a song on a radio - female voice. After this I was able to talk one of the nurses (black male)to open the door for me and he buzzed me out. Suddenly there was a bunch of people after me, I somehow thicked them into a large kitchen and closed the door after them. later I looked in and they were all eating from the fridge.

Dream #3. I'm in a hospital room with 2-3 of my friends, but we are just renting this room. We are on school trip where we go from town to town and it's time to pack and go to the bus to continue on our trip. Room was very bright, lots of light, white colors. Some of my friends have already packed and took their suitcases, but I'm still trying to figure out, what time we are leaving. Nobody is telling me. They show me a yellow phone and tell me to call #10, they will tell me. I pick up the receiver of an old, rotary phone but for some reason I don't want to call.
[In waking life, i don't really like telephones]. Then two nurses show up, they look kind of old-fashioned. Purses hanging from their arms, sweater around shoulders, and one of them tells me that they can figure out what time we are leaving, because that's the time their shift will start (since we were just renting the room to sleep over and didn't need the nurses, they would come back to work when we leave.] They were laughing and everybody was relaxed.