Unbound

In this dream I find myself standing in an artic scenery; a flat, vast ice plain. Despite the ice it is warm, and it is glistering in the sunlight of an bright day. I stand where this ice plain meets the sea, the coastline being a low yet steep slope.

I stand looking down at the water. Gripped be sudden curiosity I begin to slowly slide down the slope towards the water. When I reach it I stretch out my arm, and touch it.

It doesn't sink.

The surface of the water feels rubbery, as if someone has coated the ocean with a thick gel of some kind. I poke it for a bit longer, not being lucid I was marvelling at this oddity. Eventually I decided to leave. But halfway up the slope I stopped, and turned. A phenomena this strange certainly deserves a more thorough investigation, I though to myself. Coming back to the water, I decided to try and walk on it.

It held for a moment, before I did indeed start to sink, even though there was a great resistance, as if I was sinking though jelly. Surprised, I found that the water was very warm and comfortable! In another moment I was below the water, and I could see the darkness of the depths beneath me. My fear for deep water kicked in, and I scrambled ashore. Yet when I got ashore I realized that there had been nothing to be afraid of, it had merely been my nerves that had betrayed me.

Sadly, I awoke before I could probe the waters again. I know that those water surely held some secret of my mind, and I regret that I didn't have the courage to stare down into the depths the first time around... I wonder what I would have seen?

I was part of a group of archaeologist. We were going to do a archaeological survey in a ocean. The strange thing was the way we got to that ocean. Because the first thing I remember is us falling towards the ocean surface and then diving into the waters. So either we arrived by flying there or by some kind of portal or something else. I could see the horizon and sky, so it was not underground, but I have a vague memory of it still being in a different place then our normal seas. A different world even?

When we hit the water we dived into it immediately, we did not have much choice anyway since we were travelling at quite a high speed. The water was actually pretty warm and it felt nice diving there. I remember that I saw that it was very deep: The waters were so clear that I could see 100 meters straight down but still I couldn't see the bottom. All I saw was darkness...and some distance from me a rock pillar, shooting up through the darkness. I swam towards it, and when I reached it I realised it was only a decimetre beneath the surface. I climbed up on it and signalled the others that I had found land...even though it was just a few meters across.

I began digging there and found piece upon piece of gold items! This treasure was just what we were looking for!

This dream is actually very similar to another dream I had recently: Salvaging in a underground ocean

Most vivid dream I have had for quite a while!

I was part of a group of divers, the group was a mix of my friends and family members. We were on an island that looked Mediterranean, with beautiful blue water. The island was made up mostly of sand, with some rock and hardy vegetation here and there. I remember exploring it, but I can't really remember what I did or if it was before or after we were diving. I do remember a great staircase, winding its way to some peak in the middle of the island, and some kind of park.

We jumped into the water, our goal was to salvage an old ship that was on the bottom. But actually it was on the lower bottom: First we dived down to the bottom and down there was a hole that lead us down even further into an underground sea. And on the bottom of that sea I saw her: Half embedded in the mud was a old world war one steam powered ship. A real beauty even in her condition.

Something happened down there, I can't remember what, but we got in a real hurry. Three of us picked up the ship, which was actually quite light, and began lifting it towards the hole. Only when we reached the hole did we realise that it didn't fit, actually it was barely enough space for the three of us. We decided that, since we were in such a hurry to get to the surface, to leave the ship behind to make another try later. We crammed together into that hole because we all had to go in the same time, it was like an elevator. And eventually we reached to higher ocean.

On our way to the surface one of my friends were attacked by a jellyfish, and started complaining that he was in pain. We laughed at him, how could he be hurt by such a small thing? But an older person that was with us told us not to laugh, they might be small but they hurt like hell.