I kept having dreams all night but I didn't record them all because I really needed some sleep. I woke up when Meesha came in to be fed & closed the door so she wouldn't interrupt my sleep. Sorry Meesha Cat, but mommy needs to sleep! I dreamed that I was w/ my family most of the night. Not my children, husband, grandchildren, but my core family from when I was young that extended to my grandparents and such. We were in various places. I even found myself lucid but felt a strange pull to not change the dream. I felt like I was supposed to pay attention & learn. We were all in this gorgeous palace. The steps were like a block wide with giant pillars. The details were spectacular! I was really enjoying the details. My family was yet again trying to get me to interact w/ Crazy Daisy, my mom's mom. I was trying to calmly tell them that I do forgive her but I just don't choose to have such a compulsively toxic person in my life. There were a lot of tea settings & bells. Crazy Daisy collects bells & I came across a bunch of them in a store I frequent just a week ago. We went down into a theater in the palace. I went first & walked along the rows of red velvet chairs. When I got to the end off to the side of the stage I was discussing where we should put our stuff before we go back behind the stage. I was told to just put them near one of the folding velvet movie like chairs. I looked out over the auditorium & couldn't figure out what we were all going to do. I went up to the curtain & pulled it back & woke up. So I got a lucid but stayed true to myself & just bathed in the realness of it all. The great detail & such. I think we don't do enough of that & it's the foundation of lucid dreaming. Reminding yourself how real the dreamscape is in & of itself. My pull to find meaning was very strong. I don't know if my grandmother will pass soon or what. I also don't know why suddenly she is in a bunch of my dreams. It's odd. Usually dreams like that for me mean death, I'm going to talk to them soon, or I'm going to see them soon. Yes, that is a real gift I have. I also can ask where things are out loud & then find them. My husband loves that particular gift. I text him during the day opposed to saying it out loud some times because it works best when I ask him in particular for some reason. He also thinks I could find the winning lottery numbers somehow, lol. But I don't think it works that way. I have been talking out loud lately to my grand parents that have passed in hopes that they here me & give me a sign. Maybe it was that. I do forgive my grandmother, that is very real. I just don't like the feeling that I have about my family thinking I should talk to her. When they themselves acknowledge that she is a compulsive liar & fake. My parents & my brother are atheists & me & my sisters are not so we have an interesting dynamic. And when I say they are atheists, I mean they try to push that down people's throats on social media & are just as bad as people who do the same w/ religion. Good people yet pushy w/ this subject for some reason. I love them but they would never understand how spiritual I've become & would only mock it like they mock my cousin, who faithfully every day on Facebook is giving her thanks to God for everything. She also used to have an abusive ex like I did so I get it but yet she's still on the extreme side but always positive which is better than being a negative atheist. That's not to bash anyone but to say I don't like people being pushy in a negative way. At least my cousin doesn't push it on anyone. My sisters on the other hand have been in my thoughts. I have been struggling w/ telling them about some of the changes in my life such as lucid dreaming & other things that have been happening spiritually to me for like, forever, lol..... That's probably what this dream was really about. I talk to my family every day via a group text which is continuous. This is due to my parents new found traveling now that they have retired via their RV. They are currently in Canada. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown/OOB
Old Color Code Lucid Non Lucid Semi Lucid I was inside my house looking at my parakeets cage that was different and saw that their items were on the cage floor.This annoyed me so I went up to the kids in the house and inquired them about what had happened. They didn't give me a good enough answer so I decided to just fix the cage and forget about it. As I was fixing it I noticed that the water feeder was too huge to be an actual parakeet's water feeder than became lucid.The first thing that came into my mind was that I wanted to bring Eye into the dream again. He arrived but he was invisible as if he was a ghost. I went to the room next to my brother's and sat on the bed and thought about how I could make this time more memorable. The first thing that came up in my mind was to hug him so I did just that but it wasn't enough to make me want to write the dream down. Eye started laughing so I let go of him. He than made an object appear and than joked about his presence in the dream. This was starting to get boring for me so I thought about getting Dawn into the dream but than just decided to go to my older brother's room where I saw two kids looking out the window. As I looked at my backyard I saw tall brown grass that looked somewhat like wheat filled the yard,alongside some blue ones that stuck out. I wondered if the blue ones represented Eye and asked the dc next to me. The dc didn't have an answer to that though so I left the room and went to the living room. There I saw a faded blond girl in a short floral green dress. She was a dream figure I feared so I made a shoe appear and threw it at her,along with some other things.She slowly backed off and flew out my living room window. After that I had a false awakening but realized I was still in the dream quickly. I honestly wanted to exit the dream after seeing her but than changed my mind.There was what looked like a three year old Indian boy next to me now. I got up and looked at the door knowing it was impossible to try and shut my fear out but I tried anyways and told the boy to lock it. He tried but was having trouble so I just held the door for a bit so my fears would settle. The door than started moving as if someone was trying to get in. I recall becoming non lucid after that and appearing in a plaza filled with restaurants and stores. The dream setting was familiar to the one I had in another dream. There was a chubby and a slim African american guy next to this tall old African american man and they were wearing black besides the old man. He was wearing a light blue collar shirt. He took out 500$ bills from his wallet and placed them on the table next to the guys. They looked at him confused than laughed. The man than tried to show them that he was the real deal than placed more money on the table telling them that they wished they were him and that he would give them money if they admired something about him.I recall thinking of him as a newbie gambler that got lucky. After that I became cognizant of my body and followed a group of kids into a building. When we were walking up the stairs I pointed out that we should take the elevator first than climb up but they just kept going up. I than became aware I was actually dreaming but just kept following them to see if they could help me find my worst fear within the dream so I could fight it off again. We soon reached the floor though and the youngest one who appeared to be 4 started crying. He said he didn't want to be with them and that he was scared. I got on my knees after petting his buzz cut head and hugged him tightly. After telling him everything was going to be okay he started feeling better so we continued on our hunt. As we were walking though I noticed there was only one character left now beside me. He was about 6 and pointed to a spot he felt was where my worst fear was hiding. I looked at the spot and saw the number 1/2 and than looked to the boy glaring him. I felt a twist coming on so I told him to go somewhere else but than I felt a sharp pain jab me in my stomach. I than looked in front of me and saw the girl I feared laughing at me. I stood there with the pain thinking of how to make it disappear. But couldn't come up with a solution to distract me enough from it. So I stayed like that until I made myself wake up. Questions For Eye I had a short lucid where I asked Eye why he wasn't protecting me in my dreams like he use to. He said he still cared but couldn't be with me all the time.Guess I'm gonna have to start using that dream phone again. : P (I did not make the picture)
Updated 09-13-2016 at 08:06 PM by 67570
Morning of September 10, 2016. Saturday. My wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I are living back at Stadcor Street in Brisbane. It seems to be early afternoon and we have to go shopping for groceries. I am going out the back way, through our kitchen, but the layout is a bit different. The small square area that one needs to go through to get to the back porch is much bigger and there are additional doors, one directly into our backyard and another one onto our back porch. I notice what I first think is our pet black cat in the small room with me but it has no eye, nose, or mouth detail. It is like a three-dimensional shadow and I sense puzzlement radiating from it. I am slightly wary (but not fearful in any way) as the creature jumps up and somehow goes through the area between the central top part of the door and the door frame (and would have to be as thin as a sheet of paper to do this). This would be the door that goes to our back porch (liminal space). I go to the lounge room to talk to Zsuzsanna about this strange event and she calls the animal something I do not seem to be able to hear properly. After I ask her to repeat it a few times, it still sounds something like “wolf-roosh”. My hearing ability seems to become too distorted each time to hear the final part of the term. What I grasp from the term seems odd to me as it was seemingly a cat shadow, without any wolf associations at all. After we do our shopping, the unfamiliar balding male cashier (of about forty years of age) cannot seem to get the cash register to work properly. Apparently he has to press his thumb on a pad to acknowledge he has the authority to use the cash register, but it is not recognizing him. I am thinking that maybe his thumb needs to have a small amount of yellow ink on it to get it to work. I am getting annoyed and I am not sure how we will complete the transaction if the cash register will not work. The checkout area of a store is a waking transition metaphor symbolizing leaving the dream state. In this case, the lack of “yellow thumb” is associated with not being fully conscious. The cash register symbolizes the potential increments of critical thinking during the waking transition as conscious self identity emerges. The threshold event (here an atypical precursor rather than my dream’s final scene) concerning the door, featured a cat shadow in liminal space as the emergent consciousness factor. Curiously, this was borrowed from the ending of “The Flintstones” (which I had seen so many times as a child). Even the essence of the movement (comparative to the sabre-toothed tiger jumping up in the cartoon) was the same. I found that fascinating, especially as the ending theme’s line “…cat will stay out for the night” could be interpreted as remaining unconscious (asleep) throughout the sleep cycle.
Fragment It was an evening, I was at my backyard with some brunette, long haired woman. We entered a tractor that had two trailer's linked in. I let the woman drive, giving her some advices as we drove around backyard. Dream I was in some ruins. I had a sword and light armor, this place was a hideout of bandits. After a long run through this maze I finally found my way to surface. There was some building, bandits were coming out of it. I slashed them all to death. Suddenly I found myself in school, taking a seat . After a while I left it with one of classmates, we drove to city. I left his car and took a walk, but then I realized that I forgot my backpack. I decided to load some game state and get back in time.
Wonderful lucid this morning ✨ After wbtb a little later than I wanted I lay back down at about 5.30am ( had been awake around 30 mins setting intentions,using mantras and going through previous dreams of this night in my head) I make a goal to fly and see some beautiful sights - something simple and uplifting and maybe I will have a nice DC join me It takes some time to get to sleep and I have to keep my mind from worrying that soon the alarm will go off and I will still be laying here - I stay relaxed and gently focused on the task at hand - thanks goodness🌠 I enter the dream scape lucidly through a dild I think - I am walking ( often the case when I get lucid! Remember ) I realise this is a dream and remember I want to fly. I jump up into the sky and feel the breez against my body - I havnt been flying in ages so I am really appreciating the wonderful feeling once more - I call out "hehe I am flying! Show me something wonderful!" - The view opens out a lot its wonderful and vast - I see snow topped mountains around and far into the distance the dream scape looks amazing. The hills,Sky, tree tops and twisting rivers and valleys down below me seem to glisten and express joy in being there. I enjoy flying around and am in aw of the clarity of lucidity here - wow!🌄🌌🏔⛲️🗾 I see someone walking down on the ground and decide to follow for a while - then I land and go up to him. '" Follow me " he says I follow as he climbs up some rubble on the side of a building and into a small room. We are sitting very close and I see he is written on a piece of paper - he is writing my full name and underlining it. I am surprised and ask him how he know me. He said he saw me when I " Shut the door" ( trying to work out what he meant but not coming up with much...) I stare at his face for a bit - so close to mine - it is opaque and he looks a little older than he should possibly...I am a bit lost looking into his eyes and trying to work out who/what he is.👤 I wake up and stay still - managing to Deild back in I find myself with him agin still sitting close together. I manage to stay a while longer but my alarm goes off very soon and I am back in the dream of waking reality I am thankful for a nice adventure ✨😊
Updated 09-10-2016 at 12:57 PM by 87274
I was sick couple of days ago, i was sleeping very bad. I woke up at night like 20 times because i had to clear my nose and i also struggled to fall asleep, that is where the problems began. When i was half asleep i started to see dreams but i got stuck like i was asleep trying to find treasures in my bed and saw funny looking chinese people with triangle grass hats. I was the leader of the chinese people who were trying find treasures in my bed but they were somehow on grain field at the same time, which was very confusing... it was like there was 2 dreams going on at the same time. In 2 different windows. I found this dream extremely annoying because i was basicly just turning in my bed all night waking up and falling asleep. Endless grabbing of my sheets and pillow half as sleep ''trying to find the national treasures'' I dunno what to call this kind of dreams but definetly don't wanna experience it again.
1) With my parents in their car. I offered to fill up the radiator but my mother wouldn't let me do it unless I had some special water, I offered to do something else (can't remember what) but she wouldn't let me do that either. My dad got back in the car. I wasn't hapy so walked off and left them to it. 2) Somewhere in Scotland. There was an old building sat in the wilderness, someone was doing some building work at the front of it. I looked and saw that it was an old BBC building, a sign said 'Studio One' and there were old posters outside with famous people from the past on them. I heard some singing inside from a very old TV programme.
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