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I remember being in a place that seems like an American-style cartoon town. Red barns (like Applejack's) surround a small square and wide dusty streets. They are big, each two floors and then a high barn roof. I have a brief image of being inside one of these, on the first floor. The floor was of light wood boards and the room was large and fairly empty. I feel that there were wrought iron spiral stairs down to the ground floor - though those would be rather out of place in a barn.

Outside there seems to be a small market going on. In the square I examine goods displayed on a wooden table. There are other people milling around, as well.

Plan schedule is posted here: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/ilu...proving-95975/
With blue color I marked goals with "working in progress" status
With green color I marked reached goals
With red color I marked failed, missed or deleyed goals
With orange color I marked partly reached goals
G2g - Goal-to-goal
PoA - Point of Awarness
PoA' - Corrected Point of Awarness
(More about g2g and PoA here: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/ilu...warness-96103/)

In week 20 I was very sick. Enough for not being able to work or to keeping my training. This is why I marked week 20 as "N/A".
Good news is I checked how efficient my training is (by doing WILD) and in last 30 days I had 4 LD's + 1 dream about LD. Unfortunately I don't have data how many times I tried to reach LD but I feel that reaching LD is right now much more easier than before. Maybe after the training I will start in competition as Intermediate League?


Dream Recalling
Week 18
Avarage dream memory - 2
Median - 2
Max dream memory - 5
Min dream memory - 0

Week 19
Avarage dream memory - 1.4
Median - 1
Max dream memory - 3
Min dream memory - 0

Week 20
Avarage dream memory - N/A
Median - N/A
Max dream memory - N/A
Min dream memory - N/A

Nothing special to report.

Recalling at beginning: 0-3 at any quality
Goal: Dream Median 4-6 at any quality
Month 1: Dream Median 0-3 at any quality
Month 2: Dream Median 1-3 at any quality
Month 3: Dream Median 2-4 at any quality
Month 4: Dream Median 3-5 at any quality
Month 5: Dream Median 4-5 at any quality
Month 6: Dream Median 4-6 at any quality

Meditation

When I was reading my notes I noticed that actually I maditate once per day. This is why I will mark Month 4 with orange color. I will pay more attention how many times I meditate during day.

Goals: 2x20 minutes
Month 1: 2x5 minutes
Month 2: 2x7minutes
Month 3: 2x10 minutes
Month 4: 2x12 minutes
Month 5: 2x15 minutes
Month 6: 2x20 minutes

Day awareness
Week 18
Average PoA - 246
Correction - 0.74

Week 19
Average PoA - 309
Correction - 0.73

Week 20
Average PoA - N/A
Correction - N/A

Goal: Reach “very high awarness” level
Month 1: “Non-zero” (> 0 PoA)
Month 2: “Occasionally” (> 48 PoA and correction > 0.40)
Month 3: “Low awarness” (> 144 PoA and corr. > 0.45)
Month 4: “Moderate awarness” (> 240 PoA and corr. > 0.50)
Month 5: “High awarness” (> 336 PoA and corr. > 0.55)
Month 6: “Very high awarness” (> 432 PoA and corr. > 0.60)

I’m in a house (that looks similar to Dad’s - at the bar counter by the back door) looking at a houseplant. It looks like a hanging pothos. It’s a lot longer than I remember; I hold up a strand of vines. There are some dead leaves underneath that I think I’ll need to trim, and I also see that it’s growing into? the plant next to it, what looks like a string of hearts. The vines of pothos slowly transition into the other plant at their ends.

I’m at some woman’s house with Melissa. She is moving and we’re buying something from her. I also start to think we may be able to find things we didn’t come for because she might be trying to get rid of everything. The neighborhood looks nice and suburban. She, a very friendly seeming, middle aged, thin, Asian woman, leads us through the front door. The house seems much larger on the inside than it looked from outside. It is clean and immaculate and minimal. The furnishings look comfortable and of quality. There is a floating staircase of extremely thin steps that bends just once to reach the second level. A huge house plant grows behind it and begins to twine into the railing. She sort of shows us around, but just as we pass things. I get the impression that she’s single and think she must be wealthy to furnish a house like this. I think she leaves for a while now, and we explore the house. There’s a huge living room with two different sectionals and another seating area, blending into a kitchen. The master bedroom is also down here, in a corner. It seems fairly unassuming, compared to everything else. The bathroom, however, has three different walk-in showers in one corner. I’m outside in the front yard now, with Makayla. There’s a tiny trampoline that I go jump on; it is stiff and not very fun. I tell Makayla this and to not bother with it. Mom is here too and is going on a jog. She starts a timer on her watch before leaving.

At work, the warehouse has been cleared and everything replaced with orderly rows of empty carts (the large white ones). I walk through, happy with the change. Jake and Micheal? are at the CP counter. I start to sort some books, but it doesn’t last long. Now I am in the break room. Ben is about to leave and keeps offering me his weed pen (it is protruding from the center of the backside of a backpack). I say no once or twice, until he holds it right under my face, and then I take a single hit. At first I exhale nothing and think he’s going to think I didn’t really hit it, but then some smoke comes out. I think it’ll be enough to get me high, and I don’t really want to be. I think about me having to drive home, but then I see it’s only 1:51. Matt and Sara now walk in. Matt heads to the back (book fair) and Sara starts talking politics to one of my coworkers. I’ve been listening to the Tedeschi Trucks Band, but I think it’s paused right now.

I am at work. Nicola is here and showing me how to do something. First, we have to take a picture of ourself, looking up through some contraption that looks like a toilet. The camera we use is like the kind my family had when I was a kid. I play around with it and reminisce, since it’s been a while since I’ve seen one of these. She goes first, arranging her skirt? so as not to reveal herself, even though I somewhat pointedly look away. I go next, sitting on the seat, extending my arm down to hold the camera facing up at the bottom of the tube, and snap the picture. Looking at it on the screen, it’s very unflattering. The background is dim and grainy, yet my face is bright and making an uncomfortable looking expression.