non-lucid

I thought my hamster dream was odd...this dream is about the craziest one I've ever had (in memory, anyway). Some might argue flying fish and alligator-jawed hamsters are weirder, but the subject matter...it was incredibly vivid and incredibly odd. Note that I was NOT lucid, although my dream was about lucidity. In my dream I was a Jamaican man lucid dreaming I was an old Asian man (I'm neither of these IRL, I am Caucasian). It wasn't revealed I was really a Jamaican man until the end of my dream though. Also, lucidity in my dream was a bit different than it is IRL. In my dream, when people were dreaming, every dream character was another person, and people interacted via dreams just like they do in real life. With that explained, here's the dream:

Asian-Jamaican??!! W T F

Monday, August 12, 8:00 am


In my dream I am dreaming about this man and woman. I am completely lucid in my dream within a dream, however I am not REALLY lucid (confusing I know. Put it this way, my dream character me knows he is dreaming but the real me has no idea I'm in a dream). Anyway, in my dream I'm an old Asian man who analyzes rocks--a geologist?? This woman comes to me, her name is Raine, and she wants me to analyze these really strange rocks she found. The are purplish white, almost looking like a cross between amethyst and diamonds. She has a friend with her, a tall black man with a wispy beard and ponytail. Raine has light brown hair. I vaguely remember Raine somehow communicating with me via telepathy in my dream-within-a-dream, asking where my office is. I tell her where I am, we make our way through the circular building that houses my office. Her friend meets with us, and I grab the odd rocks, telling Raine what they are (I have no idea what they were, I can't remember--I do know they were very special rocks though).

Either the dream fades away, or I just don't remember what happened next, but now I find myself in a hallway leading outside the building. I'm sitting with Raine's friend. We're not really talking, just sitting together, waiting for something I think--what we're waiting for, I don't really know. he sees a man outside, a dark Jamaican man, who looks very thuggish (headband with gang colors, that sort of thing). He walks outside, spends some time talking with the guy, and then comes back in and sits down. He's pale now, and obviously very afraid. I ask him what's wrong, but he refuses to tell me. I study him a minute, then the guy outside, and then say:

"He's a Rasta-man isn't he? How much do you owe him?" Raine's friend looks at me in awe.

"H...How do you know that, man??" he asks me. For some reason his question angers me, even offends me.

"You have no idea who I am in real life, what I used to do!" I snap. Sighing, I stand up. "I'll take care of him," I tell Raine's friend. I walk outside to confront the guy outside.

"Who are you?" he asks me.

"friend of his," I say, jerking my thumb towards Raine's friend. He sizes me up for a second, and I just stare coolly at him. Then, without warning, I punch the guy in the face, busting his lip and sending him to the floor. He starts backwards-crawling on the pavement, and I reach into my coat and pull a pistol on him. He's really scared now, but I just glare at him, and fire the gun, purposefully missing just to the side--a warning shot.

"You'll leave him alone." I tell the man. "His debt is paid." The man nods, peeing himself in fear. He gets up and runs off. I put the gun back in my coat and walk back inside, where Raine's friend is staring at me in shock. I then reveal to him that while I look like an old Asian guy in this dream, I am really a jamaican myself, I used to be a Rasta just like that guy. I appear as an Asian in my lucid dreams because I don't want people to judge me and to know what I used to be. He thanks me for my help, and Raine approaches.

Raine tells me she's glad I helped her--she doesn't know about what I did for her friend, she's thanking me for the help with the rocks. She says she has to go now. I get really, really sad at this because the dream me has formed an attachment to her.

"I don't want you to leave," I tell her. She tells me she has to. "I'm a very lonely man outside this dreamworld. All I do is analyze rocks all day. Will we ever see eachother again?" Raine just shrugs, tells me "maybe" and then my alarm wakes me up.

The super odd thing about this dream, aside from being a dream within a dream, which in and of itself is really confusing and strange, is how emotional I was. I am almost never so hyper emotional in my dreams, but I was literally crying when Raine said she had to go. I don't know why either. Also, It is unusual for me to dream that I am a different person--in the case of this one, two different people; the Jamaican dreaming the lucid dream and the old Asian man that I appeared to be in the dream-within-a-dream. Strange, is it not?

~SilverWolf~

This was a weird one that came out of nowhere!

I was a member of a pirate crew on a pirate ship. I am not sure if I was a pirate or just myself among the pirates. One of the pirates on the ship, a good friend, a good man who owned a treasure map, was murdered by another pirate. I then set out to investigate who killed the pirate. It was kind of like a whodunit murder mystery. I talked with the captain, some of the crew and the murder victims two sons. Strangely one of the sons is white and the other is black. Tension was running high on the ship. The captain was angry one of his crew had betrayed him and killed another member of the crew. The victims two sons were very sad. None of the crew trusted each other. The murder was unsolvable.

The dream skips to a later date. I am at a party with balloons and laughing people. I stand alone in a bedraggled shirt, stubble and glasses, in a thin rooms with lots of light. Presumably a lot of time has passed and I have been affected by the loss of my pirate friend. I am with none of my fellow pirate crew so I assume we disbanded after the murder. The two brothers, sons of the victim walk in behind me. They are holding their dead dad's treasure map with glee, looking pleased with themselves. Turned out they had killed their old dad for the treasure map, and were secretly very greedy, malicious and evil. I slowly turn around and they look at me and fall silent.

The dream then resets to when I'm still on the ship, solving the murder. (Sometimes my dreams reset, so I can 'do the dream right' or 'follow another path in the dream' (hard to explain, but it's how it is).
I burst into the brothers room where they are their with the treasure map and try and fight them. They overpower me. The dream resets to before the right. I make a plan with some of the other crew to tie the two brothers up to the main mast with rope.

That's where the dream ends, and I wake up.

Quite an odd one! Maybe I subconsciously want to become a pirate private eye. I quite enjoyed it. I don't know how my mind comes up with this stuff.

I really need to fix my sleeping schedule(again), being really bad at managing time doesn't helps with that.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was in some park.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing Spiral Knights but the game was somewhat different, there was some really mazey level with spikes and there was some other person with me in same team that actually knew the level to an extent. We still ended up wandering around though, through some electrical place and some natural looking area.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was playing some multiplayer game about dragons and was discussing it with someone from dragon forums. We ended up talking about unique player character abilities and some different ways they got unlocked, some unlocked them from the very start, some had to do something specific, some just got them with time and practice. Then we continued discussing specific abilities.

3rd person. Two sisters were raised by their grandmother, and the grandmother favored the younger one over the older one, to a ridiculous degree. The older sister confronts her grandmother on this, which she's done a thousand times before, but this time the grandmother tells her a story about her past. One day the grandmother's wayward daughter, who'd disappeared months before, just turned up on her doorstep with a girl who looked about 4 years old, a creature created by magic. She didn't explain where she'd been or what she'd been doing all this time, she just left the creature and disappeared again. Now the grandmother feels she's done her duty by the little monster just by taking her in and raising her at all, so now that the truth is out, she expects the older sister to understand the favoritism and quit complaining.

This morning, after coming back from a concert, I had a quite curious non-lucid dream.

Thing is, I went to bed at 4.30 am, more or less. I fell asleep and awoke at about 8 am, recalling very little of a dream I'd just had. I thought it was way too early and I still had time to have more dreams and pay attention to remember them. Then, I fell asleep again.

I "woke" a while afterwards. I was on my bed wearing my pyjamas (the same I was actually wearing). I had a look at my watch, it was 10.30 am. "Fair enough", I thought, "but I can still try to sleep more" (Side note: I always have trouble sleeping when I go to bed so late, I keep waking up many times). I looked around me and saw a couple of the friends who I had spent the night with, standing by my bed. One of them had a device which, he told me, was used to monitor the dreams to be able to retain more detail. I only needed to put two suction pads on my chest and just sleep. I thought it was a bit strange, but I followed his instructions.

It was then when I finally woke up. The first image my eyes caught was almost the same as the one I had when the dream started, apart from the fact that my friends weren't there. Again, I looked at my watch and was startled to realise it was 10.29 am. I did a RC to make sure it wasn't another false awakening, but this time I really was awake.

lucid
*I became lucid while standing on a random balcony. I had no agenda just stood there enjoying real everything was. I thought this is absolutely no different then waking life. I observed the rain, the clouds, the detail was amazing. Everything was so still and peaceful.

non lucid
*My step brother Darius gave me a update of his life.
*In my ex step mother's room thinking about how she is doing.
*In the middle of storm taking shelter after playing a game in some random field.
*Subway employee making my sandwich completely wrong, starting to piss me off.

Date: 11 Aug

Pre bed: 100mg B6

Total sleep time: 6 1/2 hrs?

Natural wakes: many, got up on 5 to pee, drink water, take notes. Also lots of micro-awakenings where it took me some time to fall asleep. Noises from neighbors and early morning arrangements of others woke me up too.

Dream quality and recall: Very vivid dreams, some stability issues. Recall was challenging, forgot two lds, but then I recalled them, pffuuu. One suspicious also.

Early dream (+2 hrs after bed): I had the impression there might have been something lucid here, but sleep was so deep, I have no idea, it was quite vivid though.

Dream: some kind of tower, bf, something forbidden? (why didn't I write a whole sentence?)

Dream: this was a crazy dream, not very pleasant but interesting. The part I remember involved me getting to a window, where some kind of deadly poisonous gas is working. I am unprepared (compared to others) to deal with this gas and do some maneuvers to avoid it, while it's coming straight at me. I think I am trying to open the window as well. I notice that small wounds begin to appear on my hands from the gas. For once, they almost look ok, not too bad, but I am naturally worried about them. At the same time, I am fascinated that I feel no pain despite my exposure to the gas. (That was pretty close!)

DILD1: I go out in some kind of yard and want to sit on the stone wall. There are two teenagers there that plan to make out, so I move not to interrupt them and go sit on another fence. Soon they go back to the entrance and I hear an electricity shock. I think that a bad guy has done something to them and is now coming in the yard, so I look for a place to hide. I evaluate a few hideouts but decide I will be discovered so better leave now. The main idea is to get as far away as possible, while still able to observe the guy.

As I make my way through yard after yard, I get this familiar feeling. I have been running like this in a lot of my dreams. Semi-lucid, I continue on my way, climbing fences, going far enough. Then I finally reach a block, which I start to climb as if it is a tree. No matter where I step or reach there is always something to hold on to, like a balcony, the window etc. I finally reach the top of the building, which is like 5-6 floors and sit there to contemplate. It is not very easy to keep balance as I am holding on to some unstable part of the building. At this point, I also reach a much better clarity of mind. I look around and see all kinds of junk around me. I either become worried about stability and the dream becomes unstable or the other way around. I wait and things improve somewhat and I get the weird idea that I will turn this building top into the top of Angel Falls then jump, but I feel the need to have something stable below me to start with. It's a bit like I am sitting on a wobbly chair on top of pile of crap right now.

I look to my left and see that a beautiful river is flowing through the nearby part of neighborhood. There is also a small waterfall in the middle of it, too small, but inspiring enough. I want to go down there, I have no idea how and where I but get and reach to this branch and once again use the tree branch swinging method of moving. I swing forward and land exactly where I wanted to - down where the river is. I start thinking about turning this into Angel Falls. The river starts to change and at some point I find myself right in the middle of it, observing how the now dark water flows down a slope. There are dark rocks as well, and the current is way too fast, so I feel kind of uncomfortable being in the water. Somehow though I am dry and not moving with the current? This is not quite like what it is supposed to be and I concentrate on the landscape to cut off the water and make it flow into an abyss just ahead of me. Despite my efforts the river changes just a bit. I get it, it is just not working right now and I also become tired so give up. The thought quickly flashes that I might try to turn the end of the river flow into a beach, but now lack the mood for that. I begin reviewing other tasks I have memorized but the the dream ends just as I go through them.

I am now in my bed and a bit pissed off that the dream didn't just continue into another scene, and I have so much awareness of my body. I nevertheless remain still, nervously waiting until something like a proper DEILD happens.

DILD2: The beginning of this is very vague. I think I just appeared somewhere and held on to this DC for stabilization. The next thing I know, the dream is much more stable and I am walking down the street with the male DC to my left, holding his hand in a friendly way (I think this is the stabilization residual). I am quite happy and for some reason conclude this is Xanous. I can't remember much of this part of the dream, just that we walk down the street of a European looking town, talking about something. OB is also involved either in my thoughts or mentioned in the conversation.

We are facing a closed metal gate plus fence and the male DC turns to the left to go the part where there is no fence at all. I then tell him, why don't we just phase through the fence, this is a dream after all. So, we go back and walk straight through the fence. I easily pass as if there is nothing there at all, but the DC has a bit of difficulty going through, he emerges but it looks like it has caused him some discomfort. I feel guilty for making him do this and begin apologizing. He doesn't look much like Xanous at this point - brown hair and wider face, but it's him in my mind. He seems quite independent for a DC, but that may be just me. We then continue our walk through the city.

At some point, I feel the dream is beginning to destabilize, but I don't want to share it with Xanous as not to mess his stability or something like that. I just walk further forward, rubbing my hands and hop walking for a while. The dream stabilizes and I am really happy about it. He is to my left again, this time with copper hair and tall. I start talking and notice how clear my voice sounds. But even as I talk, I almost immediately forget everything I say. The only thing I remember is "do you think this will work out" and point at me and him? Then I feel embarrassed this might be understood the wrong way and add "I mean this shared dreaming thing". I finally remember that I was supposed to do a gesture and share the passcode but before I could do anything the dream ends.

Micro-ld: I am back in a town of my past, in the place I used to live. Bf is also there. The thought that I am not supposed to be there anymore crosses my mind, but I come up with the explanation that I am now just visiting the town? I look around in the room and conclude that everything looks like it is real life and not like in dreams where there are all kinds of objects that don't really belong to this room, even though it really doesn't. I see that the windows are very dirty and this makes me think that the neighbors have been throwing drinks from McDonalds at the windows. Soon I see the neighbors throwing drinks. I want to threaten them with the police, but fear revenge, so decide just to call the cops to get them. I also complain to bf about it.

It looks like we are leaving the place next day (Sunday) and I need to take some stuff. I can't remember much detail here, but I look around the place, and there are neatly arranged flowers in the yards nearby, which look similar to dreams about the place I had and not real life.

Then I am in the city center, maybe doing last min shopping, I have no idea. On one of the familiar streets, I look inside a strangely shaped car and see a guy with semi-finished and a purple? demonic face. He gives me an evil look and I become lucid and begin to sway the car back and forth, my intention is to lift it and move it, which I do. I make it turn over and leave it like that for a moment, thinking about some more mischief. In the meantime it changes color and shape. I have the strong desire to try to lift the car as high as possible and then send it flying in the air like a balloon. I concentrate on it and lift it quite high but there is some resistance, I send thoughts that all of the people on the street are also doing this task which makes it easier. I am holding the car in the air for quite a while, until it becomes harder, but I still keep my gaze on it. It has become a round large piece of smashed black metal that is dissolving /dematerializing in the air. Witnessing the dissolution of the object is very interesting, it happens gradually and the object loses its physical properties, becoming more of an energy and I also see aura-like glow around the edges - green and red. The dream ends.

I wake up, think briefly about the ld and then fall asleep which makes me forget it. Noises, distractions and final sleep attempts.

Micro-ld: I can't remember the beginning of the dream/let. There is a very interesting sun clock in the sand of some sort of a pot in the park. I am playing with the sand, thinking about lucidity and stabilization? Then I continue walking down the lane when a DC guy looks me with some sort of irritation and I become lucid. I realize that I am finally in the dream as if just entered a dreamlet and feel very floating/unstable. For some reason, I keep repeating my DSs as a mantra and also grab the guy's T-shirt and move along with him, but he wants to move on his own so he is staring at me annoyed. I let him go and see my mom ahead of me, carrying flashlight which is on and the light looks more like the ray of sun shining on all the dust in the park. Very cool effect. The dream falls apart and I wake up.

Comments: I am happy on this occasion there wasn't too much B6 related agression with the exception of a few bad looks from DCs which helped me achieve lucidity.

3. [non-lucid]
I am trying to figure out what floor the car park is on so I go find the lift and press the call button then get in the lift and press the level 2 button.
The doors open at level 2 so I reverse out of the lift, the lift doors close, I then realize that I got out at the wrong side and now stuck...so I press the call button and wait for the lift to come back, the lift doors open so I drive through the lift and out the other side.
OK I'm on level 2 properly this time, I think I am in a cafeteria or something, It's the wrong floor so I turn around and to my surprise there is like 4 other guys in wheelchairs waiting for the fucking lift (the lift is only big enough for 1 wheelchair) so of course I waited for I don't know how long, the lift finally arrives and I enter it.

Monday 8/12/13

Last night bed around 1am - 8:30am

DR 1 - I'm flying ovet the ocean. Some voice is saying that the birds I'm seeing live on the rock pile I have just flew over. I stop in mid-air and look behind me. Really, there is a rock pile, maybe 30 feet in diameter, sticking out of the ocean.

I look around, trying to figure out which way to go. I have a feeling it's that way, but there are only clouds there. I look in front of me and in the distance, very tall cliffs rise up from the water. I realize that's Boston where I'm suppose to go.

I start flying that way. Ocean has all different colors. Darker blues, and light ones. I'm looking around and I like the colors very much. Waves are not tall, but choppy.

As I come closer to the clifs, I start flying straight up to go over them. I can do that with ease and I'm a bit surprised. Clouds seem like after the storm, broken up, and late afternoon sun is shining through them at low angle.

An airplane flys just little bit higher than I'm. Now I'm over the ground. Looks like country side. There is a huge contraption ahead of me. Basic shape is that of a teleskope. But it's made of orange steel bars. As I'm watching, it shoots out 2-3 salvos of some kind of a yellow beem. At first I think it's to communicate with aliens. Since I have already turned to the right, I look back at it and trying to see what will happen, because I Iave a feeling something will happen. Like maybe it was doing something to the clouds or the atmosphere.

DR 2 - I'm in a building with a large automatic garage door. (Breaking bad last night)

DR 3 - Somebody has a snake. It's very long and skinny, whip type.

DR 4 - I'm in my home town, on the corner with large intersection, at night.

These dreams vere all very detailed, with lots of colors.

Dream recall from today's nap.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was at home and was talking to someone and he was saying something about that i should not think about something to have more chances for it to show up.

Dream 2(fragment):

Was some discussion in dragon forum chat.

Dream 3(fragment):

I am in my room i realize that i am dreaming but then i wake up, twice.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was searching some anime on some site and came across some warhammer 40k themed anime and then there was some other anime which for some reason was using very retro 3D graphics.

Dream 5(fragments):

I was at home and there was some talk about rain and that i apparently can predict future or something like that, then a red dragon appeared and started flying in the direction of my house, then some dude appeared and knocked him out somewhere out of view range, i got worried and shouted at that dude angrily and was about to go out and check, but then i noticed small cyan dragon in the distance, it was flying to here as well and then stopped at certain distance. Suddenly some anime characters appeared and there was discussion about something, then i noticed that that small dragon was already here, but strangely now his head was somewhat cat-like and he had fur.
Then some cutscene started showing completely different place, some dark forest and background voice explaining that many creatures that people think don't exists actually do exists, then cutscene zoomed in to some kind of base where a few huge and strong grey skinned humanoid creatures were walking around.

I was doing something, can't remember. Then, I arrived at UofTMed (which looked like some sort of palace). I went up the steps, and DID THE RC. I SPECIFICALLY REMEMBER SEEING 6 FINGERS, SO I COUNTED AGAIN, AND THIS TIME I ONLY HAD A THUMB. STILL DIDN'T BECOME LUCID >.< I think it might be because of my lack of RCs during the day (I'm trying seriously ), or lack of associating the RCs with the reality.
Anyway, I went up the stairs and into the enterence hall, which looked like a library. I turned right and into what seemed like a hallway from highschool with lockers and everything. I had some sort of device that was necessary (can't remember why.) and it had to be charged with one of their devices. Only I wasn't told about this, so I got quite pissed. I started arguing aith Alyssa, and then Mo came around and backed her up, so I got even more pissed.
I can't remember the rest, I had another dream, that I remembered during this dream, but forgot when I woke up.
IF ANYONE IS READING THIS, I'D REALLY APPRECIATE SOME HELP. THANKS.

1. [non-lucid]
I'm in a classroom trying to access the internet but I'm unable to connect so the teacher (standing next to a smart board at the front of the class) gives me Kye's personal laptop to use instead, I just remember looking at the stuff he has on his laptop and just having a mess around.
Kye enters the room and walks over to me (I just stare at the laptop screen as I knew what was coming), he gets very angry and shouts at the teacher then storms out of the room.

2.

Fragments:
Some sort of racing game with a semi-destructible environment.
The cars got bigger for some reason.
Outdoor seating area I keep driving into smashing it to pieces.

IRL I'm going to China this semester so in the dream I finally went to China. I've been told as a black guy with dreads that I'll stick out like a sore thumb so I was walking around and was mystified that no one was staring or anything. It was like I was a part of the environment and nothing was strange at all. I entered this one building which I felt was some sort of student center that I was supposed to go to. Entering it, I walked into this sort of main room that was reminiscent of a small lecture hall that looked like it was made in the 80s by the looks of the furniture. The cool thing about it was that, the levels of seating sank into the floor instead of the floor rising to create the amphitheater look. But instead of lectures, this room was more just a gathering spot and place to chill. Everyone was just talking to the people around them.

I was sorta shocked to see a girl from my high school and one of the chefs from my college just hanging out and talking to each other. The girl was talking about how she didn't ave much money left til we went to the next city where somehow we were going to get jobs or something. The chef just said that h was going to hang in the background like he usually did and lack of money didn't bother him because he always was able to find a way to support himself in China(apparently he was some sort of Admin on these trips).

I was walking barefoot on a hard dirt path, it was old and had grass growing on it and stones embedded in the dirt. In the distance was an old house, and a brown barn or shed further out. I was listening to my iPod, "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" was playing, and I thought it was going to take me a long time to walk down the path to that house even though it wasn't very far. I think I met someone along the path, but I don't remember details.

When I was sitting in the house, either the house from earlier or this was a separate dream, Cory came home, except there were two of him. He was all happy and talking to his clone, and he told me he was going to go running and then play tennis with his clone. I was super jealous because I wanted to go. I remember having some sort of notebook I was writing in, and at some point I was watching Doctor Who with Cory and we were talking about the Master and I was writing stuff about the show in the notebook.

Just after a college lecture on the second floor, I raced to the elevator for the ground floor because I was upset over something. I knew the rest of the people were headed towards the elevator as well, but they were still around the corner so I went in and closed the doors early, knowing they wouldn't know I did it. Then the doors reopened and people came inside, and I was confused because I thought it would take me to the ground floor before it opened back up again. Then, when the elevator opened again, all the people got out and I realized I had actually traveled to the ground floor, picked up those people, and then let them out back on the second floor. So then the people from the lecture I tried to avoid got on the elevator with me that time. At some point the elevator got really big and it was metallic and shiny, and there was a box near the wall. Martin Freeman was there by the box as Watson from Sherlock, and I was all excited and shy but I talked to him anyway. I think then he either disappeared into the box, or left the elevator.

I was at some kind of outdoor metaphysical bazaar where people had big areas set up selling things. It was the last day of the bazaar and it was about to close, and I found this really cool merchant with lots of things. On the table were small figurines near the end, and nearest to me were these weird bricks of incense that were carved to represent their smell. I saw one that had "Marzipan" carved on it in raised letters, but when I tried to smell it the lady who owned the booth said I didn't want that one because it had a bad smell. There were so many I couldn't decide, but she was already packing up her stuff and wound up packing them away as I looked at them. I walked further to the back and saw a high up shelf with some big statues on it. One of them looked like Yinepu as a human form with a jackal head, but when I took it off the shelf I noticed it had a mouse head. It was weird because I couldn't think of any Egyptian gods with a mouse head. There was another big statue on the shelf that was shiny and all white and ceramic, but I can't remember what it was a statue of. I think I looked at the bottom and saw it was $70. When I turned around and looked back to the table, everything had been packed away except for three Yinepu figurines, and they were actually Yinepu and not a mouse head. I thought I should buy them since they were all alone on the table and it must be fate, but then she packed them away too. After everything was packed, a young woman my age came out and started taking apart the booth and making the ground look like nobody had ever been there. We started talking and she was annoyed because her partner hadn't shown up to help her fix the field the bazaar was in and it would take a few days. She mentioned they were still taking volunteers, so I said I would help the next time they were bringing new volunteers in. She showed me a few tricks, like how to mold the field to make it normal again. I remember seeing her bunching up dirt to make a path from one merchant to the next, and then scattering the dirt to make the field just grass again. When I got home I went to the website to sign up, and there were lots of warnings saying only to do it if you were in shape and could handle 100+ degree weather, which made me nervous but I signed up anyway.

8-10-2013 (Dream from last night. I got up to write this down at 2:30 a.m.)

I woke up after having only been asleep for a couple of hours and remembered my dream. I had to really fight to remember it, but I was able to.

So it was just barely dark outside. We were in some area where there were bleachers, so it may have been a sports arena type place. I’m not exactly sure, but that’s what it looked like. My husband had a bag of weed and a pipe. He asked me to load the bowl and give everybody on the bleachers a hit. They all started cheering and clapping. Whooping and hollering. They were all pot smokers and were happy. So I loaded the bowl and walked over to the bleachers across from us. There were guys and girls there, and I handed the pipe to the guy on the end. He handed it back to me and said here, you take the first hit girl. My hands were full, so he took the stuff I was holding, and I took a really big hit. I remember thinking…I don’t really want to get stoned. I don’t like how it feels anymore. But I took the hit anyway. Then I gave it back to him and he took a hit as well. He passed it on to the person next to him.

Across from where we were standing, there was another set of bleachers. My husband went over there and sat down to talk to the people there and smoke some weed with them. I think there was a girl he was chatting up too. I remember feeling really uncomfortable talking to the people on my side, but I sat down next to one of the girls. She handed me the pipe and I was going to reload it for her. She said, I was pointing the pipe at your head, for you to smoke; not reload. Anyway so I get ready to leave and go to grab what’s left of the weed. But instead, the bag that I see is full of crack and it’s just lying there on the bleachers. I grab it and comment that this is certainly not weed and that it doesn’t belong to me. I give it to the girl, commenting that it must be hers.

Next thing I know, husband and I are standing away from the bleachers. There are three security guards standing next to us. Its winter, snow is on the ground and it’s icy out. All of the sudden husband takes off running. I can’t keep up with him and it’s hard to see because it’s dark outside. I run behind him and on the left hand side of the street there’s a shed that he went into and locked the door. I can’t get in so I jump up on the side of it. There’s a little opening like a little slit where I put my fingers in to pull myself up. Instead of pulling myself up, though, most of the wall comes crashing down around me.

8-10-2013 (Dream at nap time):

Today I experienced whooshing sound that only lasted a few seconds each time. Then I would notice it and wake myself up too much for it to continue. I need to set my intention to not do that; to relax through it.

This dream was either really fragmented or that’s just how I remember it. Dad and I were sitting on the side of a hill that was covered in dirt. I was a little bit higher up then he was, and I had the perfect spot. It was an indented area that fit around me like a comfortable chair. As dad and I were talking, I was pushing dirt down the hill with my feet, making a landslide of sorts. The hill wasn’t really all that big or high up, and at the bottom was my house. The big hole in front of the living room had a bunch of muddy water inside it. I get the feeling that dad and I were taking a rest from doing some work around the property. Mom and my brother were in the dream as well.

So dad starts talking to me about how when we were kids we cost him a lot of money. He said that I had changed, but my brother was still costing him money to this day, because he owed him thousands of dollars and would not pay him back. I was very uncomfortable with the conversation so tried to change it to something else. Mom heard what he said from the bottom of the hill and was visibly upset. Dad said to me, look at mom. She’s mad at me now, and he put his head on my shoulders as if he were really sad. I pet his head like a mother would a child and told him that it would be okay.

Mom was working around the property and said that she was feeling a little bad; that she needed to get her blood sugar up because she hadn’t eaten anything. I tried to get her to eat something but she refused. We walked into the house and through the kitchen. There was a half-eaten cake on the table, and I said, Hey! This is perfect and it’ll raise your blood sugar. Won’t you have a slice of cake before you do anymore work? I don’t remember if she at the cake or not.

While mom and I were on our way outside, dad was on his way inside. We met up on the front porch and my brother was there too. He started to sing a garth brooks song. Dad made fun of him, teasing him by telling him not to quit his day job. I asked my brother if he still liked Garth brooks and he said he liked some of his music still and listed a few of his favorite songs. As my brother was walking away, I was following him when I saw a kangaroo with a baby across the yard. I decided to get a little closer to get a better look. The mom kangaroo got mad and chased me all the way to our green car. I ran for my life and jumped inside, hiding from her so she wouldn’t stomp or punch me. Shortly thereafter I remember hearing my brother tell mom and dad that I was in the car hiding from a kangaroo. Dad told me that it was safe to come out; she was gone. I didn’t dare come out though, because I didn’t believe that she was really gone.

Later on dad and I were back up on the side of the hill. He asked me, “Did you see what’s inside that hole down there?” I said no so he pointed to the hole and told me to look. I did and I noticed the muddy water was bubbling like it was boiling. He told me to keep watching, so I did. Soon a toy (looked like a giant remote control) car appeared in the hole. It was a black and white Volkswagen and was working the mud. As it was doing this, the mud was slowly disappearing from the hole. I thought that was pretty cool and dad seemed impressed as well.