non-lucid

I didn't even know this was possible :L

Anyway, I'm lying on my bed - the way I normally do when I wake up - and my pen I use to record my dreams is on the floor. I lean down to pick it up and it repels away from my hand, like a magnet would. I'm unsure of what just happened so I decide to reality check by putting my finger against the palm of my hand and it slid through my hand quite comfortably, the feeling of this is amazing.

So as this is successful I decide to muck around, I pick up a DVD case and change around the letters on it, it worked. I then realise that I can do what I please, so I made my cupboard into a slide, and I slid down stairs into the kitchen, which has red cupboards and drawers, and black marble worktops, very similar to my girlfriends kitchen. I then walk through to the hall, it's massive, this is definitely not my house, it's much bigger. This is a mansion like house, with a massive conservatory, with a massive TV and loads of DVD's and Game cases.

I have 2 dogs, one a golden retriever and the other a black Labrador, the same as my friends dogs. We also have another dog (Collie) that we can't keep in the house because it scratches the furniture and things so we have a house outside for it, kind of like a small barn.

I got called through by my mum to let the dogs out into the small barn with the collie to play for a while. I go through to the living room and see my mum lying on the couch as she normally does with the laptop on the arm of the couch. There are lots of "Love Film" bags around her, like the bags you get if you order a movie from them, but my mum doesn't like ordering things online. She tells me she's ordered a movie that should be here on the 23rd, I love the news of this for some reason. I then go out to the conservatory and open the doors to get into my garden with the dogs to lead them to the small barn. When the doors open and I step out I wake up

I slept over at my cousin's house last night. I can remember having several dreams last night, but my cousin woke me up by screaming and jumping around so all that I was able to recall was this:

I was in my front yard. It was obviously summertime, because everything was green and the trees had leaves on them. There was this guy. I can't remember very many details but I think that he was very short and had a beard. He told me about this giant wasp that I had to fight or something. He told me that I should not kill it or let it sting me, just fight it.
The next thing I knew I was running though my yard and there was a giant wasp chasing me. I can remember it having bright red stingers and a yellow-and black striped body. It was about 2-3 inches long.
At first all i could do was blow it away. I seemed to have a really strong breath that could not only blow the wasp away, but it would create winds that were blowing some of the leaves off of trees and stuff.
Eventually I picked up a big stick and stated whacking the wasp with it. I didn't want to touch the wasp with my hands otherwise it might sting me. My plan was to whack it and stun it so i could get away. I kept whacking it every time it came close but eventually I missed and it landed on my neck and stung me.
I felt a slow, aching pain spreading from my neck and I woke up.

I suppose this dream sort of goes in with being in a park/forest as a dream sign.

Sadly, this was one of those dreams I almost entirely forgot as my daughter shook me awake. This is a normal problem.

I was a secret agent, and even better, I was a bear. I had fellow bears that were also agents. Our job was to investigate the activities of the pigs, and stop their nefarious plans.

I really wish I knew what those plans might have been.

I recall carrying a briefcase that had information on the plans of the pigs, and I think I was at a trainstation.


I had another dream, again about being a secret agent, but this time I was a butterfly. I was surrounded by other butterflies, and we were all flying into the sky, presumably towards the sun. The other butterflies were all kinds of pastel colors, mainly blue, and as a group we formed a twisting column rising into the sky.

Some of the images reminded me of what I saw (and posted pictures of) at the Umlauf Sculpture Museum, particularly the Butterfly Project.

I liked this dream but I would have loved to recall more detail. Darn kids.

Black means non lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Green means notes

Notes: Stayed up late because of my cousin visiting. Did not get much sleep soo here it is.

Dream #1 Earn some fast cash.

Im in some building talking with a group of men in suits asking me to do a job for them.
I was wearing a suit as well. I think one of the guys looked like Robert Deniro, was telling me that i could earn some fast cash if i do this job. (forgot what the job was)

Dream #2 Wayne brady wants to interview me.

Im sitting down with some executives in some lounge and Wayne Brady says to me..
"You know, you will be great for the show." I mean you have so much charisma, just give it some thought ok?
I ponder the thought, and tell them i have better things to do. (possibly with dreams)

Dream #3 So many missed dream cues.

Im in my 2nd home watching Jenny Jones. (1st missed dream cue) Im now outside washing my hair??? (WTF 2nd missed dream cue) Im now at some park giving this 70 year old lady a foot massage. (WTF 3rd missed dream cue) Im now in my current home in the kitchen looking for something to eat, and past by some cookies that say.."Lucid dream cookies, the cookies of your dreams." (Seriously subconscious, 4th missed dream cue) And finally, im at some car show talking to Rosie perez about lucid dreams,
And she insists..that we are not dreaming the whole time im explaining to her about dreams! (Final missed dream cue)

Notes: Wow, i missed so many dream cues. I am very dissapointed with myself in this dream. Well my cousin leaves tommorow, so i have to be a good host. So hopefully i can rest early tonight!

I had a dream fragment where I was making pancakes in a restaurant as a short order cook.

So strangely -I should say thankfully- I did not have the nightmares last night. I did however, have the oddest dream that included blood sucking -no I am not a vampire obsessive female- and running from people who wanted me to be like them. The dream was quite hazy and I will attribute that to the alcohol from a friend's barbecue that I went to.

I was attempting to flee from this groups of people whom I had no names for and now I cannot remember their faces. They wanted me to be like them I remembered thinking that being like them was boring. I unfortunately cannot remember what "being like them" entailed. I remembered running from them and a handsome man in a Burke outfit wearing a tail coat and everything like a Victorian era butler ran up an rescued me. In the dream I knew him and he was quite protective over me. He had told me I was losing strength and that I needed to recover it. He made a small incision on his neck and told me to drink which since he was handsome and I love English accents I obliged. I remember the people chasing us were freaking out about my doing so and then the butler fellow whisked me away. We made it to a playground where suddenly the booming bass of a terrible song woke me up. My neighbors suck.

I got about five hours of sleep which was fantastic for me. I got more rest than I usually did. I do not want to have to drink booze though every time I want to sleep as there has to be a better and healthier way. Besides, I don't fancy becoming an alcoholic all for the sake of sleep; no matter how lovely sleep is.

For years I have had a recurring dream about my grandmothers home. In my dream, it is haunted.

My grandmother has been dead for over a decade. Her home was a favorite place of mine, as a child. I never felt uneasy about the home, in general, but I do remember a wierd sense of being uncomfortable in the attic. I recall thinking the attic, in its spider web and dusty state, might be nicer if it were clean with fresh carpet and drywall. There was always this question, in my young mind, as to whether the attic could shed its eery feeling.

(As I grew older, I recognized that queesy feeling in my stomach as more of a signal that something wasnt right. And, I dont stay in areas where this feeling predominates. )

The stairs to the 'eerie' attic were in the room where my uncle stayed until he married and moved out. Several years after I had these experiences and when our family no longer owned the home, my uncle confided in a series of his experiences.

As a teenager, my uncle told me he experienced (what I would classify as) a mild form of possession/obsession with a spirit. It started with him making a connection during a ouije board session. He asked me not to 'play' with ouije boards. He stated that he attempted to throw the board away, in attempts to end the relationship. First he threw it in the trash in the kitchen. A few days later, it appearred in his closet. Then, he took it to the trash behind the garage. Again, it reappearred in his closet. Finally, he threw it in the furnace and the entire home shook and he heard demonic screams. That was four decades ago.

I am sensitive to my surroundings and I often have psychic dreams. I have had dreams of demons trying to lure me, in one way or another. About 5 yrs ago I started dreaming about my grandmothers home. In my dream I am drawn into the 3rd floor attic or the closet of the 1st floor bedroom. Each lead to a demon.

In my dreams I fight to rid the house of the demon and I am always unsuccessful. Last night I taunted the demon, daring it to appear. It did and I could feel its strength, which scared me.

I dont understand why I keep having this dream. And, I dont know what it means. I want to go back to the house and face my dream head-on but, I dont know the current owners and live in another state. Any suggestions?

"We are the star called" If anyone has any idea where I may have heard that phrase to have it enter my dream, let me know. I can not for the life of me figure out what it meant, but it felt like it was really important to me in this dream! What was my subconscious trying to tell me?! As in my other dreams from the past, this was before I learned about Lucid dreaming and knew what sleep paralysis was caused by and everything. It's also written a bit different from my normal dreams because I just copy pasted it straight from my book of discovery, changing only the names (making them the first initial) for privacy sake.

Wednesday, June 1st, 2011

This morning I had a dream that I can barely remember but that felt important. I remember starting out in a busy harbor type place with lots of ramps, large steel containers and wooden crates of all sizes and colors. There are also a lot of ropes around hanging from railings and what not. There are a lot of people running around as well, but they are all in their mid twenties or younger, most are still children. I make my way up a 20 foot ramp in front of me, and as I do I pass a smiling girl who must be around 10. She’s a bit chubby and has dishwater brown straight hair. She smiles at me, then passes by me. I lose sight of her for a moment and turn to see where she went, but she’s gone. At the top of the ramp I make a sharp left to double back over a second ramp that runs in the opposite direction of the one I just came up to yet another level. The air around me seems distorted a bit, like there’s an invisible person there and I can sense rather than see them. My senses tell me it’s the smiling girl following me because she is curious about me. At the top of the second ramp there is a rope stretched out across the big walkway between the crates and containers. On the other side of the rope there are a bunch of people gathered in a group. A blond guy whose face I can not make out but whose hair looks like K is in the group at the end of the rope. He turns and smiles up at me, and slides a yellow bar up the rope so that I can zip line down to the crates they are on top of. I ride the zip line down and he puts his arm around my shoulder. He starts showing me around this small hangout, but I can’t remember much from that part of the dream. Then he takes me back to the other side and a few dozen feet right of the first ramp. There are a lot of people in their early to mid twenties grouped there talking. He takes me to stand in front of them and he puts his arms around me, leans over and whispers in my ear something like, “You are one of us, we are the Star Called (Or maybe it was Star Fall?)” Then he starts to kiss my neck and I feel woozy and slightly confused before I can hear myself thinking, “Why am I letting him kiss me? I probably shouldn’t let him do that, C(my husband) would be mad.” And I wake up. This dream was not accompanied by the usual sleep paralysis I have when I see K, and I never saw his face clearly. While I won’t call this a K dream, I can’t rule it out because the paralysis has been less and less every time I’ve dreamed of him, so it is possible that I have finally adjusted enough not to get paralyzed anymore. The whole dream felt very vivid and real, and when I woke up I felt a very strong urge to google something, but I didn’t know what. It was like I needed to learn something important, but I can’t remember what I needed to learn about.

So, anyone have any similar dreams? Anyone have any clue what Star called might be? Is it something I heard in a movie or book and just forgot? Or does it actually have some sort of real meaning? I still feel restless when I think back on this dream, like I missed something important.

So I didn't sleep much last night. I went to bed around 3 am, and woke up around 9. I'm too stressed to sleep b/c we've got some big decisions to make about our house. All my dreams were the fuzzy early night dreams and I can barely remember anything. That's ok though, the My Little Pony wedding comes on in half an hour, so I don't want to spend forever typing anyways.

Dream Fragment One: I'm talking to someone. I don't remember who, or what they said, but it really helped me. I actually had an argument with my husband last night over possibly moving, and went to bed feeling like the Grinch that stole my husbands Christmas. Luckily, this dream left me feeling like I made the right decision and everything was going to be better in time. I can bet it was either K or Vesta I saw last night, I kind of wish I remembered who, lol.

Dream Fragment Two: My dad was talking to me about losing weight

Dream Fragment Three: I was telling someone that I worked in a "stripper store" and not to tell my husbands church. I've never worked in a stripper store, lol. but I read an article before bed about a local strip joint getting busted for drugs, so I'm sure that's where that came from.

Dream Fragment Four: My dad was talking to me about weight loss.

Dream Fragment Five: I was shopping for something for my best friend A, or maybe I was looking for her in a store.

Dream Fragment Six: I was going to demo a video game coming out soon. But the demo was set up in someone's living room.

I'm going to post another important dream from the past later since these are so short

Last night I dreamt that me and two other guys were driving separate cars down a highway and we were to rendezvous with an 18 wheeler. We were wearing black tuxedos and black du-rags.

One of the guys and I were in the back of the 18 wheeler and there were loads and loads of crates full of firearms. I guess the third guy was sitting in the cab with the driver. The other guy was standing on the right side of the back door and I was on the left. Now, all of a sudden, we've got the backdoor opened and we're watching as several trucks and cars speed up behind the 18 wheeler. Why we didn't shoot at these guys, I don't know. This dream just kept skipping and skipping.

Then there were two guys in here with us. My partner tried to gun one of them down but the guy knocked the gun out of his hand. Then my partner reached for an axe and swung it at that guy. I confronted the other guy and took him out with a single karate chop across his chest.

Family Guy College Class [Non-Lucid]

I only vaguely remember this dream, but it wasn't a fragment or anything, my recall lately has just been poor. I was in some college class where we were watching an episode of Family Guy. Supposedly, the episode was leading up to the start of some very significant arc to the plot, and the characters were letting us know that it was going to end at a very awkward scene because of that. The characters were also very visibly stoned, which I found funny. After that, I got up and wandered around this huge building until I found my way outside, then started looking for my car but was unsuccessful in finding it before I woke up.

First I was at some sort of school. I went to a science class, and I think I wanted the teacher’s phone number. It was on a paper (maybe the syllabus?) but I did not take it. I liked either the teacher or one of the women in the class. I think that I had hoped that the teacher’s number would help me contact the student.

Was in a cafeteria/food court and was approached by a young man. He told me that I had good earning potential, and so he tried to convince me to marry him. I was engaged, so I refused. I was also turned off by the fact that I did not know this man. He explained that his ailing grandfather would leave lots of money to him if he was engaged. I asked him what the rush was, and he stated something like he didn’t know when his grandfather would die. So he had to work fast. Once he realized that I wasn’t going to change my mind, he moved to the table next to mine and found a girl to ask. She was happy to find she and the guy had common interests, and accepted the proposal. I was angry with the man for not explaining the circumstances to the girl. Then the girl’s friend started talking about how the drunk dwarf men had all been hitting on her because she was short. I chuckled.

Then at some later point, I was in charge of a portion of an army. We had three eggs, presumably duck or goose eggs. They were in a caravan that was carrying our supplies, but then I was told that the caravan was going to explode! I was told that I only had time to grab one egg. I looked at where the eggs were kept—in a fridge, like what you would see at grocery stores that are completely open in the front. The eggs were in containers filled with salad. I hesitated and wondered why I only had the time to save one egg. I also might have wondered why the eggs were being kept in a cold place rather than an incubator. But I grabbed two eggs and scampered off to safety. I attended a meeting for the army leaders, and everyone brought their own eggs to the meeting. To the right were huge blue eggs, larger than a person’s head, and to the left the eggs were normal sized. I placed my two eggs on the table to the left and sat down in front of them. The army leader went to the front of the room and explained to us how being noble was considered a weakness. That was why we were ordered to grab only one egg. I asked a question about the eggs, and the answer I received infuriated me. I became dizzy with rage. I stated, “So it’s okay to kill the eggs because it’s just like an abortion!” Everyone in the room stared at me angrily. I was handed a black card, a sort of warning, so I put it in my mouth. I was reprimanded by a peer, so I bit down on the card and started drooling on it. I suddenly realized that the black card might have signified that my egg was to be destroyed. I was not bothered by this punishment, for I had a spare egg anyway.

First

I'm at what is apparently a retreat center, it's clearly religious and in the middle of a forest. However there is a grocery store with food and candy. I think I returned to this dream a couple of times and start at the grocery store both times, looking for chocolate on the second time. I share a room with someone else.

There is a priest training going on at the same time and N is one of the trainees. There is a ceremony with a sermon and after that the trainees are officially priests. I go out of the ceremony early, trough a back door, and N follows me and says something. I say something about her new official powers.

Second

I'm reading an issue Donald Duck that I apparently borrowed from my dad when I was visiting. He's there and says something about it.

I acted so out of character in this dream. I would never do something like this in waking life. I just wish it were my history teacher.

I was in the drafting room at school. My old math teacher was teaching the class, but we were doing something computer related. She decided to give only a small group of four people (including myself) essays to work on. I was annoyed, but started to work on it anyway. I asked my teacher if she could just not make us do it, but of course she didn't let us. I put on my headphones and listened to SeeU songs on my iPad. Not even a minute passed and time was already up. I couldn't even finish writing the first sentence: "Apple is a large company that..." I asked for more time, but my teacher said "okay then, you can have more time, but now everyone else in the class has to do an essay." That made me really mad. I called her sleazy and she picked up the phone to call the office. I said, "fine, go ahead," but my head was down so I couldn't see her reaction to any of this. The dream skips and I'm in a strange room with red carpet. There are some stairs leading down. A few girls that were in the classed walked by. I asked them if they thought I did the right thing. They said I didn't, and that I was going to be expelled now.

I drove a tour bus. I remember looking in the mirrors to see the back of the bus. It was no problem.

I advised my mom as she was losing her place. She was upset about losing all her stuff. I saw a bunch of drawing paper. I advised her to keep enough for the next three projects and to get rid of the rest.