side notes

Date: 24 May

Total sleep time: 7 hrs

Pre bed: SJW, 100 mg B6

WBTB: 2x200mg peppermint oil tablets

Dream quality, lucidity and recall: My dreams were extremely vivid today, I dare say, more vivid that real life. I believe this was the reason why I got a number of lucid moments during the night. While being aware that this is a dream, I continued to engage in the dream, soon losing lucidity. My recall has been rather poor again, which made it harder to figure out how it all happened.

Sleep schedule: I had trouble going to bed on time last few nights, but avoided taking sleep aid supps (mel and valerian) for a number of reasons. Messing up my sleep schedule has made me feel very sleepy and possibly affected my recall.

Dream zero: lucid, happiness, no other memory

Fragment1: some kind of game, rocks, I am walking around

Fragment2: my parents at some event

Fragment3: FA, in my bed recalling the previous dreams and happy I just had a lucid. I am between dream and waking state and I realize that this review is taking place in my head. I drag myself out of the dream and wake up to dream journal properly.

WBTB: upon wake I notice how sleepy I am. I try to recall the lucid, but only remember the feeling and no other details. I hold the memory of Fr1 and fr2 in my mind. I go to take some peppermint tablets, then back to bed. I quickly fall asleep forgetting almost everything.

Fragment4: I want to make tea, I am looking at an unused teabag of green tea, which becomes a box, containing two black teas and one green. On the green one is written "blue goddess" and also "hotel memorabilia"

Dream5: We are at some party and it is really late. Lucid moment. I meet a classmate that I like and I want to tell him something. (something like shared dreaming attempt residual that I keep on doing in some lucids). I tell him to come with me in the other room for five mins, but he refuses. I am thinking about my dad coming to pick me up when the party is over, etc. Another classmate of mine (f), we talk with her, she is one of my best friends. She shares that she is really unhappy with her life, and so on. Very emotional connection with her irl and dreams. She begins to cry, and I embrace her, we stay like this for a long time. Another friend of mine (f), comes and joins us and three of us are holding hands in some silent act of consolation...Lucid moment. Memory gap. We are arranging to meet at our new dream apartment, which looks really nice.

Fragment6: someone has bought a toy, it is a car that behaves like rat because it can climb on the windows

Fragment7 DILD: I am in the suburbs, a familiar place but it looks like it is in the past, so I become lucid. Someone is after me, I am running, climbing a fence. . I think I was trying to figure out a way out of the situation, but I cannot remember anything else.

Dream8 DILD: I am on the street and see a small boy and his mother. The vividness is incredible. He throws large stones at me, I am worried that he will break my ipod with the stone, but it is ok. He continues throwing stones, while initially concerned about my safety I realize this is a dream, so no need to worry that much. The stones are very colorful, lots of them on the ground. I pick up one and go menacingly to the boy. I can't bring myself to throw one at him, so I decide to threaten him instead. I do so, in pseudo French. It is really hard to express whatever it is that I am trying to say, so I end up making strange words that don't exist. At this point or a bit later I lose my clarity. I go over to his mother and begin apologizing about my French.

Dream9 DILD: Family and other relatives are discussing politics, I try to remain impassive. I am indulging in a chocolate cake and then drink some mayo salad that grandma has made. It doesn't taste as usual, and I say it out loud, grandma is a bit offended. Family is leaving somewhere. I am on the bus station in my hometown, cross on red light, and continue on my way to our old home. As I am walking, the dream kind of jumps forward, so I find myself in front of our door. I think to myself "Why did I decide to walk, when I know I could just teleport here?", Hmmm, teleport here? I am aware that this is a dream now. I still want to go in the place so I start unlocking the door. Then suddenly I hear a slightly scary metal sound, like movement of keys. I remind myself not to pay any attention to it, and that it will disappear. Instead it gets louder, comes closer.

I concentrate on unlocking the door, but even as I move the key, the door won't open. I begin thinking why is that, the sound is now really close. I decide to face it, and look down the stairs. Pfuu, it is just my dad! He comes and opens the door and we are in! I am in the corridor with dad, it is dark, and kind of...too dimensional. I am talking to him, but it is hard, and my voice sounds really distorted. I try again but the effect is the same. My prospective memory finally activates, recalling the first two of three step task, interact with a DC, ok. Then eat something. I see a small plant in front of me, and think no! I head to the kitchen to look for food. It is dark, the furniture is different and I cannot remember where the fridge is. I finally find it. At that moment dad comes with some strange foamy orange juice cocktail drink. I take it and think for a while whether that counts as eating something, then have a drink. Before I can enjoy any taste, the dream totally falls apart and I am back in my bed. I remain still and wait a bit, but nothing happens, and begin to think too much, so I wake up. Note to self: maybe be a bit more patient next time?

Comments: I have been getting more of these lucid moments but I really don't know how to account for them in my private dream count as well as on DV, because they are kind of short and I'm having problems with lucid recall.

At the end of the month, I probably will be including a total count, with a reference how many of these are micro-lucids. Before, I counted every lucid I had as plus one, but now I look more at the length and quality. This is getting so confusing. Anyways, I still think it is a very good progress for the past two months. If my dream control ever gets really good, one day I would like to go back and relive those dreams and remember them in full detail.

Non-Lucid
Lucid
Missed Indicator ((I'm marking them this way because at those moments I felt like something was off but I couldn't grasp what it was.))
I'm going to call them fragments because while they are all in the same places with the same people, the pieces are not connected.
Fragment 1: My Brother and Work
I'm attending a work meeting. We've gathered at the end of one of the aisles. My brother arrives late, carrying a starbucks coffee cup. He doesn't look anything like my WL brother. I have a moment when I'm staring at him, that I'm trying to realize that. He smiles at me, I smile uncertainly. His eyes were blue instead of brown and his face shape was wrong. He stepped back and his elbow knocked over a row of pale purple gift bags stacked 4 deep in the bay. It pushed the ones stacked in the adjacent bay to the floor.
"Uh-oh." I said. We picked up the bags.
While I'm doing that I think that I should be paying attention to the meeting instead of picking up products, I can hear the manager holding the meeting say something like that to the group, but I don't stop what I'm doing and he sounds really far away.

Fragment 2: At Home with my Brother
Then I'm at home in the living room. My brother follows me down the hall. He's been sleeping on a mattress on the floor. I said something about finding him a real bed and he waves dismissively at me.
"Nah, this is fine."
He's still carrying the coffee cup.

Fragment 3: Girlfriend, Father Lives with Me, Ugly Creature
Now I'm in the bathroom. I have a girlfriend. Sometimes she looks regularly proportioned and sometimes her features are stretched, almost cartoonish. She's wearing a soft grey shirt and jeans. Her frame is too tiny to be normal, but I'm admiring her in comparison to my own more...average figure. She straddles my hips. Both the door to the hall and the door to the bedroom are open, I'm afraid my father will walk in on us.
She takes my hand and leads me into the living room. There's a mattress right next to the door. All the blinds are closed, the lights off, but it's day outside.
I kneel on the mattress and she bends her knees slightly, leaning down to talk to me.
"I'm going to turn into a cat!" She says.
"Go for it." I reply.
She looks exceptionally cute as her face scrunches up in concentration. A kitten bursts into existence in front of us. She frowns at it.
"Well...you didn't turn into a cat, but you certainly made one." I say, staring down at the kitten.
"What's wrong with it? It's kind of ugly."
The longer I look at it the more I realize how little it actually looks like a cat. For one, it's purple. Its fur is really short, almost just fuzz on the skin, its eyes are yellow and bulbous; its ears are large, pointed and bat-like. I try to scratch it between the ears but the ears are too close together. It has 4 articulated claws on each paw.
"I think it's kind of cute." We both know I'm just trying to make her feel bad about willing an extremely ugly creature into existence.

Fragment 4: Junk Day, Miniatures
I'm outside, standing at the end of my driveway, by the curb. I notice a patch of clover, it's pale red. I think "Wow, I've never seen red clover before."
Next to the clover are file crates full of junk. One of them is full of small rectangular white boxes with numbers written on them in black sharpie. There's box with a picture of a dwarf miniature. I see my boyfriend watching me from the house. He turns to go back inside and I rush to follow him.
"Hey, there's a box full of miniatures out there, do you want it?"
"Nah."
"...really?"
He just shrugs at me.

Fragment 5: Rollerblades, Jean Grey, Cyclops, Flying
I'm outside on my driveway, wearing rollerblades. I'm carrying a white trash bag full of junk. I can't seem to stop myself from rolling. The driveway is more sloped than I'm used to. I drop the bag with the junk at the curb and skate back to the house.
I frown, trying to figure out why there's a giant truck parked in our yard and another parked where my car should be. I move toward the garage and see that my car has been crushed into the garage door.
"Stupid rollerblades! I just wanna stop moving!"
I manage to stop. Upon thinking how annoying the skates are, the next step I take does not send me gliding forward. It is a regular step.
"Huh." I say, reaching down and lifting my heel to my hand. The heel of my shoe is flat and wide. "I must be dreaming."
I tilt my head back and scan the sky. Everything is sharp and feels real. The sky is black, broken by tiny pinpoints of light. There is a cluster of 6 stars directly overhead. I know exactly how to test it. The shoe wasn't enough, apparently. I leap into the sky, when I start to descend I flap my arms like a bird. As I lose momentum I notice that Superman is flying around above me, he extends his hand and wills me to fly to him. I attempt to do so, resisting the urge to flap my arms, since I know I don't need to.
I don't reach his hand, he lands. The scene is no longer my driveway but a mall. I'm on a balcony, looking down at him. I see myself from the outside, I'm Jean Grey. When Superman shifts his position a little he changes into cyclops, except that he's wearing red and yellow. And, because my subconscious is hopeless, his hair is red. I jump off the balcony and glide down next to him. I offer him my hand and he takes it, but his arm remains stiff, keeping me at arms length, effectively stopping me from stepping in to kiss him.
Just by keeping that resistance between us, he is gently reminding me that I should be at my post. It will happen soon.
He points me toward the escalator and I take it down to the floor below. I can see him from there, and the balcony overhead.

Didn't have any recall this morning of anything for the last couple days but have been waking feeling really tired. This has lasted throughout the days but I have been getting 8-9 hours sleep every night.

Slowly trying to improve my recall by saying mantras before sleep and reading my journal, as I've only just started keeping one I haven't got much to read.

I may start imagining dreams before bed of what I want to do.

Hopefully my recall gets better. *sigh*

No dreams recalled last night. Just checking in to keep the habit of posting.

Date: 22 May

Total Sleep Time: 8 hrs

WBTB: 120 mg gingko

Dream quality and recall: dreams were vivid, but I was very sleepy today, I guess that has affected my recall. My prospective memory and concentration during the lucid were not at their best either.

Fragment1: the dream involved Xanos, no other memory

Dream2: A class meeting again. It is late at night and we are discussing with the girls where we are about to go. I feel like dancing so I am totally fine with any place they suggest. I notice that they have put on some weight. My dad is over-protective and follows me around. I arrange to secretly meet with my best school friend and take her to a concert. I will buy her the ticket. On what I think is the next day, we meet in the morning and take the subway. She has moved to my city, it seems.

Fragment3: We are eating some mix of bacon and cheese, tasted very realistic

Fragment4: the office is closed, my dad is looking for something

WBTB: Took gingko. Recalled dreams and did some dream incubation during which I have fallen asleep.

Dream5: I am watching some trees from above, and want to change their color. It feels a bit like I am observing using google map. Soon I am at the place of interest, in the middle of a lake. There is an old wood-made ship close to the also quite old and dusty quay. I have a game like attitude and want to rearrange the whole place. I succeed in making more space where I want to. Then I am in the water, swimming forward, but it is not very pleasant because this lake is a bit dirty. There is also a fish nearby, and I don’t like that.

Dream6: Instead of the normal section of a restaurant, I decide to follow a DC and go to another part. I am climbing some stairs to reach my destination, but the place is very hard to get to because the doors are smaller. I reach the third floor, where I talk to the waiter – a friend of mine. Three other DCs appear. One of them tells me that he has a Japanese geisha girlfriend and that they are in an open relationship, they are dating some other special girl. He shows me a brochure where all this is explained using some strange Japanese words. I think that he expects me to join their little arrangement, so I say no thanks.

Fragment7: I am in a car, and the waiter of another place we were in, is now John Malkovich. He comes in, bringing my favourite sandwiches. They are perfect.

Dream8 DILD: I am in an interesting looking town, but pay little attention to it at first. I am with four friends, one girl I clearly know, two DC friends in the background and another girl. The other girl is the girlfriend of a friend of mine, and she has come to meet me. At first, I don’t feel at ease with the two girls, even though they are friends, so I fly to the level of the first floor, and follow everybody as they are walking down the street, just above them. I think of why I am doing this and then fly back down. The new girl has brought me some presents – she hands me two notebooks, with school notes, chemistry and other stuff. Then another one with patriotic poems translated in a foreign language. Who would want to read something like that, I am thinking to myself.

At some point which I cannot remember, I become lucid. I feel I have spent a long time exploring around. The next more clear lucid memory is me, still in that city, which looks like a medieval city, feeling happy and going for some tasks (which I don’t remember at all). Then I look around and enjoy the place, the walls of the houses around are made from a dark stone with a hint of green. It feels like an Italian city during Middle Ages. It also reminds me of a number of other dreams I had. One more recent one was in a modern Italian city. The Colosseum should be somewhere to my right, I am thinking and desire to go to that place. At the same time, I try to engage a few DCs to help me on my quest. I look ahead and see DCs passing by, I try to stop them, but they are moving really fast, strong momentum, so I cannot stop them. (The second time this has happened). I look at a DC in front of me and notice how beautiful, elaborate and medieval/renaissance-like her clothes are. I get closer to a DC woman that is not moving, she is some kind of monk, and ask her for help/directions, but she is not helpful at all (interact with DC).

I continue and find another male DC, a peasant, he looks a bit blurry. I know that this dream has been going on for really long, so to avoid it ending I come up with the idea to stabilize the dream by kissing him. He is not really ugly, I find him rather unpleasant, but still, I kiss him. I realize that I am doing something objectionable to me, yet I keep doing it. The dream feels much more stable (stabilize dream), but then someone tells me that as a result of my behaviour, I have now two children and that man is my husband. This place is my home now. It all suddenly feels so realistic to me that I lose my lucidity. I begin to fret about those responsibilities and that I won’t be able to leave the place now. At the same time, I know that this city is special and that there are wormholes appearing every now and then, so I can use one of them to escape. I look at a live city map, which shows the location of the currently active wormhole.

I continue sleeping and have another dream that I cannot recall. I wake up and feel frustrated because I have no memory of the last few dreams. Then fragments start to emerge.

Comment: Although I managed to recover some of the memory of that lucid, it is upsetting that once again I am unable to remember a part of the experience. And yet, it is much better than not remembering anything at all.

Its been at least a month since I last logged in. I've been busy taking care of my husband Adam. Its been 3 months since his stroke, and he is healing in every way! Starting from the spirit and working down to his toes!!

9 days ago Adam was baptized right here in the campground where we live, just outside our door. it was 2 days after that, that I had the dream I will remember til my last breath.

I was driving my car, me and Adam were going to the bank. I parked outside our bank and we both got out. Outside the entrance to the bank were 4 street musicians, each playing an instrument (I think 2 were stringed, 2 were flutes). They looked well dressed and normal, like you would see performing on a street corner,except these men all had red skin. Adam ignored them and walked straight into the bank (he would never in real life ignore a musician, because he is one). But it was like he didn't even register that they were there. I walked up to them, stood close to them. Up close I could see that their red skin was covered in rolls of wrinkles, boils, and blisters. I knew what they were, but I wasn't afraid. The one closest to me leaned forward, still playing the stringed instrument he was holding, and began to speak to me. Deafness washed over me. I didn't hear the music or what it said to me. This was a band of demons, expelled out of Adam when he was baptised. I calmly but firmly said "Get back - Jesus has him."

Instantly it was pushed back from me, and I was 30+ feet from the entrance of the bank with an angel on each side of me. I was surrounded by their light and I could hear the lights warmth (I know that sounds weird, hearing warmth, but I cant describe it any other way). I wanted to be with Adam,so I was instantly in the bank. No walking required. The inside was simply a white room. People were walking around, some with their head down, some talking to their self, others interacting. Very few were talking to other people. Some people were in line, some were at the front of the line. I found Adam in line and joined him,and from there, he wrapped his arm around me and we talked about what we needed to do while we were in town.

The white room I think, represented people who love God. Some of them were quiet and not talking to others, instead keeping counsel with their own self, refusing to let go of the self....walking head down,ashamed to be known for their love for God. Others in line were waiting for direction, listening and following in obedience, living in tune with God, they knew their old self was dead. It was sad to see how many Christians were wandering with their head down, hiding, hoping not to be seen.

This was the most powerful dream I've ever had. It was lucid, and at the same time simple and clear. I'll never forget coming face to face with the demon that once inhabited my husband. it wanted him back....it spoke to me because Adam wouldn't acknowledge it - which is because Adam COULDN'T see it after he was baptized. I know when the deafness washed over me,it was pleading with me -- so it could get Adam to make him fall, make him doubt....

WE'VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU, SATAN.... YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM OR ME ANYMORE!!!! God's building Adam up from scratch since his stroke, and building me up as well - and what ever comes of it will be for Gods glory,so BACK UP!!!!!

Total sleep time: 6 hrs

Dream quality and recall: Dreams were vivid, dr2 was very long, reviewed in mind to commit to memory.

Fragment1: I had adopted the same avatar as checker and am wondering what people will think if we post one after the other

Fragment2: My mom insists on buying expensive gifts for one of her friends. I don't think she should.

WBTB: had a natural wake, decided to use as WBTB, was out of bed 6 mins, it was perfect, but when I came back, some kind of....nervousness took over, and I had trouble falling asleep for a long time. I really need to do something about my WBTB behavior.

Dream3: Me and bf are in an old but beautiful hotel. The room is very large, and later it turns to a huge apartment. I look outside, see some people arguing, decide I don't want to get involved, close the windows. It is late so I want to take a shower. I go to the bathroom but it is made all wrong and I start flooding the place. I turn the water off and go to look for the other bathroom, near the entrance, it is elaborately decorated . I also have a camera with me, to take a pic, but the camera is all wet, I try to dry it. I go to the other bathroom, but then the door to the apartment opens. We are sharing the place with other people, and they are coming in. I am naked, so run back towards our section and quickly close and lock the door behind me. We go to sleep.

Dream4 mini-LD: On the next day, my bf is leading me through some unknown streets in that city. We reach our destination. I notice some interesting things to eat, but we pass them by and enter a building. We go into a room, where a number of women are around the table and one of them is selling shirts. I don't want to buy any and just want to go out, and we get into a conflict with the woman. The women have totems on the wall, they begin praying and making strange movements with their hands as if casting spells. I close my eyes and inspect my energy field to check if everything is alright, also push a bit of energy forward to cancel out their influence.

I try to leave the room but it gets larger and there are more and more people inside they want to talk to me. I finally manage to go outside and enter the store where they sell the food, the man working there greets me in a foreign language. Those chocolate things are expensive, but look really nice. I end up ordering some ice coffee with something edible inside. The meeting of the people in the room is over, and everybody is now outside. They all pass by me, like a river of people, and I get a lucid-like feeling. They insist that I join them in an overcrowded car. I am in the car, annoyed with them and want to leave the car, but it is moving at a very high speed, so I decide to wait. I then notice that a bus nearby is driving really recklessly, destroying everything on its way. I figure this can only be a dream and become lucid. I think about how long this dream has been going, really very long, and I would really like to have some more fun. Then the dream fades and I am back in my real bed, eyes closed, lying on the right side. I am very awake and worried that I will forget the dream, so I remain absolutely still, reviewing with closed eyes, risky but didn't fall asleep or DEILD.

Comments: I am now a bit upset that I didn't become lucid earlier on. May have had a better chance to do some tasks. Yet, my dream self was happy!

Pre bed: Green tea

Total sleep time: 9 hrs

Dream quality and recall: went to bed very late, deep sleep tonight, and recall was hard. I have been trying to recall the whole first dream all day long but with little success.

Fragment1 DILD: I am looking at a male person, concentrating on top of their head. I see a second more transparent double layer shining with color, I am so aware, lucid is an understatement. I get a great sense of understanding. There is a discussion and feelings of happiness from my side. I am also talking with PennyRoyal, he is one of my good buddies in the dream. It was very vivid, but I don't have much recall. My key impressions are positive feelings, knowledge and understanding. This was my first memorable REM or Non-REM? for the night.

Fragment2: Me and somebody else are about to catch a small plane. We are in front of a very small airport, but we need to get to the other part of the airport, we are looking at a map of the area.

brief natural wake, had the idea of writing down the previous dreams but was way too tired, thought I would remember it, so went back to sleep

Fragment3: FA, I wake up in my bed, grab the tablet and start writing down the dream with Penny. My bf is near me, watching what I have typed, I stop writing, I wake up.

WBTB: I wake up, this time jot down keywords, and spend 10 mins struggling to remember more of the dream. Reviewed tasks, but had the feeling this will be it for today.

Dream4: We are in some place with my bf with a blond guy, resembling a former classmate. While he is a total stranger, but my bf doesn't mind him spending the evening with us. We talk for a long time, he is slightly arrogant. The guy decides it's time to leave so he jumps from a bridge. I watch him vanish in the air instead of falling in the water.

Fragment5: Another attempt to remember the dream with Penny, but I am trying to recall during the dream itself. This time I see a water in front of me, it is a waterfall. I think the dream with Penny might have included Angel Falls, also get some feeling of happiness, yet cannot remember more even during the dream.

Fragment6: A new thread started by Xanos

Dream7: I am with my parents in a familiar place. I have the feeling this is the second dream in that place for today. We talk about something with my mom, and I decide to go to another room. I then go out. I feel much better now, by myself, on the street, there is a fence and obviously a zoo. A lot of people are there, I join them. I see a polar bear cub, and that people are actually going beyond the fence. I want to go to where the cub is so I also cross over and am inside the section with the animals.

I look to the other side and see now a brown bear cub, it is on its back, drinking a bottle of coke. I am with a friend of mine and I tell her that the zoo keepers will think that we gave the drink to the bear and be angry with us. I try to take the bottle of coke away from the bear, but I am taking its food, it is stressed now. I am afraid of its mother, which is a much larger polar bear. We are sitting on a couch with some DCs, when the mother bear comes. I try to think of a plan to escape, without attracting her attention. I think at that point she transforms into a DC, conveys the message that she wants us to leave her territory, so I ask the DCs that we go. They get up, we are leaving, and the mother bear DC is grateful.

Comments: It's been three days in a row that I have been dreaming animals, it is high time I begin to recognize this as a dream sign! Also, upon waking up don't forget to at least count fingers or do any RC, to take advantage of those FAs.

Total sleep time: 7 hrs

WBTB: 1/2 cup matcha tea, almost out of it

Fragment1: A former classmate and something strange about his shoes

Natural wake, decide to use it as WBTB, drink some tea, total duration (7mins), was nicely tired and almost falling asleep but then it became too noisy outside, and also got a text message, so inappropriate for Saturday morning...insomnia for like an hour followed.

Dream2: In a familiar town, I am on the tram, the door is open, and I see an unpleasant ex-neighbor. She is running after the tram, trying to get on it, she also holds a cup of coffee. I try to help her, taking the coffee so she runs easier, but it spills. She gets angry and spills the rest of the coffee on me, decides not to get on the tram. There is another tram in front of us, facing the opposite direction. I look back inside, and examine myself, I wonder if I should change my clothes, but decide against it. People around are looking at me but with understanding, I was trying to help after all.

Dream3: I am in my room, I have something like a small terrarium with mice inside. It also had a lid, and the lid is gone now, a few mini mice jump out of there. I try to catch them and eventually succeed. I am slightly worried about catching a disease from the mice, so decide to wash them first, then put them back in this thing. It changes to a real terrarium and the mice are now guinea pigs. I think about feeding them, what do they eat, do I need to clean anything after them, ect. I look at a desk which on the wrong place, and see something like a bigger guinea pig, a bit more like a grey rabbit now. It seems that have escaped once again...I also notice a grey stuffed elephant and wonder where it came from, I come up with some fake memory that it is from my bf.

Fragment4: A very realistic FA, I am in our corridor, I hear the sound of running water, go to the bathroom and see the water is on. I become very concerned that I have forgotten it, water running all night long. ( This felt so real, and I was so sleepy, I am slightly questioning whether this happened irl, but most likely not because I didn't hear it during WBTB, crazy!)

Fragment5&6: FAx2, I wake up in the dream, go the restroom to pee. Looking a slightly different but very realistic each time, I wake up in my real bed. Then again. (Note for competition, while this is the whole dream, because it is short, I put it as fragment)

Comment: That was a bit strange, but also cool, I don't get many FAs. The tea is to blame, my bladder really was full.

Fragment7: The principal is cleaning up some of his things. I also participate, I see an old barbecue part that I want to throw away and some jars full of pickles, and one with minced meat that looked terrible.

Fragment8: My grandma is wearing a strange outfit, trying to gather things from trees. She tells me that my aunt wants to come by and sunbathe with us. I had other plans, but whatever.

Fragment9: A friend of mine and me are discussing clothes, he proposes that I go to a certain store, I have already been there, found nothing of interest.

Fragment10: I am finishing a cup of chocolate and look at the bottom. There is a chunk of cookie dough there, I wonder for a bit about it.

Goal for the rest of the day: I must DO ten RCs today, plus ADA (at least!)

4:20 am woke up, before I moved remembered a dream fragment, but lost it upon moving

Decided to do a WBTB attempt. Staid up about 20 minutes. Then had e hardest time falling back to sleep. Tried to WILD, gave up, tried to go back to sleep, almost gave up.

Next thing i know, I noticed that I am in our laundry room. I thought, "Ah, but I am not really in the laundry room. This is a dream. I bet if I open my eyes, I will discover, that I am in my bed." And so I did.

it was about 5:45 when I woke up.

Note to self: Great job becoming lucid! Congratulations! I am really fighting my desire to reprimand you for waking up stupidly like that. Next time we are lucid, let's stay lucid and not wake up, ok? So awesome job on recognizing dream, and next time I am dreaming I intend to stay in the dream.

Date: 15 May

Pre bed: 400 mg valerian, 100b B6

Total sleep time: 7hrs

Impressions and Recall: There was my usual for B6 sense of aggression seeping through parts of the dream. After waking up from the lucid (after 5 hrs of sleep), I decided to take key notes and review as not to wake myself up. I got pretty excited and the internal dialogue turned on full power, resulting in about an hour of insomnia. After that I fell into deeper more unconscious type of sleep with a decreased recall capability. I had another lucid from which I remember only a part, I continued sleeping after it was over and had an non-ld.

Fragment1: Some kind of posts on DV that had to do with PennyRoyal.

Fragment2: At home, my parents have gone somewhere and I am in my room cooking some strange pancake/calzone thing that looks and tastes delicious. I have to leave some for my grandma.

Dream3 DILD TOTY attempt: I am in a room which feels familiar, three women are sitting around the table, and I am cleaning up as if after a meal. One of the women has some tempting white green chocolate cookies, I am secretly planning on having a few after the women are gone. Another female DC comes in and starts behaving really aggressively. She demands all the attention, looks me in the eye with hatred and begins complaining to one of the women in the room. I have the feeling that they will start a fight with each other, so get out of there fast. Her hostility feels kind of fake, and at this point the memory of the B6 effect for me reaches my subcon on a subtle level.

I find myself on the stairs of a building and lots of aggressive gangster type boys are all around me. One of them is particularly evil, feels dangerous. I become lucid on a distracted level, realizing this is a dream, but unable to do anything about the guy. I am trying to move away but it is really crowded on the stairs, I think somebody pushed me, and I end up in a niche on the wall. The wall is not really wall but something liquid that sucks me in. As I move forward in this thing, I achieve a better clarity of mind and am fully lucid and in control. There is a single task that I feel the urge to do now, go to Angel Falls. I remember CL’s advice to try to feel the floor, so I move my fingers, touching the empty space and feeling small grains of sand and pebbles. The dream idea was to be on top of Angel Falls, but in the water, so in addition to my feeling the floor, I begin to make swimming movements with my hands. The wall is already liquid and it is like a white pinkish sinking sand made of rubber-like substance. The whole world has disappeared and it is just me and the wall and I feel a closer to the void, afraid that the dream would destabilize and disconnect. I am swimming forward and nothing happens for a while, but I decide to keep on swimming. At some point the whole environment changes and I find myself looking at a flower, submerged in water.

I look at the dark purple flower and marvel its beauty, noticing every petal in detail. I look around, and see that I am in the middle of a pond/lake that stretches as far as my eyes can see. At the same time, mixed with this image I find myself in my old room, where all this is taking place. I focus on the surface of the pond which looks like a silver mirror reflecting the clouds. I then notice that this pond is covered or rather slowly begins to cover itself with lotus flowers. Bright yellow and magenta lotus flowers are everywhere I move my eyes to look. I feel happiness upon witnessing this beautiful sight. The dream is extremely vivid and stable. Needless to say, I am somewhat distracted by this, but keep gliding on the surface of the pond in the direction of Angel Falls. This doesn’t work too well, I am still within the confines of my room, looking through some glass that distorts the view from outside, which is the view from my room with strange rainbow-like effects. A bit like looking out during a bus ride. It looks like my room wins the battle between the two layers of images, gaining more detail.

Soon the water level in the room goes down and with it my lucidity. I struggle to restore the water level with intent, but non-lucid already. I manage to briefly do so, but then I see the floor and the water is retreating. There is also mud everywhere, the furniture is falling apart. I become concerned about the state of my old room and wonder how to clean everything. [end of memory]

After the dream ended, I had a brief awakening, noting to myself about the lucid, but then fell asleep again. I heard some kind of bell-like sound, I guess a type of HI, that actually woke me up. After reviewing the dream I had 1 hour of insomnia. Then - deeper sleep and less memorable sleep.

Fragment4: Having to share the bed with relatives, I preferred sleeping on the ground.

Fragment5: Some more beds, family friends.

Dream6 DILD: I am in my hometown, in a familiar park and am lucid. I see a few dogs around, mostly small ones and larger one (no idea what breed) captures my attention. I keep looking at it and feel my emotions reflected in the dog. I observe it a for a while, the dream is stable, I am happy. By simply looking around, I unconsciously summon more dogs of different smaller breeds. I find this cool. [end of memory]

Fragment7: I see and talk to a politician I don’t like.

Friends of ours organized a big gathering of friends at fancy restaurant. We saw them there. It seemed awkward because we had not been invited. Soon after these friends invited us, just us, to same restaurant. It seems they had forgotten to invite us before. For a while I remember being confused as to what the occasion was: it seemed important, like a wedding rehearsal, but why invite just us now? Was I like a maid of honor? But we were not that close, me and the bride? And besides these friends had been married a long time already. it turned out that the important event was a food tasting. We were supposed to be like food critics, and the fancy restaurant was giving us the best food.

Side note: I had not felt well last evening so I went to bed without supper, just ate a couple slices of bread. So dreaming of food makes sense tonight. Also of note, I had to work hard to recall this dream. Almost gave up, and thought no recall this morning, and then I remembered!

Edit: Oh, and I just remembered: the food was chicken, very tasty chicken.

Date: May 15, 2013
Method: (MILD before bed) then WBTB & WILD
Total Sleep Time: 8-9 broken hours (bedtime 12:00ish am-4:00am) WBTB (4:00am-4:10am), then slept from about 4:15am-5:00am (husband woke me up ) then 6:00am-10:00am
Category: Dream, Dream Fragment, & Non Lucid

Dream #1
Dreamed I was in the store with some students I haven't seen in a very long time. I was introducing them to my family and I was calling their names out one by one. They had grown up and they wanted me to come into a store with them so they could by some sweets to eat. This is was the biggest candy store I have ever seen. The students bought so much candy that the store immediately sold out. There were these old ladies baking some weird kind of pastries that I had never seen before. The old ladies said that the store was out of candy, but the students would like to eat these pastries because they were sweet like candy...and then I woke up.

Dream #2
Dreamed I was helping someone clean a huge bathroom with a lot of bleach. The bathroom was gleaming white and the person was telling me the importance of using as much bleach as possible to keep it clean. We had the longest conversation about bleach, but I can only remember a little of it. I do remember having the feeling that who ever I was talking to kept the conversation going regarding the importance of bleach. There is more to this dream, I just can't remember the fine details

Dream fragment
I remember seeing the face of one of my husband's old childhood buddies and he wanted to have sex with me. He kept asking me and I kept saying no and then he said he will just do the other thing that women like for men to do (you know what I'm saying here don't you?!) and I still said no (Note to self: This should have really been a dream sign to me because I would have never refused something like that !!!).

Its 10:30 am. i was late for univercity and had a class at 11:30 so i thought to attempt wild.

I lie on my stomach and after few minutes i was in Hypnagogic phase. i see my appartment stairs, i am going down to the street thats when i interacted with the imagery and with light focus i forced my self in the hypnagogic imagery to look around, i looked left and right seeing the street in full vividness but then i pushed too hard and was pulled back, the imagery faded << i am lying still without movement >> soon i see my self on the road i again used light focus to will my hypnagogic self to stop a motorcycle, i stoped one motorcycle and ride it towards the bridge. i am making turns << and waiting to be pulled into the full dream>> but again i just interacted too much and it all fades.
Iwanted to lie there and see how far i can go with this but i had to go uni and abondoned the attempt. But i did learn that how much interaction is needed for me to keep the passive imagery going, and eventually i will be pulled into the dream remaining lucid

tuesday 5/14/13

Had a bunch of dreams last night. Something about chicken spoiling in the fridge. Then I woke up and discovered that cat went potty.

Took a nap but didn't get anywhere. Just fell asleep. But last nigt, watching tv on sofa, got really sleepy and closed my eyes. Got HH in under 15 seconds and felt myself like flying or shifting.