JoannaB

I can't believe I only now remember to write down what I remember from last night's dream!

I remember it felt like it was a long dream, but I recall only two fragment parts of it:

One fragment involved searching for something on a map, possibly the lair of the bad guy.

Then I found the bad guy. He had a little girl he had kidnapped. I killed him, or so I thought, but he revived again.

I know there was much more to it, and after this scene there was more, but that's all I recall now (in the evening after a whole day).

Was buying transparent small plastic plates with a cherry pattern on them. Some were broken, but this was not a big deal because they were actually made out of wood and modular, put together like a puzzle.

It was a work related dream, but not about my waking life job.

I remembered much more right upon waking up, but did not write it down. Yikes!

So we got a new home in this dream and it ce with a small house in the yard which I set up as a pet house for the kids. I flooded a room with water somehow and put fish in it.

When I came back I could not approach the small house from one side because the was a giant pit filled with water in the middle of the path. So I went around the small house to the door on the other side.

First thing I noticed was a fish gasping for air in a room without an water. I realized that the kids must have opened the door to the aquarium room and the water must have all gotten out carrying the fish with it all over the place.

There was another room that had a hamster that belonged to the boys' cousin B, and strangely the hamster was fine and not killed by the flood. I did not question why the hamster lived here even though the cousin in waking life lives out of state.

I tried to figure out how to redo the water for fish so it would stay in one room, so the fish would be safe (and kids and hamster). Strangely the solution of using an actual aquari did not occur to me. I started thinking about the option of an indoor pond.

We were house hunting. Looked at a house much further north from here, near a bay. There was standing water in the walkway to the house, and a sign said that one must be 18 years old to wade across, otherwise walk around for 39 minutes. We talked to a local man. He said that this time of year this area was ok, but in the winter it was abandoned when all the tourists were gone, and the fog was so heavy one could not see. Despite all that I considered moving there because of the good schools.

Alas that is all I remember, just a vague memory that a dream happened. Got to start focusing on dreams again.

I was male and had the superpower being able to fly. I was being persued by sepne with same superpower who wanted to kill me and had just killed a bunch of people. I had a female with me who had no superpower and thus needed to be carried, was not with me voluntarily, but I had to take her away because the guy who was after us would kill her otherwise.

Fragment about home made pizza making.

Ordering or buying food for a difficult group of kids, including a vegetarian, someone on a kosher diet, a kid who wanted pizza with "peppermint, peppers, white meat, no or little sauce."

Something about making words in the oven? But sometimes fail because part missing or other issue.

Drinking out of a bottle and there was a broken piece of glass in the bottle, stuck inside so it could not be extracted.

I was with my younger son at a cabin of sort. There was a bookshelf of stuffier there, and I was told that almost all of them were regular stuffed toys except for the two eagles. At first I only saw one stuffie that was an eagle and it looked like nothing special to me. Then I saw the other one: it was actually made out of plaster, looked like a kid's art project, and it had a baby eagle with it. They actually looked more like owls, but everyone called them eagles. I was told the eagles were valuable and would soon be moved to the Smithsonian museum by curators who were trained physicists and thus very good.

When the curators came, the bookshelf was empty. I discovered that my son had a backpack full of stuffed animals, among others the stuffed eagle. I reprimanded him, but secretly thought how is a five year old supposed to know the difference between art and toy if this is art. He did not have the plaster eagle with baby eagle though. We discovered the plaster eagles in a bin full of blocks. They were in bad shape. The face banged up and no more mouth, nose, eyes. The curators who came to pick them up did not seem concerned though. Perhaps this could be fixed.

Something about baking bread with lots of candy in it. Preparing for my birthday party, and I think I may have been a young adult rich male, and birthday party was to be held at a restaurant. Writing a short story entitled War.

Gave a friend a present, a terrarium. But the water bowl broke. I remembered that it had already been broken and then I got a replacement, and now that broke. I wondered what size it should be. In my dream the one I had was large enough for a real duck to swim in, which they sometimes did.

I cannot believe it: a second lucid in one night! However this one was embarrassing and gross. My awareness and control were low.

I was in a hotel room with coworkers, and one of my coworkers was lounging on a bed with me - yikes. My boss was saying how he now gets 2 weeks off because of Obama, and while it does not apply to us contractors yet, but the rule may change, and we may even get all of December off.

Suddenly I realized I had made number two in my pants earlier without realizing it. And then I farted vehemently. Then farted a second time. Thoroughly embarrassed, I appologized to my coworker without looking at him. I thought "This can't be happening!" And that's when I realized that thankfully this is a dream.

However my awareness was so low that I still thought I had to dispose of my number two in a bathroom somewhere before doing anything else in this dream. I had wrapped it in a napkin. Luckily it was small and dry.

I thought, since this is a dream, I just need to walk into any door and expect there to be a bathroom on the other side. I picked a swinging door that was like a closet door sort of. It swung inward to reveal another door. And then another. An endless set of doors. I was a few doors in when I realized it was just door after door, so I turned around but even in the other direction it was just door after door. Luckily, I remembered that it is a dream, so I went into fast forward speed and quickly went through all the doors to escape this place.

I was in a resort of sort, still looking for the bathroom to dispose of my awkward package. The next door was labeled Gasthoff in German for a hotel with restaurant. I did not want to go into the restaurant for some reason (low awareness). I overheard someone say that there used to be more people in this resort but they disappeared under mysterious circumstances.

I decided to get out of here, and finally decided to fly. I was flying over the pool, when I realized I still was holding my package, and since this was a dream and no consequences and I really should not be carrying this around in a lucid dream, I just let it go. I listened for it and heard the sploosh as it went into the pool. It was a much bigger sploosh than a small package like this should cause. I was embarrassed again. The pool made me want to swim, so I swam in the air above the pool, but then thought that even though I had thrown it into the pool this was the air above the pool and thus still contaminated by association.

I woke up soon after, and realized that this was barely a lucid given how low my awareness was that I could not even make it pleasant and stuck to the gross theme.

The main redeeming factor of this lucid was the fast forward speed to escape the endless doors płace.

Wow, this was a long lucid dream. Unfortunately my dream recall is not the best right now, and I know I forgot a lot of this dream, including how it started. I do not remember how I became lucid. It was definitely a DILD not a WILD though, and a WBTB because I got up and drank a milk at night.

What I do remember:

I remember at some point while lucid remembering that I should fly and so I from that point on went everywhere by flying, not far off the ground by flying nonetheless.

I rember being indoors and wanting to go outdoors and there was a large balcony window and it was closed, and I decided to go through the solid glass with my eyes open. The sensation is hard to describe: kind of like passing through water but totally different, perhaps more like molted plastic but room temperature but not sticky?

Outside I was with my older son and I was telling him this is a dream, but could not get him excited or doing anything.

I remembered two of my goals: my goal to make chocolate appear in my pocket and taste it, and my goal to go to the Taj Mahal. I did not pursue the Taj Mahal out of some reason. I checked my pocket for chocolate, but it was not there! My pocket was empty. I tried to imagine I was eating a non-existant chocolate anyway, but failed to convince myself.

I tried to recall the DV tasks of the month, but all I recalled was that one of them was Easter related somehow, but did not recall more.

I remember I a couple of times at least almost lost lucidity or briefly lost it. Once I found myself washing dishes, but then remembered it is a dream, so why am I doing dishes? Then at another time I think I had a false awakening: I was in bed, but then realized I was still dreaming an levitated.

I remember at some point trying to operate or look at my iPhone, but all it did was emit a slightly ominous sound and show what looked like a heartbeat or something. I but it down face down to not look at it anymore.

I also recall at some point being bothered by not enough vividness, and saying "Clarity now!" Out loud. And one of my eye's vision got more vivid, but not the other one yet. So I wiped my other eye, and that cleared my vision to very vivid, but only briefly - most of this dream was only so so vividness.

I also remember a part of my dream where I was exploring my dream home while holding my younger son while I was flying. He was about doll sized and only marginally more interactive than a doll though. I tried to get his interest in stuff. Among other things my dream home had this gorgeous grandfather clock that I got over to for us to check out, and parts of it seemed to be made of gold. In general my home was nothing like my real home.

I also do not quite remember what happened just before I woke up, and I have the feeling my husband and perhaps my parents may have been in this dream at some point, but not sure. In general this dream seemed to go on for a very long time, and I was lucid for much/most of it. I remember worrying inside the dream already that I might not manage to recall all of it upon waking up!

My favorite part was flying through the solid glass. Oh and I think but not sure that I actually did that another time later in the dream because I liked it so much.

I am surprised that I had this lucid now. I have not been good at reality checking, my awareness and recall have been low, my memory is not good now. And still a lucid! I'll take it. So glad to have one, and to not just wake up right away as well. Yay

Something about caffeinated and non-caffeinated beverages.

I met the ruler of Madagascar who in my dream was a young white man. He demanded that I pay him because he always gets paid, and he rules Madagascar in such a way that the atrocities that used to be done to the people there stay a secret.