non-lucid

Alas I just remember a fragment, but I know that in my dream I became more and more convinced that life is all a dream. Now this does not mean that I became lucid, my actual awareness was low or non existent, but I finally had proof that life must be a dream ... In a dream ... Without realizing that this meant I was dreaming. LOL

My family was moving into a new house, and this dream was all about ambiguities as to what came with the new house and what did not.

For example, when we first move in, the previous owner's teenaged or young adult son is still there. Are we expected to live with him or not? He seemed friendly enough, mostly watching TV. We though it was an awkward situation, and thought it might not be appropriate to ask the previous owner to clarify.

Then there were the bunk beds and lots of other furniture and other stuff. Would those remain in the house? The bunk beds would be convenient because even though we do have our own, but these are hard to disassemble and reassemble, so it would be convenient to keep the previous owner's bunk bed. The same is not true though of most of the stuff, since we have a lot of our own, and need space to move in. The previous owner arrived (at first it had been just her son), and her first answer was that everything stays, but then she said she might pick everything up to take with her tomorrow, even the bunk beds. But if something stays we are welcome to use it. I said "As if it were our own?" That ruffled her feathers apparently because no, it appeared the stuff would remain hers even if any staid, and should be treated as such.

Then there were the kids. At some point the living room was full of kids tumbling with each other, mock fighting, and having a great time. My own were included, but lots more. I said to the previous owner. Your kids and my kids appear to get along well. She said that those were not her kids. They were the neighbor's kids. I said, oh good, so we get to keep them. The answer was no, though, apparently the neighbors were moving too, and the ambiguity there was whether the previous owner and neighbor would be moving together or independently.

In this dream my husband and I had two small dogs, but no kids - at least none present in the dream. We took the two dogs to the park and they ran and got very muddy. I was worried because we were about to go somewhere and leave the dogs at a friends so would need to clean the dogs. I looked for them but could not find them, so asked my husband, where are the dogs? He said I should get them from next to the McDonalds. I thought that was weird that he left them there. I went to get the dogs. Only once I got there did I discover that there was a pet grooming service there. The dogs looked much cleaner but much less happy than when they were muddy. I didn't know how to pick the dogs up though because I had not expected to have to pay, and had left my money at home.

Contractors we work with in waking life came from the west coast to help us solve some issue. Then there was an important meeting scheduled - it seemed like more than a meeting - and we expected a female contractor from same organization to show up, but she did not. So we called her. Turned out she was planning to come in a week instead. We were not sure whether this was due to her lack of confidence in her coworkers ability to resolve the issue on time, which was a prerequisite for her part of the job; or whether she was always scheduled to come in a week, but we got confused because of the emergency scheduling of her coworkers visit; or whether she got confused and booked her flight for the wrong week. Note: in waking life, she is out on maternity leave. In this dream there was another coworker of hers supposedly, who was visiting, and he was in the room with me when we called her. She heard his voice, so she asked him as part of the conversation whether they had resolved the issue, and he said yes. His last name got mentioned, and if I remember right it was the name of a street I passed two days ago when I was heading to or from a meeting that did indeed in waking life include some coworkers of this woman who had come in from west coast for this meeting. However, none of them were like this nonexistent guy with the last name of the street.

In my dream fragment, I recall I dreamed that the fact that my older son's teacher had said that he is doing well in math (true in waking life) was actually hiding the fact that he is in a remedial math class, so he is doing well in the group of students who have trouble with math (not true in waking life).

In this dream I was a lawyer or anyway working on a high profile legal case, helping some sports celebrity, or rather some owner of a sports team - not sure but he was connected to sports,very rich, famous, but not actually doing the sport himself.

In my dream I was single and my boss was trying to help me out, and thus in addition to being assigned to this case he had also set up a number of one on one meetings with this client, which had the potential to turn into dates.

There was a class of some sort and the students who were mostly grown women were asked why is is such a high profile legal case, and they could not answer it, but I did "Not only is the client a celebrity in the sports business, but also this case is of crucial importance to the US Department of Defense."

Then there was a scene in a class room of sorts and I was there with a man who in my dream was either my ex or an on and off again boyfriend. the famous client passed in the hallway, and I told the man I was with that not only am I on his case but I have a number of one on one meetings scheduled with this client and they are turning into dates. I had the sense that the man I was talking to was jealous but the wrong king of jealous: he was not jealous of me, but rather jealous that I had that close encounteres with this famous sports world guy. I realized that I was hoping my friend would be jealous of me, upset that I had dates with another man, but he appeared too star struck to notice.

Fragment: in this dream there was a buffet of sort and I was there with my friends, a husband and wife who are Muslim. They were eager to try Pierogi, which is a specialty from my home country Poland. pierogi actually is a stuffed pasta, but in my dream they appeared to be alcohol filled chocolates. It appeared there was only one left and the wife (my friend took it) before I could warn her that there was alcohol in it. I wondered whether I should tell her, but then I figured the harm was already done, plus if she took it unknowingly surely it would not be a blemish on her Muslim religious practice. the husband meanwhile was eagerly taking another "pierogi", which appeared to actually be a gingerbread cookie. I hesitated whether to tall him that that was not a pierogi, because his wife had had the last one, but then I thought that he seemed eager to try a pierogi, this gingerbread cookie was also a Polish specialty, the wife had already had a real "pierogi" so the husband could not, and if there had been one left he too would have broken the no alcohol religious rule, so I decided to let him think that the gingerbread cookie was also a pierogi.

12:45
I was a rich male teen. It was my birthday and my best friend and I broke into a cake shop because my businessman dad was too busy and my mom too much on a diet to giver a proper cake. When the police arrived, they discovered that someone else had already broken into the store as well, and something way more serious was going on further in. I couldn't really see what, but I knew it looked serious and I had to persuade the police that we had nothing to do with it. At first they did not want to believe me, but then one of them recognized me as the son of one of the most important citizens in our town and somehow that meant he believed me. When I whined that I had not even yet had my cake, the police let me have some, though I was still under arrest for breaking in. It was chocolate cake with lots of icing.

5:30
In this dream I had a younger brother and we were both minors still. The authorities became interested because they somehow found out that my mom and stepfather would at times leave me or my brother alone for the night. They called me. I explained I was 16 so not an issue, but my brother was only 12, and I thought that was an issue, plus it was not like he and I were left together, but he was left all alone out of some reason. Anyway, I made the case worse by mentioning something else the authorities may want to know about my stepfather - don't recall what it was for sure but it may have been that they also sometimes leave their dog alone over night while they stay in the other house with the cat and my brother. Meanwhile I was with my father. LClearly this dream was supposed to take place soon after my parents divorce and thus I was angry with my mother and her new husband.

In fact I was still so angry I had not yet visited either of their new homes. In this dream they had two. I decided to correct that. So we arrived late at this old mansion.

In the mansion there was this cat in the bed I was going to sleep in. I discovered that when it meowed, I could actually make up the words in the meows. So the cat could talk, but others could not understand, only me. Somehow, I managed to reroute my stepfather's cellphone, so that when the phone rang, the cat started talking in the voice of my stepfather's brother, so the cat became the cellphone. My stepfather talked through the cat phone with his brother.

Later that night around 3:00 am or 3:30am my stepfather's brother actually showed up. He looked nothing like he looks in real life, but was a much younger, much slimmer, much handsomer, dark haired man. He asked my mother why she was holding a glass of wine, was there a party? My mom said that no, she was just having a glass of wine just because, and would he like to join her in some wine. He claimed that he was a recovering alcoholic though, and my mother should have known that. She said then why did you ask about the wine. He said he was hoping there was a party here, that he would have liked a party.

In a later scene I admitted to my stepfather that I had spoken on the phone with the authorities about the leaving alone of my brother and also of the dog, but somehow I managed to explain it in such a way as if the authorities somehow knew already, and I did not tell them of it first, so like I had not ratted on them. Btw, my brother was not with us at the house that night. Perhaps he was alone in the other house with the dog?

I was working at the library. Not a library I know, but seems too important a place to just call It "a library". I had recently started the job, and was trying to impress.

I had finished my regular task, whatever a was. So I had grabbed a bunch of applications and had started to make messy comments on them, when I in mid task realized that maybe they mattered more, and I should have been less messy in commenting. In fact my new boss later found them, and reprimanded me on it, and I said I knew that they were too messy, but that I had done them before I knew what I was doing, but that now I knew, and in fact I had done several much better since, but I had left them at a table in the library, so once I retrieved them, I would show her that those were much better.

It transpired that for my job I had not really been expected to comment on these applications, but that if I did, I had to do it right. I explained that I knew that for my job I was just expected to wait between assignments at my station, but that I felt too overqualified for that, and needed something to do in between, so that is why I decided to comment on applications as well.

There was a woman named Jin who also worked in the library, but was more established there and somewhat mysterious. In the dream she actually had a full name, not just a first name, and while I did not realize it in the dream, her full name was the name of a person I work with in waking life who is a DBA of Chinese ethnic origin. The dream did not portray her anything like waking though. In the dream, she was up to something, and she had decided to trust me. She handed me a color coded folder, with colors representing different sections, and I think the sections were about spirituality, but it also felt a bit like a conspiracy, and perhaps going against the authorities who ran the library. I was glad Jin trusted me.

As I was leaving Jin, another young woman joined us, and then she went with me, and tried to get me to go out with her to grab something to eat or drink to get to know me better. She explained that she was Jin's partner sexually. I explained that she had nothing to worry about, that Jin and I were just friends, and I was heterosexual. She said, she knew that, and was not worried, and anyway Jin and she had a relationship of trust. But she could tell Jin trusted me as a friend, and that was rare, so she wanted to get to know me.

I explained I could not right now, because I had to find those applications that I had filled out much better, to show my new boss that I was competent after all. I had left them at a desk in the library, but the desk was not where it used to be any more. someone had moved it. I remember it was a small one person desk made out of light colored wood.

Jin's partner left me as I continued my search for the desk. I think this search was still ongoing as I woke up. Although I may have found the desk at some point, but it was hard to tell whether it was the same desk or a different one like it, given that it was elsewhere and had someone else's stuff on and near it.

At a garden party a child's toy had rolled into the den of the pet monster or pet land dwelling octopus, and I did not know how to get it out so I went to fetch help. Someone handed me a mop. I then found a couple college student aged young women who I gathered would know what to do, and entreated them to come help me retrieve the toy. One of them stopped somewhere to find a mop (she did not notice I already had one, so she got another), then when she saw I already had a mop, she gave me this dirty look as if to say "you already have what you need for this job, why do you bother us?" I said "it's nice to get someone who knows what they are doing. I bet next you are going to tell me that the monster is completely harmless, but see I don't know that." The young women did not deign to answer just proceeded to retrieve the toy using one of the two mops (the one she got, mine remained a useless extra). It was very easy to do. Oh, I only in hindsight noticed that I not only gathered two mops, but also a couple young women for what appeared to be a one mop and one person task.

Then I went around the world. I do not recall anymore why I went around the world, but it appeared to be on some sort of mission I thought was important, but no one else cared about. When I came back to this garden party type scene which incidentally was much like the setting of the part of the scene with the monster/octopus above, I remember recognizing the people especially a girl (upon waking up none of them seemed familiar but in the dream they were). I said "greetings! I have come from around the world. It is nice to once again be among people I recognize!" A woman asked a man "how long before she ...?" But her voice kind of trailed of, and I assumed she wanted to know, how long before she stops speaking in this funny accent (I think it was Scottish - not that I know how to talk with a Scottish accent nor would I actually recognize one), or maybe she was asking "how long before she stops acting weird?", or it is also possible she wanted to know "how long before she wakes up?" -- all she did ask was "how long before she ...?" And the man answered "wait a moment." Oh, and then I woke up from this nap, so if the question of the DC was how long before she wakes up, then the male DC was quite correct in his answer.

This dream fragment somehow included the song that goes like "I'm gonna spin and shout and let it all out" (which my five year old was singing a lot yesterday) and the fact that I am sick was included too, and I don't recall what else.

Then I attempted WBTB.

Then I was revising a job description because there had not been enough candidates. I was making it totally generic so that almost anyone might apply (team player with good communication skills who can learn while doing on the job). I noticed that the contact info listed only my fist name and an old phone number, but I could not find a way to revise it, so I made the job description hidden, and contacted my boss. In the back of my mind noticed that it was odd that I had been doing this and not him, but I just noticed and did not really question it further.

In this nightmare my best friend's kids were my kids, so instead of having my two boys, I had a 7 year old son and a two year old daughter. My father and stepmother were visiting or rather it appeared both we and them were staying at a big hotel. And it seemed that both my husband and I had trouble keeping track of our kids, multiple times in the dream one of us thought the kids were with the other while the other thought they were with one. At the end of the dream, my daughter went missing, and I knew I would never see her again, and I knew it was my fault because of how negligent a parent I was, and it appeared that my father and stepmother were mostly in this dream to witness that. Though at one point I also saw my stepmother sprawled across my father in a way that was indecent for in public, while they were sitting on a bench outside, so there was this awkward moment there too.

Something was taped to an overhead lamp on the ceiling, obscuring the light. As I was removing it, I remember thinking that the scouts did it.

So this dream fragment took place in the woods (our family had gone camping this weekend). In the dream there was something about troubleshooting a mobile application that was malfunctioning, and one of the suggestions was that perhaps for a different family the signal should climb a different tree?

In one of my dreams I was a woman of Polish origin but not myself, living in Russia. A man who was an authority figure of sorts offended Polish honor when speaking to me, and I had to defend it by proclaiming how honorable Polish patriots were. I had the sense that he did that on purpose though because he wanted to hear my defense. Then I broke in somewhere and he caught me, and I had the choice of going to jail or working for him and his people as a thief. As my first assignment I had to steal a loaf of bread and a box of blueberries. I was then paid six crumbs of bread and two blueberries. When I objected, he pointed out to me how hungry the other people in the room looked, and I stopped objecting.

A boy, not my son but close to my older son in age, was organizing a book sale in front of his house with his mom, and I was helping with the book sale. The boy had made a huge sign, saying "Dirty Books." When I saw it I laughed. He asked why I laughed, I explained that this word had another meaning from what he meant. When he asked what the meaning was though, I gave him some sort of nonresponse. Later at the book sale, a man came to look for our "dirty books", when he found out that the sign was a kid's mistake though, he took it with good humor, and even decided to buy a Nero Wolf mystery book (note: even Nero Wolf mysteries I would not expect at an elementary school aged kid's book sale, but in the dream that did not bother me). I said that today will perhaps mark an unexpected revival of popularity of Nero Wolf books.

In this dream my husband told me that our bank accounts were going to expire in half an hour, and that we could not make it there on time. He seemed optimistic though that all it would take would be some paperwork the next day. Meanwhile I worried that all our savings were gone. I arrived at the bank, but there were different doors with confusing labels that had nothing to do with money. So I left and called my husband and said that I had failed to go to the bank, and could he go revive our accounts. I do vaguely remember though that then we were at the bank meeting together. At first it looked like my fear was going to prove correct that we had lost all out money, but then I pointed out to the bank that our home's mortgage was with their bank, and if we don't have any money, we cannot make our mortgage payments, and then they seemed more interest in reviving our accounts.

I was packing for an air plane trip, don't remember where to or why, and I realized I had prepared 2 water bottles, and can't take those through airport security, so I had to figure out what to do with them instead.

A man got arrested, and he thought it was because he was successful in business so his enemies put together false charges.

I remembered more upon waking up, but I lost it.

The was a man. I think he was a performer but looked more like a business man. He was black. He was from South Africa. There was something weird about his self identity as part of ethnic group, but I don't remember any more.

We were in some kind of hut. There were these huge killer bees. I am scared of bees and freeze. Alas with these bees if you freeze, they land on you and wait. If you move, that's when they kill you. There was some female scientist there who knew how to handle oneself with the bees. She was going to try to save me since a bee had landed on me and I now could not save myself. Luckily I was not really aware in this dream and my emotions were not realistic, because I have a phobia of bees in waking life.