non-lucid

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.

fragment: work related on data issues and requirements clarifications

Memo to my mind: we do not get paid overtime for dreams, cut this line of dreaming out, unless it has some worthwhile ideas - brainstorming in dreams is ok, but this dream was boring and nonproductive.

Fragment 1: I think this dream was about time in dreams whether they are eternal or finite, and also whether time is improved or worse? but I don't remember any more what I mean by that.

Fragment 2: this dream was either about the meaning of dreams or the meaning of life. The dream was in visuals only, so no sounds and no emotions. I don't remember any more how visual could portray meaning of something as complex as dreams/life! I don't remember any of the visuals.

I remembered a dream fragment that was clearly due to an argument on DV.

In this dream a brutal prince reigned, who enjoyed killing people for fun. Then a mob rose up to overthrow the brutal prince. I was part of the mob. I remember there was a lot of gore, a lot of people died brutally on both sides. Toward the end I think the prince was overthrown, but I could not be sure because I was too far to get a good viewing what was happening. But there was a procession of sort, and the mob was not attacking the procession. I remember seeing a modern looking woman as part of the procession, and my dream self identified this woman as Eep. Upon waking I at first did not remember where I got the name Eep from: it's the name of the daughter of the cave men family in the movie The Croods. But the woman in my dream looked modern, well more modern than a cave man, and more modern than most of the mob anyway. In my dream I knew she was an influential leader of this revolution.

In this dream I was a male undercover cop. I was traveling on an interstate, when a patrol car started tailgating me. It was obvious to me that he was trying to catch me for speeding, but the more anxious I became, the more my foot accidentally pressed down on the pedal. I would catch this, and correct it, though. I knew this was called "baiting", but I was not doing it on purpose. Finally, my pursuier gave up. Then I pulled off to a reststop and sat down at the bar. I told this story of what happened to the bartender, told him that I was an undercover cop, knowing that the patrolman was bound to stop by this bar someday and hear the story, and regret (be embarrassed) that he had done this to a fellow cop.

There was something about a man playing the stock market. I also remember there were other dreams, but that's all I remember. I was exhausted when I went to bed early.

Slept longer and around 8am had another fragment: setting up a combined life insurance with friends of ours.

Even though I thought I might dream of COOP documentation because of training I took, and I did dream of it, I still did not become lucid. Bummer.

The previous night I dreamed of cheering because of baseball game we watched in real life, and again I had told myself to watch out for baseball game in dreams, but I did not become lucid despite predicted dream elements.

In this dream unlike in real life I had a cat, and so did my neighbor (not a real neighbor). He and I were talking across the hedge (don't have a hedge in real life), and he was telling me how when I am at work, my cat likes to hang out with him and his cat. It was not explained why he is not working and has time to hang out with cats all day, despite the fact that he was middle aged and quite healthy and well off looking.

Even though cats are a dream sign lately, I did not get lucid.

I arrived late at a banquet organized by my work place. the sorbet had already melted, and all that was left was cool aid. Then the bad guys (terrorists) started to demonstrate how they could control people through the spiked food they ate. they could cause remote controlled agonizing pain or embarrassing sexual pleasure in those who had eaten the food. Then the bad guys proceeded to take the credit for our team's accomplishments.

Oh, and somewhere in this dream I walked outside with a woman and noticed that she was a bad guy because she had a radioactive necklace that glowed in the dark. I was scared of that necklace and her.

I recalled this dream upon awakening at 6am:

In this dream I took an iT class. The instructor was a feminist, and I was her favorite student.

I befriended a male fellow student, and during breaks we would go to restaurants together. he was color blind, and could not tell green and blue apart. After the final day of the course was over, he said he could not join me at a restaurant because he had other plans. I followed him for a while, but then gave up, and found a restaurant of my own to dine in.

There was too much cigarette smoke. I sat down. A little girl sat down next to me. She had a binder of art supplies, so I showed her that I also had an art supplies binder much like hers. Another girl came. She stood there next to us. She noticed a really cool sticker that was kind of 3D lying on the bench beside me. The new girl wanted to have the sticker. And the girl sitting next to me wanted it too. But there was only one sticker.

I contemplated whether to tell them that neither of them could have it because it was probably forgotten there by some other little girl who might return for it. Or whether to use Salomon's solution: suggest that we divide the cool sticker in half, and see whether either girl is willing to part with the entire sticker rather than to distort it by dividing it.

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I could have sworn I remembered another dream at same time upon wake up, but it disappeared.

Side note: That last part of the dream made me smile because it is about such a typical parenting dilemma. I've got two boys not two girls, and in the dream the girls were not supposed to be mine, but this situation is one that as a parent I have encountered many a time: there is only one and of course both want it.

Around 12:30 (so only after first sleep cycle of the night) woke up with this dream:

It was decided that I shall have a baby, but I do not give birth but receive e baby fully formed. She is a baby girl. there are issues: too much light falling on the cradle, too much movement of the cradle contraption that she sleeps in. For a moment the baby in the contraption in light looks otherworldly.

I need to cover the baby with some sort of rigid screen so she is out of sight. To access her, I need to go around her cradle. On the other side is the bed of her Hindu nanny and the Nanny's son. The nanny accuses me of my being there means that her services are no longer needed. I reassure her that they are, but that I just need to nurse the baby. they are surprised that I wish to nurse her.

For a moment the baby seems too old to be a baby, and maybe threatening looking. She can talk! First she says she needs to go to the bathroom, but when she realizes that I meant to nurse her, she is ravished. First she latches onto my arm, apologizes, and latches onto my breast instead. I am confused as to her age. Is she a baby who can talk, or is she older and if so, should I nurse her? But why would she be that small if she is older. Andher eyes appear wiser than her apparent age.
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I believe this dream tone metaphorical: are my ideas old or new? Do they threaten others? Am I right to nurture these ideas? they can speak for themselves, and yet are helpless without my nurture. I think this dream was inspired by discussions of spirituality on DV.

Also I have been reading Greek mythology to my sons, and the idea of fully formed daughter (Athena) and baby that can talk (Hermes) was probably based on that.

I remember waking up thinking this was a healing dream. Well, that was the intension anyway: I had a pounding sinus headache which would not do away with medications, so I napped in the hope that I would feel better afterwards. I now do feel a bit better: still got a headache, but a bit more manageable.

In the dream I kept getting PMs by Sageous. I don't recall actually reading them and no contents or subjects, but I remember opening them, and they kept coming.

I wonder whether this dream is more like a metaphor for my headache: being bombarded by PMs?

I have a new habit of writing down before sleep a few things to watch out for during sleep, elements for my day that are likely to make their way into my dreams:

For example last night due to that thread on lucifer followers on DV, I was expecting to maybe dream of the devil or something like that, and I was all ready to face him and tell him that he is not real if I became lucid. Lol

Instead I dreamed about cleaning my fish tank. Of course, I should have realized that the guilt over postponing the water change yesterday would get into my dream! Alas, I did not become lucid.

My fish tank in my dream was not at all like in real life. It had some sort of skull decoration, which was buried under something else - a hidden skeleton? It had yellow sand and tree roots. I did not quite see or don't remember what creature lived in my dream fish tank, but I have the sense that it was quite inappropriate for a tank this size and maybe even for a tank at all. (For all i know with all my kitten dreams lately, it might have been a kitten.) I was trying to remove things that leach calcium into the water before refilling the tank (this is due to my trying to sort out in reality how to adjust alkalinity to suit snails, but actually they probably need more calcium not less).

Another dream fragment: I also dreamed something about left hand and upper hand.

I had another one of my kidnappers try to snatch my kids nightmares.

They tried to snatch my kids while the kids and I were running for the safety of a building. I managed to somehow fend them of. I don't remember how.

In general my awareness in this dream was fuzzy, which is why I did not recognize my dream sign: the kidnappers.