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Dream - Lucid

I woke up and got on Skype. My friend from Belgium that I met on this forum was online. I hadn't talked to him in a long time. He had tried to message me the night before, but I had left Skype up overnight. We were talking about movies and he was sending me some really cool pictures. I knew I needed to get in the shower to get ready for classes, but I couldn't get away from the computer. I walked into a sound studio and was getting taught about how it worked. I knew I really needed to get in the shower. There was an episode of Family Guy on one of the screens in the studio. I saw a couple of my friends from school. Then, I went back to the computer and talked to my friend some more.

This morning, I got up, showered, and got on the computer, and my friend was on Skype, and he messaged me! We haven't talked in awhile either. Neither of us have had time to get online. Craziness... o_o

Dream - Lucid

I was at a pool with Ryan and someone else. It was dusk, and continued getting darker and colder outside. We weren't supposed to be there. If we stayed and/or got back in the pool, we'd never be allowed to come back. The seasons were also changing. I needed help getting a raft out of the pool, so I asked Ryan to help me. He helped me to get it out, and we ran off through the woods, with him in front of me. We were laughing as we ran.

Then, we came across one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. There were glistening waterfalls everywhere, reflecting different colors, and they were running backwards. In the middle of the dreamscape, there was one big waterfall with a huge shimmering sphere on the top. The sky looked like dawn. I was awestruck. It was beautiful. This description doesn't even do it justice. I heard a voice, it sounded like the narrator from Little Big Planet. It said something like this:

"You see? The only difference between us is that it's not hard for us. It's more difficult for you."

The voice was very calm and comforting.

~

I was at my friend Courtney's family's house. We were in the living room with her two younger brothers. The living room looked like it did when we were in middle school. Courtney said something about wanting to go to my place later because she wanted to smoke weed. Well, that was a problem, because I didn't have any weed. I stopped smoking it. So Courtney asked one of her brothers, Tyler, if he had any. He said yes, so she went to get it.

She came back with a baggie of weed, but it looked like raw spinach leaves. She took a handful and put it in a vase of water, and put whipped cream on the top. Apparently, this was supposed to get you high if you sat near it and just kind of smelled it for awhile. So that's what we did, and it did get us high.

~

I was looking at my friend Bret's Facebook page. I saw pictures of him and his older sister. She was graduating college, and he was with her in the pictures, looking very sad. She was apparently graduating from Brown University. She had a red cap and gown on in the pictures. I think he wanted the honor of graduating from Brown. His sister looked like she was trying to cheer him up in the pictures. I wrote on his wall, recollecting a "memory" of us doing lots of drugs together, and how much fun we had had.

~

I was at a coffee shop, I think it was Einstein's (a coffee and bagel shop). It was very crowded, and I was sitting with my friends Sara, Sarah, Leigh, and Stephanie at a booth. The waiter, a man with short, curly hair, resembling a customer that frequents the shop I work at in waking life, came up to our table to take our orders. I ordered a small cappucino and a sandwich. The waiter told me that they were out of small cups...all they had left were larges. I told him alright, give me a large, but just fill it halfway up and charge me for a small, because there was no way I could drink a large. He left to go fill our order. I watched him go to this big bar in the middle of the shop, where they did all their cooking and drink building.

We all sat around and talked for awhile, and it seemed like our order was taking forever. Finally, the waiter came back with our drinks. He placed a small mug in front of me that was only half full. He left before I could say anything about it. Everyone else's orders were correct. I also didn't have the sandwich I had ordered. Stephanie offered me some of her tomato basil soup, but I said no thank you, and that I had eaten that for lunch that day. I got up to get my drink corrected.

Then, I was outside, and there was a huge line of people dressed in Renaissance clothing, all waiting to get into Einstein's, but they were all waiting outside not a shop, but an area full of tents. The sky was cloudy. I approached the manager, a bigger Indian or African man with light brown skin. He was also dressed in Renaissance clothing. I said hello, and he shook my hand. I told him I had a complaint, and he told me to follow him to his tent. We went up to his tent, and I told him about the drink mishap. He nodded and listened. Every time I looked at him, his skin got darker and darker.

I don't remember what he said, but he seemed...off. Like he had something up his sleeve. I realized I was dreaming, but kept talking to him. Then, as I got up to leave, I decided to take control of the dream. I examined my hands to induce clarity. I started to float upwards, but then, I remembered one of my lucid goals: To talk to a dream character. I turned around, and said,

"You know what? This is a dream!"
He didn't seem to believe me, so I kept talking. I decided to ask him some questions.
"What's 2+2?", I asked.
"4!", he replied.
"Ok, what's my middle name?"
"Nicole!", he replied.
I continued,
"Now how could you know that if we just met today? How could you possibly know my middle name?"
He got very flustered, and said
"Uh, um...uh...because...because..."
I finished for him.
"Because you're a projection of my subconscious!", I said triumphantly.

I decided to get out of the tent by floating up through the top of the tent. I flew up, and started to tear through the burlap of the tent. I felt how real the burlap felt. I tore through layers and layers of it, and then everything went black, and I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

So I went out drinking last night and got VERY little sleep, but this morning, while staying with Ryan, the man I'm currently dating, I had a very vivid dream.

Ryan was taking me back to my parents' house. It was very bright outside. We got there, and my mom and dad were outside in the front yard. There was a burning tree stump in the middle of the road. My dad and I tried to put it out, but to no avail. I tried dumping water on it, but it didn't really do anything. We couldn't stop it from burning. The fire started to spread.

Then I woke up extremely dehydrated with a bit of a stomach ache. Gotta love hang overs.

Dream - Lucid

I was at work, serving some special coffee drink to a table.

~

I was telling someone about the above dream, I think it was my mom, and she thought it was “wild”.

~

I was working with my friend/coworker Tori. The lights weren’t on in the coffee shop. A couple that frequents the shop came in, and the woman asked me if we still had the special that was on the board. I turned around to see what the special even was, and it said “piggys in a blanket”. I told her to hold on, and I’d go check. I went and asked Tori, and she said yes, we still had it, and showed me where the “piggys in a blanket” were. I told the lady we had them, so that’s what she ordered. I got the little link sausages wrapped in crescent rolls out of this small box, and put 6 of them on a plate. I couldn’t decide whether to give her 5 or 6 though. I finally decided on 5, and put one of them back.

~

I was in a building at my college, the old gym, with my brother. A girl I’ve known since middle school, Amanda, was there. Apparently, she had never really liked me. I wanted to know why, so before we left the building, I demanded that she tell me why she had never liked me. She told me to hold on, she was going to use the bathroom, but she’d tell me when she got out.

As soon as she went into the bathroom, a big, light blue neon sign appeared on the wall close to the ceiling that said “Emotions” in cursive. It lit up the room. Apparently, this was normal for her, and I told my brother that. I “remembered” that, usually, it would immediately go away and be replaced by another neon sign, this time red, that said “try harder” in cursive.

Amanda finally came out of the bathroom, and the sign did something new. It turned white and said “please wait”, again in cursive. Then, it changed again, and said something along the lines of “congratulations”. Amanda was overjoyed, because she had always gotten the “try harder” sign, no matter what. I cried tears of joy for her, I was so happy. She hugged me and thanked me for being such a good friend. I was overcome with emotion. I told her how happy I was for her. I looked at her face, and it was covered in scratches and bruises, but she still looked so happy. I left with my brother, still crying tears of joy. I then explained to my brother that, usually, when the “try harder” sign appeared, enemies popped out and she had to fight them off. I “remembered” when this had happened in high school.

When I woke up, I still felt like crying, it was intense.

~

I was in a giant warehouse. A customer from the coffee shop, a man who constantly cheats on his wife with pretty young female students (he’s an anatomy teacher at my college) in waking life, was there. He had a huge tattoo-type thing on his leg that said “FAMILY” in black lettering, though I hesitate to call it a tattoo, because it was like it was a part of him internally. It’s weird, it was like engraved into him.

I was supposed to kill him. I had been spying on him for a lot of the dream, and I somehow injected a slow-acting acid into him. I tracked the progress of the acid by watching his “tattoo”. I noticed the acid filling up the letters, and eating away at the “Y” of “FAMILY”. He didn’t notice it at first.

At some point, I talked to his wife, and discussed all of this stuff with her. She was kind of in on it, but reluctantly, because she loved him.

I finally saw the acid take full effect. I saw him bleeding profusely on the floor, in agony and pain. I felt horrible. I cried. Then, I knew I had to shoot him. But then, he had a gun. He was suddenly up off the floor, and was pointing the gun at me. He looked crazy, like he had gone completely mad. I was terrified, and tried to wish a force field around me, to protect me from the bullets, because I was dreaming.

Wait, I’m dreaming! The bullet came out of the gun, but when it hit me, it felt like a pebble bouncing off of my body. I examined my hands to steady to dream and induce clarity. I told the guy it was a dream, and he looked pretty happy about it. He smiled, and his outfit changed to this white and red suit. I turned around and saw a bunch of computers. Most of the screens were black, and had random letters and numbers on them. I tried typing in “Access Krista’s memories”, but nothing happened.

I was so excited to be in an LD, I couldn’t remember any of the goals I had set. I decided to, of course, fly. I blasted through the ceiling, and flew into the night. I felt a little unsteady, but I overcame it quickly. I flew over The Avenue, an outdoor shopping complex in my town. I decided to check out The Icing, a Claire’s-type jewelry store. There were a few people in there, but not many. I saw a pair of pretty, dark blue dangly earrings, and took them (stealing isn’t something I’d ever do in waking life, no idea why I decided to do it in the dream). I put them on, and flew out of the store. Then, I remember being on the ground again, and trying to will a hand-held mirror into my hands so I could see the earrings. Nothing happened. Then, for some reason, I tried to will fire to appear in my hands. All I got was smoke. In all my excitement of the LD, I had forgotten that verbal commands are what work best for me when I’m lucid, I suppose. I took off into the air again.

Then, I "woke up" in my mom’s car, and it was morning. We were driving, but I’m not sure where. I looked at the digital clock in the car, and it said it was 9:17. Crap! I had a 9:10 class, and I had missed it. I asked my mom what happened, and got no reply. All she told me was that I needed to take off my atrocious earrings.

Huh? I still had the earrings from my LD, only now they were bunches of blue, dangly bells. I started to get upset with myself for stealing them. Then, I thought about class again, and my brother asked me what I was going to do about that. I told him I didn’t know, and started recording my dream in my dream journal.

Then, I woke up for real, in plenty of time for class.

I'm usually excited to be LDing, but for some reason, the excitement this time was really intense. So intense that I couldn't remember any of my LD goals I have set.

I also seem to end up in a lot of giant warehouse-type places before I become lucid, or sometimes after. Hmm...very interesting.

Dream - Lucid

I did a guided relaxation track by Kelly Howell right before I fell asleep, and had a very intense, yet extremely happy dream. I felt it was very symbolic.

It was New Year's Eve 2010, going into 2011. It was nighttime, just before midnight, maybe an hour or so away. The air was warm, like a summer night. I was with my mom and dad, and was going to get my best friend whom I consider a sister, Mary Katherine (Mk). We were at a house in a cul de sac in our neighborhood, one that was apparently our house in the dream.

I had a feeling it was the end of the world, but I wasn't frightened at all. I was anticipatory and excited, yet I had this overwhelming sensation of calm. I went to go pick up Mk, and when we got back to the house, we got out of the car. I told Mk my feeling, and she seemed skeptical. Then, in the sky, I saw a big, circular opening in the clouds, and it was moving around quickly. I understood it to be God. It was kind if like something I saw in a music video once:

I told her to look up, and pointed out the hole in the clouds. Mk looked, and immediately said
"I know what that is."
We rushed over to the front porch, where my parents were. We told them about the phenomenon in the sky. My mom looked up and smiled. My dad scoffed. Even so, I didn't get frustrated or upset with him, because, even though he was skeptical, I knew he would be ok.

The winds picked up. It was almost like we were in the vortex of a tornado, but I could see the wind. It was clear, not dusty or dirty. Just clear. I can't explain it better than that. It blew all around us, and more kept coming in waves. Even though we were being hit by this wind, it did not phase us. It wasn't a harsh cold wind either, it was a cool wind that felt like it could blow us off our feet, but we stayed planted to the spot. My dad was getting frustrated, and said, very sarcastically,
"Oh right, God is sending mini tornadoes."
Then, he dropped a whole bunch of spoons he had been holding, frustrating him even more. My mom said, in her infamous "I'm-annoyed-with-your-father" voice,
"Calm down, Brad. You can't be in control of everything, you're not God!"
I was smiling. I still had this calm over me, despite my father's frustration and my mother's annoyance at him. I dropped to my knees, and my mom and Mk followed suit. We joined hands. My father still didn't understand what we were doing, and he voiced that. The tornado-like phenomena kept whipping up and blowing at us, but we could not be shaken.

~

I went to an elementary school choir concert. I had to sit by these girls who were talking about "horny sex" (is there any other kind? ). A little boy sat by me and saw I had a box of toys. I offered him a stuffed lion, but he said he was too old for that. He spotted a neon yellow bouncy ball and took that and started playing with it. I was not happy about it, because he kept throwing it around the aisles. I thought he'd get in trouble, in turn, getting me in trouble. He never did though. I feel like I went to the concert a few times in the dream.

Then, it turned into some Epic Mickey game, where I had to squirt paint thinner on this boss. We were in some big arena. It switched back and forth from me actually being in the game to me just playing it. The boss could still get me when the game was paused. Then, the boss was some vegetarian black lady, whom I kept trying to distract from trying to kill me by asking her questions about why she was a vegetarian.

Dream - Lucid

I MILDed again!

I just used my mantra of "I will become lucid" and also said "I will reality check" a couple of times. Yay! I'm glad I found a method that works. Thanks, Matte!

I was at my house. Some mini leprechaun guy, I think it was supposed to be a guy I know in waking life named Jonni, killed my friend/coworker Virginia in her sleep at her apartment. He was very smart, so there's no way she or anyone could elude him, even if the attack was known about in advance. I was terrified this would happen to me, and my parents were at a movie. I was home alone, and it was getting late. I tried to call my mom and she said they'd be home soon. I fell asleep and woke up quite a few times, each time with a wave of terror upon waking. I called my mom a few more times. I fell asleep and woke up again, and my mom was home, working in her office. It was midnight. I went over to her and told her how scared I was. She seemed annoyed and told me she could just give me a Xanax and lay there with me until I fell asleep, but she truthfully hated doing that for my dad. She said if I didn't fall asleep, she wouldn't do it. I got excited and told her I promised I'd fall asleep. I thought to myself even if I didn't fall asleep, I could pretend so she wouldn't leave.

~

I had another dream, but I swore I'd remember it and didn't write it down. Guess what? I forgot it. I fell asleep and woke up again, and decided to MILD. I did my mantras until I fell asleep.

~

I was in an episode of Family Guy. The story was about how one of the characters met his wife. It wasn't a very funny episode though. We were on a bus going to basic training for the military. I was sitting with a younger version of Peter. He pulled out a bag of pot mixed with cocaine, and said we could just do the coke off our fingers. I really didn't want to do that. He had just pulled it out, opened it, and stared at it for awhile.

We got to basic training. It was nighttime outside. We walked through the grass to a screened-in shed that had many seats in front of a stage-type thing with a podium on it for a speaker. We were supposed to listen to someone talk, but they weren't there yet. I smoked a cigarette with Peter. We saw the girl that one of the characters was supposed to meet. She was a cartoon with long, brown, wavy hair and she was dressed all in blue. She smiled flirtatiously as she flipped her hair. Peter's voice came on in the background to say something like "And there she was.".

The speaker finally came, a big black woman, and we all sat in the chairs. We listened to her talk, and she told us that we had to get up at 5 A.M. every day because one of the people in charge had to get up that early. I thought that was a little ridiculous, but it was the military, so I didn't argue. We were dismissed. I took Peter's hand and he offered me a cigarette. I took one, and he lit mine off of his. We walked past this little area where there were big rocks surrounding a tree in a semi circle. Morrie from Tuesdays With Morrie was there, all cartoonified. Him and Peter made some sort of joke, and we kept walking. We went into another little screened-in shed. There was a big banner lying on a table to welcome us. A big rainbow appeared on the banner. I thought it was very sarcastic sounding, since it was welcoming us to the military.

Wait what? Rainbows don't just appear on banners. I was dreaming! I knew the dream was almost over, but I examined my hands anyway to induce clarity. Things kept fading, but I finally stabilized them a bit. I did an RC. There was a chalkboard/marker board in the room. It had an orange spiral drawn on it with text inside of it. There were little stick people drawn off to the side. I glanced away and looked back. The text had changed, and the spiral was smaller. I floated up through the ceiling and ended up inside my family's bonus room. I could feel that I was going to wake up any minute, so I quickly thought of something I could do in a short amount of time. I decided to fly through space, if only for a minute. I took off through the ceiling and I was in space! It was beautiful. There were purpleish-blue stars everywhere, and I saw an orange galaxy off in the distance. It was amazing. It only lasted a few seconds though, before it started to fade to black.

Dream - Lucid

Sigh. I laid in bed, literally, from 12:30am until after 5 before I fell asleep. Wtf, insomnia. I was so tired. I had to cancel my hair appointment this morning so I could get a little bit more sleep.

Despite all that, I did have a couple of dreams.

I was in a HUGE cabin with Chris. We were on vacation or something. The cabin was dark on the inside, and it was nighttime outside. I hugged Chris and commented on the weight he had lost (he's very big in waking life), and that my arms could fit all the way around him. There was a muppet-looking goat there, almost looked like a ram. I "remembered" when there had been another goat there, named Dolly, but she had died of old age. Anyway, the cabin had been left alone for a very long time, so the muppet-goat/ram had been left to his own devices. He had taken over my bed, but he surprisingly didn't chew anything up. I examined wires and stuff to see if he had chewed through anything, but he hadn't. I decided to name the goat Henry.

At some point, I went to sleep, and had a VERY realistic nightmare-within-a-dream. We were hearing noises, but dismissed them as ordinary creaks you'd hear in any old house. Then, I saw a light come on in one of the rooms, which came from the bathroom. I heard a toilet flush as well. I started freaking out saying "Chris, someone's here, someone's here!". We were frozen to the spot. A man stepped out of the room. He looked middle-aged, and looked like a hiker or a hunter. He said he had just been passing through and needed to use the restroom. He started to walk out the door of the cabin, when he turned around and pulled out an ax. We ran, and he chased us. He took Chris down by hitting him in the leg with the ax, and I made it to the stairs before he buried the ax into my leg as well. I remember trying to will myself to wake up, but it felt so real, I didn't think it was going to work, and that we were done for.

I woke up in the dream very paranoid, and asked Chris, who was on the porch, to please make sure all the doors were locked. The goat was now a cat, who looked just like my kitten in waking life, Miss Belle.



At some point, Chris wanted to go for a walk on The Greenway, a walking trail in our town in waking life. It closes at sundown, so we started sneaking in over some rocks and bushes. A cop car started to come so I dove in between some rocks to hide myself the best I could.

~

I know this one was longer, and I should have written it down as soon as I woke up, but I didn't -_-, so I only remember hearing the song "How to Save a Life" by The Fray, and trying to figure out if it came out in 2005 or 2006.

This insomnia stuff is driving me crazy. It's been going on for awhile now. I've always been a light sleeper and I've always had sleeping problems, but never to this extent. Maybe I'm just getting old, haha. I'm about to go post something in the Sleep & Health forum, I'm sure you guys have some good advice for me, you always do.

I finally had an LD for the first time in a very long time!!!
This was also a potential shared dream with GMoney, but he doesn't recall any dreams from last night. We'll have to try it again. For now, here's what went down last night.

Dream
LD

It started out with me at my family's house. Everything was vivid and clear. I had just purchased a new smoking apparatus that involved crystals and had something to do with dreaming. I opened the box in the downstairs bathroom, which was covered in my dirty clothes (it is in waking life too, haha ). I left the box in the bathroom, then went to go smoke some pot. I was high, and didn't care that my parents probably knew. I think I did this a few times, sneaking around to get high then returning, then I had to go take care of a neighbor's dog. So I got on my bike-scooter thing, it was almost kinda like a Segway, and rode down the street, high as a kite. I crashed into a short wire fence, and hit the soft, green grass. It didn't hurt at all. An older woman with a curly gray perm approached me and asked me if I was alright. I told her I was fine. She asked if I needed a ride, and I told her no, I could walk since my house was right down the street. I went into the neighbor's house, which looked like a cabin on the inside. There were a couple of other people there. I think I got high again, then I left the house. Now, I remember being in my car in my family's driveway. I was still high. I couldn't get it to start properly. It would start very slowly, then I'd drive forward and backward in the driveway, never really parking.

This is where I became lucid. I don't know what triggered my lucidity, but nonetheless, I was excited. I examined my hands so I wouldn't get too excited, then I started messing around, floating through ceilings and stuff. There were so many things I wanted to do! I hadn't been lucid in so long. At one point, I tried to make my ex, A, appear, so I could ask him some things, but quickly got distracted. I knew there was something I had to do, but I couldn't remember what. I was floating up through a ceiling, and the scene was very strange. I was inside, but only the bottom half of eveyrthing was inside. The top half of the dreamscape was outside, and I saw rolling green hills under a clear blue sky. It was beautiful.

Then, I remembered the goal I had set: To share a dream with GMoney. Before I went to bed, I read Man of Shred's shared dreaming tutorial, then wrote down my goal, and how I was going to achieve it by creating a portal to GMoney's dream. I had also come up with a password, 'cheeseburger' is what I picked. This had all been discussed in the Research forum, except for what the password was. That I had to come up with on my own. Now, I'm in the cabin again, and I was with NS, whom I hadn't seen in a very long time in waking life. I created the portal by saying "Portal, APPEAR!", and sticking my hand out in front of me and concentrating. Lo and behold, a shimmering purple portal appeared in front of me, accompanied by ambient music. I asked NS if he wanted to go with me, and he didn't respond, so I took his hand and jumped into the portal. I kept my focus on my hands so I wouldn't wake up. There was a shimmering purple mist surrounding my hands, it was so vivid. We floated in the purple hazy darkness for awhile, when I realized that it wouldn't work because NS couldn't come with me.

Now, everything fades to black, and I'm in my family's driveway again. I repeat the portal process, and this time, a light green portal appears. I jump in, and focus on my hands again, which now have taken on a light green mist. It takes but a few seconds for me to reach my destination. The portal had taken me to another cabin-type room, with two twin-sized beds, a nightstand with a lamp softly illuminating the room between them, and a full-length mirror propped up against the wall, like the one I have in waking life. There are three teenage boys in the room, two are sitting on one of the beds, and the other is sitting on the edge of the other bed. I quickly pick the one on the end of the bed out as GMoney. He appeared to me as a 15 or so year-old-boy, with light brown skin, a black shirt with some kind of circular pattern in the middle, and very colorful, beaded sleeves.
"GMoney?", I said.
"Yes?", he replied.
"It's me, Krista from DV."
He beamed, and so did I. I approached him, and we stared for a few seconds, not able to wipe the smiles off our faces. I remembered that I had to tell him the password, and I stammered,
"The password...the password is 'cheeseburger'."
"Cheeseburger...", he said, dreamily.
We hugged for a long time, and it felt so warm. I was so excited to be having a potential shared dream!
"Thank you for welcoming me to DV.", I told him.
I put my forehead up against his, and we kept smiling, so excited about (possibly) sharing a dream. The two other boys in the room, one blonde and one with a buzz cut, did not notice us. One of them said
"Man, is he out?", in reference to GMoney. He was supposedly asleep on the bed in between them, but I didn't see his body.

Then, I started to ask GMoney about his clothing, and if it appeared to him like it did me. I started to describe the colors of his beaded sleeves, which were white, dark red, orange, and dark blue. He said I had it all wrong, and started to describe them as much different colors. I then asked what I was wearing. I thought I was in my work uniform. He told me I was wearing dark blue hoodies. I looked in the mirror, and I looked like I did when I was 14, before I had ever colored my hair or anything. It was its natural dark brown. I was also wearing a black hoodie, and I told GMoney this. I was wearing my very old work pants as well. I lifted up my hoodie to see the shirt underneath. It was black with pictures of photographs on it. Then, I noticed that the two other boys in the room were up, one was standing on the bed and watching me, the other was standing off to the side, behind the bed. The one on the bed said to the other,
"Dude, you're missing the best part!"
I then asked GMoney,
"How can they see me?", to which I received no reply.

Then, I knew I was going to wake up, and I did.

Then, I had a regular dream that I was at work, watching a lady with her young, blonde daughter. The daughter wanted all these things that we have that are made by local artists, and the mom said no, and started to leave. The daughter pitched a fit, and I thought to myself "This must been what it was like to raise me."

Props to you if you read this far. The LD/shared dream was extremely epic and vivid. I was so excited to have accomplished the goal I had set prior to falling asleep. Also, I've NEVER had the level of control in an LD that I had last night. I've NEVER created portals before, and I've NEVER even entertained the idea of sharing a dream. I was very proud of myself, and very excited. I even managed to stay in the dream, despite how excited I was. I kept a level head.

Thanks, DV! I couldn't have done this without you.

So I didn't get ANY sleep last night, I think it's because I took Lunesta the 2 nights prior to last night (rare for me to even take it in the first place), and last night I didn't take any. But I've really been itching to post these ever since I re-discovered DV...this summer, and actually a few nights ago, I had some pretty intense dreams, which (I felt) carried a LOT of symbolism.

Dreams are in bold.

WARNING: These dreams are controversial. Proceed at your own risk.

Oh, and also, these are mostly notes...I'm trying to recall the best I can. I wish I had journal'd these right after I had them, but, it is what it is. Anyways, here we go!

I was being nailed to a cross. The ground was dirt beneath me, and the day looked overcast, but bright. I had this sense of duty, even though I was suffering. I knew that this was something that I had to do. Now, my cross has been raised, and I am hanging there, staring at all the people below me. I thought to myself something along the lines of "I have to do this." It was very intense. I wish I could recall more of the details that I was seeing throughout the dream, but they are blurry. The biggest thing I remember is the sense of duty I had. It was very strong.

I had many more dreams like this throughout the summer, some very graphic, some had things in place of the cross. In one I remember being nailed to a snowman, with the man I was dating at the time, Daniel, nailed to the other side. I got down from the snowman very easily, but he could not. I tried to get to the other side to help him, but I couldn't. I saw the side of his body, but I don't ever recall seeing his face. I just knew that he needed help getting down, and I couldn't do it.

I even remember seeing and examining the holes in my hands in one of these dreams, and it was incredibly realistic.

Now, fast-forward to the past couple of months...

A very dear friend of mine told me a couple of months ago that he could see auras, and he told me he saw mine as purple, and that it's always been purple. He's always had a 6th sense for people, but he only recently has been able to actually figure out what was going on, after talking to an African medicine man.

I was intrigued, to say the least, so I decided to look up some information on auras and auric sight. I even started trying to "see" auras through tutorials I've read. Anyway, that's all fine and dandy. Now, onto the dream. I had this one a few nights ago.

I don't remember much of this dream, but this part really stood out. I was looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror for my aura, and all the sudden, I saw my third eye. It took over my vision. It was against a black background, shrouded in shades of purple and blue. It looked like an actual eye, but different. It had the shape of an eye and the details, but it was all blue and purple. It also almost looked "ancient" and was very intricate. I did not see any white in the eye where white was supposed to go, nor did I see any brown (my actual eyes are brown). It's so hard to describe, but I knew I was seeing my third eye, the brow chakra. It was very vivid and mysteriously beautiful.

Very strange dreams, I'd say. I have a history of weird, vivid, even symbolic dreams, though none have ever been to this extent. I'm glad I finally wrote these down somewhere.

Well, I haven't kept a dream journal on here in forever (I went by a different tag on here years ago, and was pretty actively involved in the forum/LDing, but life happens sometimes I suppose ), so here we are.

I haven't LD'd (intentionally) in quite sometime, but I do randomly gain control of my dreams sometimes, but usually it's either for a split second or I fain control for a little while then wake up. I used to LD all the time, and was getting quite good. I'm thinking it's time to perfect those skills once again.

Anyways, I ramble. In this entry I'm going to recount a dream I had about 6 months ago, and also the dream I had last night. The reason I'm starting with this older one is because it was extremely vivid, and, I feel, very symbolic. Dreams are in bold.

It started out with me in my old room at my old apartment. It was light in the room, except for in the bathroom, which I was standing directly in front of. The lights were off in there, and I had this horrible feeling of dread in my stomach, because I knew the dark bathroom contained something I didn't want to see, something that would upset me, but I didn't know what it was. I slowly started to walk into my bathroom. When I got in there, I turned on the lights and looked on the floor by my sink. My ex-boyfriend, one I had/have a very interesting history with in waking life, was lying there on the floor. I thought he was dead, so I cradled him into my arms and started to bawl and shake him and yelling for him to "please wake up!". Finally, he opened his eyes, and I was so relieved that he was alive. But then, he started yelling "I can't see! Krista help me, I can't see!" Yet, his eyes were open. He glanced around blindly, and I took his arm over my shoulder and started to stand up.

Then, I woke up, feeling like I had more than just a dream.

I still feel that this dream tried to tell me something. I think I have to help him "see" something, but then again, maybe it was just a dream.

And now, onto the one I had last night.

I can't remember a whole lot before this point in the dream, but last night, I dreamed I purposely cut off 3 of my toes, my big toe on and second toe on my right foot, and a toe on my left, can't remember which, and sewed them back on. They didn't bleed or anything, just stung a little. I tried to ask my mom to come look at the stitches because I felt like they weren't on there properly, and she kept telling me she was busy and she'd look later. Then, all the sudden, we were in the car on the way to Wisconsin to see my grandparents. I kept looking at my feet, hoping the stitches didn't come out and my toes would fall off. I kept thinking about the "last time" I had cut my toes off and sewed them on, and how this time they look ok, but not as great as when someone helped me with the sewing part. We got to Wisconsin and said hello to my grandparents. There was patchy snow on the ground as well, and the sun was out.

That's all I remember before I woke up. Very strange dream, but I've had stranger, haha.

Well that's all for this entry. Hoping I can get some LD entries in here before too long. Happy dreaming, y'all!