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"We are the star called" If anyone has any idea where I may have heard that phrase to have it enter my dream, let me know. I can not for the life of me figure out what it meant, but it felt like it was really important to me in this dream! What was my subconscious trying to tell me?! As in my other dreams from the past, this was before I learned about Lucid dreaming and knew what sleep paralysis was caused by and everything. It's also written a bit different from my normal dreams because I just copy pasted it straight from my book of discovery, changing only the names (making them the first initial) for privacy sake.

Wednesday, June 1st, 2011

This morning I had a dream that I can barely remember but that felt important. I remember starting out in a busy harbor type place with lots of ramps, large steel containers and wooden crates of all sizes and colors. There are also a lot of ropes around hanging from railings and what not. There are a lot of people running around as well, but they are all in their mid twenties or younger, most are still children. I make my way up a 20 foot ramp in front of me, and as I do I pass a smiling girl who must be around 10. She’s a bit chubby and has dishwater brown straight hair. She smiles at me, then passes by me. I lose sight of her for a moment and turn to see where she went, but she’s gone. At the top of the ramp I make a sharp left to double back over a second ramp that runs in the opposite direction of the one I just came up to yet another level. The air around me seems distorted a bit, like there’s an invisible person there and I can sense rather than see them. My senses tell me it’s the smiling girl following me because she is curious about me. At the top of the second ramp there is a rope stretched out across the big walkway between the crates and containers. On the other side of the rope there are a bunch of people gathered in a group. A blond guy whose face I can not make out but whose hair looks like K is in the group at the end of the rope. He turns and smiles up at me, and slides a yellow bar up the rope so that I can zip line down to the crates they are on top of. I ride the zip line down and he puts his arm around my shoulder. He starts showing me around this small hangout, but I can’t remember much from that part of the dream. Then he takes me back to the other side and a few dozen feet right of the first ramp. There are a lot of people in their early to mid twenties grouped there talking. He takes me to stand in front of them and he puts his arms around me, leans over and whispers in my ear something like, “You are one of us, we are the Star Called (Or maybe it was Star Fall?)” Then he starts to kiss my neck and I feel woozy and slightly confused before I can hear myself thinking, “Why am I letting him kiss me? I probably shouldn’t let him do that, C(my husband) would be mad.” And I wake up. This dream was not accompanied by the usual sleep paralysis I have when I see K, and I never saw his face clearly. While I won’t call this a K dream, I can’t rule it out because the paralysis has been less and less every time I’ve dreamed of him, so it is possible that I have finally adjusted enough not to get paralyzed anymore. The whole dream felt very vivid and real, and when I woke up I felt a very strong urge to google something, but I didn’t know what. It was like I needed to learn something important, but I can’t remember what I needed to learn about.

So, anyone have any similar dreams? Anyone have any clue what Star called might be? Is it something I heard in a movie or book and just forgot? Or does it actually have some sort of real meaning? I still feel restless when I think back on this dream, like I missed something important.

I had the first "can't get back to sleep until I check the whole freaking house to make sure it's safe" nightmare of the year last night. It kind of messed up my sleep for the whole morning afterwards, but I got some short and fuzzy dreams, so here they are.

Dream One: I'm in a hospital. Someone's just had a baby, and I'm celebrating with a bunch of people (family and people I don't know) by having drinks in the hallway. Yup. Alcohol in the hospital, I'm pretty sure that's illegal in the waking world or something, lol.

Dream Two: I'm on a boat in the middle of a small river through a city. It reminds me of when I went to Vegas forever ago and saw people riding the gondolas in front of that hotel, the Versaille? I can't remember what hotel it was, lol. Anyways, in the dream I'm on the phone with a friend, C, and I see a GIANT billboard advertising a new Otome game. It was like a dating sim game for girls, and the possible love interests in the game were actual anime characters like Sebastian from Black Butler and Setsuna from Gundam 00. I remember getting all excited, and telling my friend the game looked AWESOME! She agrees it sounds great, even though that friend doesn't watch anime or play video games o.O I go on about how I'm not a fan of Setsuna, and I wonder if it'll have any other Gundam pilots in it? But the game was worth buying to hear Sebastian's voice seducing you anyways.

Dream Three (Nightmare): I'm walking out of the kitchen behind my son when I notice something move under his feet. It's a Copperhead, IN THE HOUSE! I try to tell my son to stop before he steps on it, but he doesn't listen and comes millimeters from stepping on it. I rush forwards and grab him and stand him up on a chair, but the snake slithers under the chair after him. I tell him not to move, thinking the snake can't climb the chair I guess, and run to the basement to get a shovel to cut the things head off because there's no way I'm letting a poisonous snake who knows how to get in my house free so he can come back in again! (Non poisonous, it wouldn't have been a big deal. We actually have a HUGE black snake living in our attic/basement and I refuse to let my husband kill him because he's not hurting anything.) I can't find a shovel, but I see a ho, so I grab that and run upstairs. My kid has gotten off the chair, and I'm freaking out at him that he could have been bit, then ask him if he knows where the snake went. He points to my feet, and I'm almost standing on it! I jump, then start trying to hit it with my ho. It tried to escape in the basement, but I get him on the stairs. Then he transforms into my cat Lilly, and my cat Lilly runs up at the same time so there's two Lillys and I can't tell which is the snake. I wake up TERRIFIED. I actually made my husband check the house for copperheads when he got up for work before I could fall back asleep! The rest of my dreams reflect this anxiety as well.

Dream Four: I'm trying to park my car in our driveway in the nighttime. I notice my neighbors black dog is laying in the driveway, and he won't move. The dog is supposed to be in a dog kennel anyways, so I get out of my car and try to call the dog to put him in his dog lot for the neighbor. The dog runs off, and I get frustrated. I call him a few more times, and the neighbor apparently heard me and sent his kid out to catch his dog. Just as the kid is coming up to help I hear a noise in the woods. At first I think it's the dog, but then I see the moon reflecting off an eye, and I know it's too tall to be the dog, it's got to be a dear. I get in the car and holler at the neighbors kid to watch out for the deer, he wouldn't want to get trampled if it gets spooked. As soon as I say this, the deer starts flat out attacking the kid. It's a doe, so there are no horns, but it keeps headbutting the kid knocking him down and trampling him! I back the car up and shine the headlights at the deer, this causes it to get scared and run away. I check the neighbors kid, he's bleeding, but he says he's ok. I tell him he needs to go get a rabies shot because I don't think sane deer would attack a person like that. Then I park my car and wake up when I get out again.

Dream Five: I'm talking to my husband about my son starting Kindergarten this year. Apparently he starts in a week, and his doctors appointment for his kindergarten shots is on the first day of school. I'm flipping out that he can't miss his first day of school to get his shots, we need to get the shots this week and see if the doctors office will just let us come in for shots really quick and do the actual check up part on a another day. My husband tells me that won't work because my son needs X-rays this year? I wake up, momentarily freaking out, then realizing it's only April and school won't start until August, we got time

Dream Six: I'm in the bedroom in my dead grandparents house where both my grandma died and my grandpa took his own life. Its a pretty creepy place to think about now that I'm awake, but in the dream I had no negative feelings about it. I'm sitting next to the bed, Ciel Phantomhive from Black Butler is on my left, and K is to my right. There's a guy who looks like the pig riding guy from the early Bleach Episodes there as well, sitting across from me at the bed. Ciel is ordering Pig guy to do something, and pig guy gets up and stomps off. I hear muttering coming from the hallways, and get up to see what it's about. K and Ciel are playing poker and talking about some sort of plot against us, but I'm not worried. I trust K to handle it all, and don't feel like I really have the experience needed to keep us safe but he probably does. In the hallway, I see pig man is lighting a bunch of candles and sitting them right under papers that will catch fire and burn really easily. He's muttering something like, "Burn in hell you little demons (devils?)" I yell out at him, "Hey, stop!"and he drops his book of matches and a lit candle and runs away. I go through trying to blow out all the candles before they can start a fire. K and Ciel come out of the bedroom and K is saying, "Well Phantomhive, it looks like you've been betrayed by your own man." to which Ciel replies that he knew it would happen, and we'd use the escaped traitor to lead our enemies to us where we can catch them in our own trap. I'm freaking out that we've got to get out of here before he tried to set fire to the outside. I'm trying to gather things that are important to me, extra shoes, a stuffed horse my grandfather gave to me, a pillow pet for my kids to lay their heads on (doesn't cross my mind they're not here in the dream, lol) and I'm trying to find more of the kids stuff. K just sits at the kitchen table playing cards with Ciel again. I'm getting upset, I feel like we need to leave now! K tells me to just relax, everything's under control. But I just can't relax, I'm freaking out! K asks me where I think we're going to escape to, that we have no where to go. I tell him we could go to his parents house, and he sighs and says Ok, if I'm so upset we can go there if it'll make me feel better. He sighs and throws his cards down on the table obviously agitated and I take this as a personal attack because I'm so on edge. I start shouting at him, "Just because you're an undying doesn't mean the rest of us can't die you know! You may be happy sitting here and being burnt or blown up because you'll regenerate, but I won't!" (An Undying is from the book series Kieli, I have often thought the main character Harvey reminds me of K because they both have that quiet and unintentionally harsh around people personality. Apparently this comparison was bleeding over into my dreams to make him fit in with all the anime characters, lol) He looks at me kind of stunned and confused by this outburst, and then my son wakes me up because he's worked the fitted sheet off his bed turning in his sleep. I'm glad that K showed up in this dream, because it put me at ease enough that my last dream was not a nightmare and I woke up in a good mood after all.

Dream Seven: I'm inside of a store, at first I thought it was Walmart. I'm looking at video games, checking out what they have for the PSP because I'm really enjoying Hakuoki and wander if there are any other visual novels for the PSP. A store clerk comes up, and asks if he can help me find anything. I tell him I'm just looking, thanks. Then he asks me what my name is, so I actually turn and look at him instead of half ignoring him (yeah I know, ignoring people is a bad habbit... but my social skills are so inept it's usually a lot better than trying to talk to them and getting overly stressed out, lol) I notice he's the guy from best buy the other night. I remember that My husband was the one who was trying to talk to the guy and ask him about some video game stuff, but the guy kept looking at me when he was talking to my husband. I was very flattered at the time, especially since he looked a lot like a guy I had a crush on in College, just with shorter hair. I even wondered if he was the same guy, but his name tag had a different name on it so I was pretty sure it wasn't. Anyways, in the dream I tell him my name and he smiles really big and cutely, and I smile back. Then I decide to ask him if he knows of any other visual novels on the psp. He has no clue what I'm talking about and apologizes like crazy. I tell him it's ok, and grab a game off the shelf and tell him I'll just try that game. The I checkout and leave. I feel like I'm being watched, and I turn around to see him and someone else watching me out the stores glass windows as I leave. I turn around and smile and wave to let them know they're being too obvious, then get in the car where my husband and kids are waiting. My daughter wakes me up this time, and it's time to get up.


And of course, because the copperhead dream had me so freaked out, I wouldn't let the kids get up until I could check the house again myself, then told them to watch where they step. We've not had a snake in the main part of the house before, but since we've had mice come up from the basement and down from the attic before, I know it's possible, it just hasn't happened yet.

This is a fun dream I had last year. It's important to me because the colors I saw were amazing, and I've often hoped to have another dream that replicates this ability. I think it would be useful for identifying what things bother me, and maybe why.

Sunday, May 8th, 2011 – Mothers Day

The only dream I can remember was a very vivid and intriguing one. I dreamed that I went to the grocery store and when I walked in I felt a sick fear, and left immediately. I am pretty sure I was shaking and fumbling through the parking lot to my car. A guy maybe a little bit older than me but whose face I couldn’t make out follows me out of the store and asks me if I am alright. I said, “Yeah, I am fine” to which he replies, “Are you spiritually inclined?” I step back, closer to my car and reply, “Sometimes I can sense things, but I can’t see anything without help.” He reaches out and grabs my arm pulling me close to him and says, “You can see things with help? Let me help you.” And when he pulls me close he pressed my back against him and wraps his arms around my chest, then bends over so his head is against the left side of mine, bent to look down, with his eyes closed. I close my eyes as well, and he tells me to open them. When I do, all the people in the parking lot suddenly look like I am seeing them through heat vision. It’s amazing. Everyone has a small red spot in the center of their chests, then the color fades to mostly yellow all over with thin borders of orange or green around the outside. Some have more green than yellow, but they all have a small red center, then lots of yellows, greens, and oranges. When I look down at my own arm it is yellow, then a slight green, then a blue glow seems to radiate from behind it. I ask the man how he could tell I was spiritually inclined and he says the blue glow gave it away. Then he lets go of me, grabs my hand, and leads me back to the grocery store. He stops just inside the door, then takes me into his arms so “see” once more. This time there are a few people who are all red and no green, yellow, or orange. He tells me the people in all red are going to do something very bad, and they must be the reason the store triggered my psychic alarms. I start trembling again because the store is so overwhelming, so we go back out to the car and I notice the sun is low in the sky like it is about to set. I ask the man if he would show me more because it is something I have never seen or known before. The man tells me that my spirit guide should have already taught me all of this, but when I shake my head he asks where I am going next. I tell him I have a few more stores to hit and ask is he’d like to come with me. He agrees and we get in the car and drive. I don’t remember much about the car ride, just that while at the stop light in front of Chili’s he puts his hands on either side of my head then closes his eyes and suddenly I can see trees and grass in a sideburn glowing all orange and red with yellow borders. He tells me the pollution from all the cars and things are making them the angry, hurt color. Then we stop at the mall and the sun set has dropped below the horizon and everything is in twilight. We sit on the grass near the mall entrance and then he takes the liberty of lying down and putting his head in my lap. He tells me he is happy to find someone to share his gift with. Then he starts telling me more things about the colors that I thought were so amazing, but now I can not remember what they were. I said something about how amazing it all is, and he looks up at me and I can see his face for the first time. He’s very attractive and looks a bit like the guy from the movie “Good Luck Chuck”. Looking up at me he smiles and says, “Welcome to religion. It is amazing.” Then he asks me to attend an Avenged Seven Fold concert, and I decline, so he asks me to go to the Carolina Rebellion Concert with him, But I decline again telling him I am married. He says he wants to keep in touch with me and show me more, and I agree that I want to learn more. He asks me if I’d mind eating with him before we call it a night. I accept then the dream gets blurry because C (my daughter) wakes me up. In the blurry parts I suddenly decide to run through the mall and separate from him. Then, I go to the car but instead of it being my car it is my husbands Camaro and I keep fishtailing and spinning out every time I turn it. Then I wake up for good.

I still don't full understand his statement, "Welcome to religion, it is amazing." but the general conclusion I've come to is that religion is just another word for a very strong set of beliefs. Perhaps he was trying to tell me that if I believe in what I'm trying to do, my results will be amazing?

I've always been interested in dreaming, but this is the dream that got me motivated to learn more about it and ultimately led me to discover lucid dreaming. This is also the first dream that K, my only re-occurring non waking life DC, made his first appearance. I'm going to copy paste the dream as I wrote it out and sent to my bff that morning when I woke up. I'm not going to change much, just take out the names and maybe add a couple of notes in italics that I think are relevant or interesting to note. There are also notes I wrote to her in () throughout the dream. The dream is written to her, so there's lots of "you know"s and such, so I apologize in advanced for how hard it will be to read. Still I am afraid of rewriting it and ruining the authenticity of it, as when I recall it in my mind these days I'd usually slightly different from this recount I wrote to her.

The first point I can remember I was playing Mini golf with my dad. (This is something we used to do when I was really little and we'd go to the beach, surprising that it came up in a dream this late in life, lol) So I'm trying to get the ball through a windmill hole. You know the type with the windmill that moves and knocks your ball away from the tunnel to the hole. And my ball is yellow, and as I try to punt it through, it goes JUST inside the windmill and stops and starts rolling backwards b/c it's a slight hill. As it's slowly moving backwards, a blue ball flies by me and hits my ball knocking my ball back into the windmill and the two balls get stuck inside the windmill. I turn around to see whos ball it was b/c I didn't recognize it as my dads, and there's this guy standing there with a smug look on his face and a hat on his head with like crazy fluffy hair. (by crazy fluffy, I meant frizzy... like he had curly hair and had straightened it with a straightening iron... it was straight, but wanted to poof out at the bottoms)And in my dream, I've got memories of the guy so I "know" him. In my dream I remember a bunch of stuff all at once, half the memories are really sweet (like hugging me to make me feel better, and even sleeping next to him) but the other half are pretty arrogant (like he acts like he's better than me whenever he ends up showing that he cares b/c he doesn't want to let on or is embarrassed about it. Not really sure how to explain that so I hope that made sense!) Anyways, I get all huffy b/c he knocked my ball and got it stuck, and I'm all "What are you going here?" and he gets all smug and arrogant and says, "You didn't think you would actually make it in the hole did you? I just saved you the trouble of failing over and over again." I glare and then start to stomp off, and my dad asks me who he is, and I tell him he's just a jerk I know, and the guy makes a sarcastic "I'm hurt" type response and then we walk off. Then the dream kind of fast forwards, I know that we finished up minigolf and then went to the mall to check out a new video store or something, but I don't remember any great details, just that I was still hanging with my dad at this point and that the guy was pretty much leaving me alone. Then in the dream I wanted to go to hot topic or something and my dad was looking at music that I don't listen to, so I told him I was going to go look around and to call me when he was ready to leave. I leave, and get about three stores down and the guy from before is siting on a bench a good couple hundred feet away but where he can see that I left the store, and he gets up and falls in step with me like he belongs there, and at this point in the dream I'm feeling really mixed emotions. Part of me is happy he's there b/c I know I care a lot about him, but half of me is wondering why the heck he is walking beside me and not saying anything smug or arrogant. After passing in front of a couple more stores he stop me and tugs me into a jewelry store. I'm like Wtf? "Why are you dragging me in here?" and he gets all defensive and says something like, "I need a woman's opinion and even if your not very girly your the only female I know here so your going to help me. If you wanted a ring, which one would you like?" So I take the opportunity to try and tease him about having a secret girlfriend and he tells me to shut up and pick something or he's leaving. Happy to be spending time with him, and really anxious and nervous over the girlfriend part, I shut my mouth and start looking. I find one that's got a lot of tiny pretty sparkly white stones in it. Like diamond chips or something, you know the kind of ring that's all silver with tiny little stones barely the size of the of the dot on an i covering the whole thing like glitter. Then I tell him that most girls like diamonds so that ones probably a safe bet, and he puts his hand on my head and ruffles my hair and says, "I didn't ask you what most girls would like stupid, I asked you what you would like." And I get all pissed that he called me stupid and tell him that I wouldn't like jewelry store rings b/c they don't make them small enough for my hands and storm off. After storming off I go to the food court to get something to eat to calm my nerves and kill sometime until dads done. I'm vaguely aware of people behind me waiting in line to order, and just as I go to pay for my food the guy steps forwards like he had been the one behind me waiting in line and pays for my food saying something to the effect of, "I have to pay you for your services, even if you weren't very helpful" which gets me some weird looks from the people in line behind us and the guy behind the register. I thank the man behind the counter, and one again walk off angrily and annoyed (thoughts running through my head like "Why would he buy me lunch for something so trivial? Did he just want to buy me lunch? and if he did, why'd he have to be a jerk about it!") (not to mention making me sound like a prostitute, lol)and I sit down the eat. He pulls the chair across from me out and reaches out and starts eating my fries. I snap at him, "Get your own food!" and he's like, "Well I would have if someone hadn't been pmsing and decided to storm off before I could order!" to wich I reply, "Then you shouldn't have followed me" and he says, "I'm not done with you yet." and he starts in on the fact that I didn't show him which ring I would like, and I told him that I showed him one that most girls would like, and he says the girl it's for isn't like most girls anyway and I should just stop complaining and help him out. Then somehow we get on the topic of recent murders, and then my dad shows up and says we have to go. He had just got a call that he needed to go back to work for some emergency meeting. The guy makes a "tche" sort of noise like he's annoyed and tells me I wasn't any help, and then he turns to my dad and says something about how he shouldn't go to the meeting when hes supposed to be spending time with his daughter. And my dad gets all mad and says he has to work to make a living and the guy needs to mind his own business. Then I start to say good bye to the guy, but instead of saying good bye to me, he tells my dad to go bring the car around that he has to talk to me for a moment and that he didn't want to talk about our sex life in front of my dad. My jaw drops and I'm like, "What the hell are you talking about?!" and my dad gets all mad and tells me that he's bringing the car around but that he's really angry and we were going to talk in the car.

Then, when he leaves, the guy grabs my arm and leads me back to my seat at the table and pulls my arm down to make me sit, then he starts saying that the meeting my dad is going to is dangerous b/c theres a demon demanding sacrificial souls or else it will wipe out entire cities to get them. And that the government is having "emergency meetings" in all of it's contracted companies, and that all the people that come are going to be wiped out by a "gas accident" but that it's really the demon stealing their souls and burning down the building covering its tracks. Then he says that he's came here to defeat the Demon, but that he doesn't know if he's going to make it back or not and since I didn't pick my own ring I'd have to be happy with the one he picks for me. I'm like, WHAT?! Demon? are you crazy, and what the hell is this ring thing about? And he's all, "What do you think it's for stupid? I love you, ok? and if I make it back I want to marry you. And if I don't make it back, I wanted you to have something so you don't forget and think I hated you." and then I'm all like if you love me then why do you act like a jerk, and he says he doesn't know, he just feels uncomfortable when he's romantic in public and hes a jerk when he's uncomfortable so thats why, and then walks off. So then I go out to the parking lot where dads in the car and he tells me that he was nice enough to take me in when C (my hubby) and I split but that having C (my son) and C(my daughter) over every other week is rough enough and he doesn't need anymore screaming brats around and that he's not happy to hear his daughter is already sleeping around. To which I try to clear up the misunderstanding and tell him I'm not but that the guy is just a jerk like that who says shit without thinking just to get his way. Then I ask him not to go to the meeting and he says he has to, and I realize that instead of going home we've gone to a school. I ask why we're there, and he tells me to get out and go inside b/c there's some sort of emergency drill and citizens are supposed to go to shelters and that he has a shelter at work. When I try to protest he tells me to just go inside and wait, the drill would be over in a couple of hours. So I go inside, and your there!!! YAY!!! This is where A comes in and saves the day! I'm really confused at this point, so I start asking you about this "drill" and you don't really know much either, so we decide to go into one of the classrooms to watch the news on the classroom tv screens. When we get into the classroom the ground shakes, and we freak thinking it's an earth quake, but then it stops after only a couple seconds. Inside there are people sitting at desks and standing along the walls and sitting on the floor, pretty much packing the place watching the tv. On the Screen there is this huge red and shadowy person as tall as a tree and they're coming up out of a buss and pounding and grabbing at my dads work building tearing the whole place apart. Everyone in the room is silent, and the tv anchor is saying something about how there were people inside the building and that special forces were trying to contain the situation but no one was really sure what was going on so everyone was urged to stay in a designated shelter where they'd be safest. At that point I realize that the guy before hadn't been full of crap, and that there really was a demon and that he really had gone to fight it. So I break down crying, and you get a few people to move out of desks b/c my dad was in that building and you set me down at one of the desks and try to calm me down. You keep saying he'll be fine, they'll get him out of the building, and everything will be ok. And then the tv news anchor starts saying that a group of civilians have appeared on the scene, then the anchor starts freaking out saying that the civilians are shooting some sort of light from their hands and they're not sure whats going on, but it looks like they're trying to help defeat the monster. At that point I tell you what happened at the mall, and tell you about how even though I know the guys a jerk sometimes, I really did love him and he really was sweet when he wasn't uncomfortable or felt like his manliness was compromised. Then a lady walks into the room asking if I'm in there, and I don't recognize her but you wave and tell her I'm there. She comes over and drops a a present on the desk and tells me that some guy had left it in the office a while ago and said that I would be in one of the rooms and to give it to me. The present is wrapped in wrapping paper, but it's pulled up at the top like a bag. I dunno how to explain it other than imagine if you had a large piece of wrapping paper, and you set something in the middle then pulled all the corners and ends of the paper up to make a bag around the object instead of using tape to tape it. So I reach out and start to touch it, but when I touch it I can feel through the thin paper that it's shaped like a jewelry box. and I pull my hand back and gasp. You take the a little folded note off the ribbon that's holing it closed and read it out loud to me since I'm crying and everything is blurry. The note says, "Sorry I couldn't make it back. You know what this is for." When you finish I am crying so hard that I feel like I have to get way from the room, so I jump up and run out of the room, into the hall and then out of the school. You follow me, telling me to stop that it's dangerous out there, and I tell you that I have to go see him, that I have to see him one more time. I can't let him die without telling him how I feel as well. And you try to reason with me that obviously he knows how I feel or he wouldn't be so certain in the mall earlier or waste money on something so expensive, but I won't listen and just keep running. The school is in a city, so we're running on a sidewalk in between buildings, and the ground keeps shaking b/c we're only a few blocks from the demon that's trying to tear the building down.

Ok, I promise I'm almost done now, lol. But this is also where it gets weirder. This whole dream is super realistic, in the dream I'm feeling everything. I can still remember the uneven surface of the jewelry box like I really touched it even though it was just a dream. At this point in the dream though, I wake up crying. This is at about 9:45 this morning right? Well I'm still caught up in the emotion of the dream and I really want to go back to sleep to see what happens and to see the guy one more time. So I close my eyes and try to go back to sleep. What happens though, is I get stuck in a half awake half asleep state, but it's unlike any I've ever been in before. I'm sill awake and aware of C(my son) and C(my daughter) and their movements and breathing, but I'm also asleep and back into this uber realistic dream. It's like being two people at the same time, only I can feel both the things happening in my dream and my covers on my body in real life, but I can't move my body at all in real life. It's like I'm paralyzed. It really was amazing but scary at the same time b/c I couldn't move!!!

So the dream continues, and we end up at the scene of the battle. There are two girls, and three guys (including THE guy) fighting this demon. Just as we arrive at the scene, THE guy bursts into this beautiful bright white light that completely engulfs the demon and him and it's like an explosion, loud sound and shock wave and everything. We fall to the ground b/c it's shaking and then when everything clears and settles the guy is standing there in the middle of the street were he had just destroyed this demon thing, and he's bleeding from deep cuts along his arms chest and back and he's got no shirt on and his jeans are ripped half up the legs and he has all sorts of dirt and black smudges on him and I rush forwards to him. He look at me, and blinks a couple of times like he's confused, then he's all, "What the hell are you doing here stupid? Your supposed to be safe inside a shelter!" Then he falls to his knees, and I drop to mine and catch him before he can fall face first onto the ground. He reaches around and hugs me (keep in mind I'm still experiencing this half and half state where not only am I feeling this but also my real body wrapped in covers and unable to move) and I'm crying and telling him that I had gotten the gift and that I just couldn't let him die without seeing him again and telling him how I really felt. and he says something about the stupid office lady not supposed to give it to me until nightfall so that if he was going to make it he'd be there when I got it to so I wouldn't freak out.

Then C(my daughter) woke up and started kicking me and I lost the dream, but it took about 15-30 seconds (and several kicks) before I was able to move again. (At the time, my daughter was only a year and a half old, and slept in my bed with me) I had a dream a few months ago (maybe 7 or 8?) that was pretty realistic, I couldn't wake up from, and I was "paralyzed" after waking up for a few seconds, but this is the first time I've ever been conscious of both the dream and my real body and being so aware of how trapped I am. I mean it's one thing to know your dreaming and can't wake yourself up, it's totally different when your aware of your dream and your surroundings but unable to wake up or move or anything on your own. I know it seems similar, but it's much scarier when your aware that things are going on around you and you can't react to them b/c your trapped in this dream and your real body is paralyzed!

Obviously now I know a lot more about sleep paralysis and what I experiencing, but if not for this dream I'd still be clueless and might never had learned about lucid dreaming. K remains my biggest motivator for lucid dreaming. I want to ask him, Why is he the only DC I dream about reoccurringly? Is he a normal DC, or is he a guide, or even another dreamer? Why am I always exhausted after I dream of him as if I didn't get any sleep at all? I could probably fill an entire journal entry with my questions, lol. He's been in several dreams, there was 3 weeks in a row when I saw him every single Monday and Thursday until I had my first lucid. Now, I can't seem to find him when I'm lucid. I've called him in lucids before, but all I can produce of him in those dreams is his voice. As crazy as it sounds, the second dream I ever had of him he tried to make me realize I was dreaming, and that was before I even knew anything about lucid dreaming. I'm pretty sure now that I am able to become lucid every once and a while, he's purposely making me search for him. When I hit this dry spell, he's shown back up again, almost like he's reminding me that I have a purpose, and I can't just give up on lucid dreaming just because I hit a snag. As for his personality, well it hasn't changed much. He still acts pretty aloof in my dreams, though over the last year we've gone from getting frustrated with one another to being happy to see one another. Who am I kidding? I'm always happy to see him But in the begging it seemed like we didn't know quite how to act around one another. Now he keeps his distance and acts at times like he's carrying a chip on his shoulder, but still manages to soften up with me. I no longer get annoyed or mad when he's aloof or distant, I sort of understand that's how he is and I don't think now I'd want him to act any other way. Anyways, if anyone's interested in reading more, SOme entries to check out are:

2/16/12 - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views (First Paragraph)

2-20-12 Nap - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views (Part Two)

Catching up the last several days! - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views (2-23, Dream Two)

2-27-12 - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views (Dream Two and Notes)

There are more, but I don't feel like looking them up, lol. These are just the ones I knew the dates for. I doubt anyone's actually read this far, but if you did Thank You for your time! And please feel free to comment, especially if you've got similarly important or unusual dream characters. This whole thing was mostly for my own benefit though. I intend to rededicate myself to trying to become lucid. When my recall stopped being great, I stopped reality checking and haven't had a lucid in a month or so. I figure reminding myself why I'm trying to get lucid is the best way to kick start my motivation

My kids just don't seem to be getting better So Sleep has been mostly non existent and dreams short and murky if apparent at all, but here's my catching up for the week:

4/4/12-

Dream One: An assassins creed dream. There were lots of bubbles, and I was on a stealth assassination mission on a tower. I wasn't alone, there was someone else helping me, maybe the game was multiplayer in the dream?

Dream Two: I'm following some one, then I see some police step out. I notice they look like German soldiers from WW II... one looks like Hitler and hands me a business card. The card is for some dating service. I think it's funny, Hitlers trying to help people hook up. An Asian dude walks by with huge headphones on, then looks over his shoulder at a huge billboard that takes up the whole wall of a big city building.

Dream Three: Another Assassins Creed dream. I'm scaling walls.

4/5/12-

I'm at some sort of school dance type function. My old drama teacher is there, as are a couple other teachers from high school. I see a friend I had a crush on back in the day, but he looks a lot different. His hair is darker, and long... while I know his hair these days IS long, it's red not brown like in the dream. I stare at him for a moment not recognizing him, then realize who he is, and talk to him for a moment. I remember feeling in the dream like I was by myself, and I wanted to be near people I knew because I hate being alone and awkward. Funny thing is, I found out later that day via Facebook that it was that guys birthday. I haven't spoken to him in years (I graduated like 7 years ago, and he left school a couple years before me) I'm not even subscribed to his news feed so I never see any news about him, so it was a neat coincidence

4/6/12-

Dream One Notes: Forum W/ White light room, Snow? Aunt (can't remember these now )

Dream Two notes: Security check, Balls (Still can't remember)

Dream Three: I was in a world with Vampires and werewolves (just called them Weres, so perhaps there were other animal shape shifters as well) someone wanted me to make them a ball room masquerade type mask with red and silver paint. There was a well or a cave or something I was nearby and thinking of going to.

Dream Four: I was at a family dinner. There were broken fences in the back yard. I had a lot of cousins over. I needed to pee, so I went to the bathroom. When I got in the bathroom I discovered that I was wearing some sort of form shaping underwear that covered from my arms to my knees. I couldn't figure out how to take it off, so I tried to sit on the toilet and pee while wearing it. It got really wet and I realize what a bad idea it was. Later in the dream, my grandpa was there. Then I went home.

Dream Five: My brothers pet snake Pete was ten times it's normal size, and I was baby sitting. It got lose and was slithering through the house. Everytime I'd see it's tail and start to follow it to catch it, the tail would disappear into a hole in the wall and I'd be looking for it again. I remember searching the car and the bathroom.

4/7/12-

Dream One: I'm in a building, maybe and office or hotel building. I'm either looking out a window or standing on the ledge about to scale the wall. There's a guy with me, I think blonde or brunette, and he's sad because he wants me to stay but I have to go.

Dream Two: I'm packing to visit my best friend. I'm talking to her on the phone as I pack and we are so excited!

Dream Three: I'm in the backyard and the ground looks like it's moving. At first I think it's worms coming out of the ground after rain, but then I realize there are MILLIONS of tiny six to ten inch snakes crawling all over the yard. I try to kill then by cutting their heads off with a shovel, but there are too many. I tell my husband to get the lawn mower and run them over, but he swear it wont work and not to worry about them. I'm so sure they're poisonous snakes and we need to kill them before they're big enough to bite.

6/8/12-

Dream One: My cousins daughter and her daddy are delivering Skylanders to our house. It's dark, and the daughter is afraid to walk in the grass because she thinks she will step on a snake.

Dream Two: I'm on a bus, on some sort of trip but it's dark. I feel like I'm not a student, but not a teacher either. Perhaps a parent helper or something, though I don't see my kids on the bus. We're in my town, and I tell the bus driver I'm from the area and that if she gets lost I can help her find her way. Time skips or my memory is missing, but we end up in a room with a door and a window to another room, like the receptionist at a doctors office would sit behind. There's a lady we're waiting on behind the counter to open a door for us. I see a tall guy with blonde hair and a long face looking at me. I wonder for a moment why he's staring at me, because he's being very obvious and stalker like. I think for a moment that maybe he's K because K has blond hair, but his face doesn't look like K's, and he's taller and more bean poleish than K. I ask him anyways why he's looking at me. I don't remember the reply, I think it was that I looked familure or something. I ask him if he is K, and he says Yes. I tilt my head and shake it, No, he's not K. I tell him he's lying, he doesn't feel like K. Then I feel like my attention is being jerked to my left. I look, and there's K! K starts to talk to me, and coyly asks me if I've been looking for him. I think he asks if I missed him (it's been a while since I've seen K for sure) and of course I do, but I can't remember how I reply because I feel cocky like I'm flirting by playing hard to get. He tells me he's in a band, and asks me if that makes me want to date him and I think he grabbed me around the waist and put his fore head against the side of mine so he's talking right into my ear. I pulled away teasingly, and told him I didn't much care for band members, but if he really liked me I guess I could give him a shot. I look away at the end though, acting like I wasn't so interested after all. Suddenly a really short guy dressed like some sort of gangster want to be (complete with the gold bling necklaces and baggy clothes and silly hat!) jumps up in front of me, and he's shorter than me even (I'm 5 ft, so that's SHORT!) and says, "I really like you! Would you give me a shot?" I'm playing hard to get, so I tell him sure, then look at K to see if he's jealous. He just smiles like he find the whole thing hilarious. I'm pretty disheartened by his response, but when I turn back to the guy I agreed to give a shot He's suddenly a little kid my sons age (no wonder he's short!) and I think it's hilarious and adorable because he's acting just like my son does when there's a teenage girl around and I'm like I'll just humor this little kid for a few minutes and hold his hand and walk with him to where ever we're supposed to go then break it to him gently that I'm way too old for him. We walk through the door, and we're suddenly outside. It's still dark, but the sky up the road is glowing red as if there is a bright red light illuminating the sky. The road is blocked off, and there are some emergency vehicles. Someone's saying there's an airborne chemical in that area that is burning people and they are trying to keep people away and evacuate the unaffected people. I see a girl who reminds me of a Hawaiian friend of my husbands. The dream goes into third person, and I'm watching her go home. There's a little girl there, and she's upset. Apparently the older sister brought some sort of chemical home from work, and the little girl dropped it on the floor and it spilled. She scooped it back into the container, but it had dirt mixed in with it. The dirt made the chemical change, and when the sister got to work the chemical became the air borne chemical that's burning peoples faces. The older sister is worried the mistake will be tracked back to her and she'll get in trouble. The little sister keeps messing with things that belong to the big sister, and she snaps that it's the little girls fault. The little girl gets something black on her hands, and the big sister gets worried that it's the chemical and it might burn the little girl. She wipes the child's hands off and starts crying, then I wake up.

My kids took a nap, and I decided to take one too since I still feel like I haven't caught up on the weeks missing sleep. I was thinking about this mornings dreams when I went to sleep, and that definitely influenced the nap dream.

The earliest point of the dream I can remember, I think I was lucid. I remember wanting to wear a different shirt and changing my shirt, then being attacked by something. I grew big black bat wings (one of my lucid goals, but since I can't say for certain I was lucid, I'm not going to count it) and started fighting back with a blade or scythe of some sort from the air. Then, if I was lucid, I lost my lucidity because I heard a woman's voice ask, "Shouldn't you help her?" and then a man's voice say, "No, she will be fine. This is something she needs to do herself." I dealt the final blow and collapse. From there I can only watch as my body floats suspend in nothingness, like a big white void of anything. Think the loading room in the matrix. Then I see a man walk up to me, and pick me up. I realize that it's Vesta who I was disappointed I didn't get to see in my last dream this morning. He carries me and walks, but because the room is a giant void it looks as if he's walking in place, going no where. The woman's voice asks if I am alright, and he replies to her, "She is absorbing the things she is fighting. She doesn't have the power to beat them of her own, so she has absorbed them and begun to take on their qualities in order to gain the strength she needs to defeat them. She has already absorbed their resilient skin." (or something like that, sounded so much cooler in the dream, lol) I find myself thinking the skin I have absorbed is covering my wings, and they've turned red and scaly like a dragon instead of black and soft like a bat. Then the woman asks if that is healthy, and he tells her he doesn't know because he has never seen anyone do that with "them" (I kind of gather in the dream that whatever "they" are they are something I and I guess my dream characters, have never really dreamed of before and there fore do not know how to handle. Then the woman says something else that I can't remember because everything was getting really fuzzy and hazy like I was losing that third person consciousness and being sucked back into the body in Vesta's arms. I felt rather than saw, myself being set down, and then I opened my eyes and I was lying on water. I sit up, and look around, noticing that I'm in the middle of a pond at the park now, and that Vesta and the woman were no where to be found. I see a bench ahead, and think I see a friend sitting on it. I'm back to being completely dream stupid and not thinking hey, it's weird I'm sitting on water! And decide to pull out my phone and call the friend I think I see to ask her if we were supposed to meet at this park. She answers and says yes, so I tell her I am already there in the water behind her. I put up the phone and drop into the water, then swim over to the bench on the shore. As I'm climbing out of the pond I wake up. I found myself thinking that I had a really important dream and I needed to remember it, but as much as I wanted to it kept slipping away and I could literally feel myself panicking to stay awake and remember while my body was like, "Mphf, I'm comfy go back to sleep." Luckily my little boy came back into the bedroom to find me because he didn't know I had taken a nap too. If he hadn't woke up and come back and given me a reason to force myself awake I wouldn't have remembered the dream at all! lol

Last night was a bunch of random mess dreams because I took Nyquil before bed (my cold goes from being tolerable, to better, to bad... I can't wait for it to actually go away and stop faking me out!) The nyquill knocked me out so hard that I fell asleep trying to get my daughter to sleep, before I even put her in her bed. But, I managed to have my first ever lucid where I stayed int he dream long enough to control it and everything It was AWESOME!

Dream One: The earliest point of this dream I can remember I am at my great aunts house. She has a couple of shirts with butterflies on them and a matching pair of plaid shorts. She's giving them to me because she thought I'd like them. I really do love them and wonder how she had such good taste as older people usually don't pick out stuff younger people like very well. I get in my grandma's truck and we are on our way home. We pass a house that has some sort of plastic fence like structure and Grandma asks me about it. I explain it's to keep the kids in the yard without having to worry about small critters and nosy neighbors bothering them. I briefly think I'd love to have something like that so I could keep the neighborhood kids out of our yard and keep my kids from seeing them and wanting to play with them. Then Grandma starts talking about her old house, the one I grew up in that she had to sell back in 2007. She starts saying that it was the house my grandfather built (I know he designed it, and it was their dream home, but she was only able to buy it after he died and she used his life insurance to buy it) and she was saying that if the people who bought it ever wanted to demolish it she wouldn't stand for it. She says this several times before I wake up. It's dark when I wake up and I am so sleepy I fall immediately back to sleep without noticing my daughter is still in the bed with me.

Dream Two: In this dream I am a teacher at a school for special needs children. I am trying to get a little girl to sleep (the little girl is a special needs child I grew up with at my school. She tried to hug me once, and ended up knocking me down and breaking my arm. I was always a bit nervous around her after that, sort of scared I'd get hurt again. In the dream though I'm much bigger and she's still small so I'm not afraid of her) Me and another teacher are trying to get her to sleep, but she keeps wiggling and moving. The other teacher tells me that she's already given the girl two milligrams of Mirror Mist (whatever that is? At least my dream made up a pretty name, lol) and that if she doesn't go to sleep soon we'll have to give her something else. Then I wake up and realize that my daughter is asleep in my bed and the wiggling and kicking I felt was my daughter wiggling and kicking me because she didn't have enough room to sprawl out wedged between my husband and me. I put her in her bed, so throws her arms and legs out taking up the whole bed, and doesn't make anymore noise the rest of the night

Dream Three: I'm in a cab with a guy, I think to myself he reminds me of the architect guy in how I met your mother, and it's been a few years since I've seen that show. I don't know who he is, but he acts like my friend so I play along. We get out of the cab and we're at a bar. When we walk in everyone looks right at us. The place is dark and there are multicolored lights flying all over the place like a dance club or something. I notice the music playing is Sailor Moon! And I'm wearing a sailor moon back pack! Awesome, no wonder everyone is staring at me. I'm either the coolest person in this place, or the lamest. We make our way to a seat in the back of the club, and there's a little girl with pink hair there. I say hey to her like I know her, and she starts saying she wants to wear a costume too, and points to a stage. Suddenly the bar is actually an amphitheater, and it's located at the lake in front of my dad's family's cabin. I tell the little girl to shhh, that we are wearing costumes, normal people costumes. I tell her this is a disguise so people won't know she's really a sailor scout! She seems happy with this response, and I realize she's Rini, Sailor Mini Moon! (Sorry peeps, I grew up on the dubs, never saw the subs!) Then the little girl starts to go bug a girl a few chairs over. She wants a drink, and the girl is saying she'll get it, but Rini wants to get it herself. The girl gets mad and tells Rini she's impossible, then I call to Rini and tell her she should ask me for a drink and wink to her hoping she'll get the idea that I will let her do it herself. She comes back over, but before I get her a drink Sailor moon calls from the stage that there is a demon at this concert! Then she calls to Rini asking her if she wants to exercise it. Rini says no, she is thirsty and needs a drink, but sailor moon isn't paying attention because she just goes on saying, "You don't want to do it because you are the demon! I'm going to sing a beautiful song to exercise you!" and then she sings a song. I remember thinking in the dream that the song was so pretty, and I grab hands with the guys sitting beside me. The guy on my left is my husband and he squeezes my hand, and i in response squeeze the hand in my left. I turn to see who it is, and its someone I don't know, but he reminds me of this Cherokee guy I had a crush on in high school. He smiles weakly at me, and I feel sad for him. I turn to look behind us because I see some flashes of color. There are several native american looking guys dressed in nothing but body paint walking behind us into a large gate. I get the feeling that behind the gate is some sort of promised land, or some place special to these people. The guy follows my gaze and looks at the gate longingly. I squeeze his hand and bring my face to his ear and whisper to him "you'll get there some day, I know you will!" A tear falls from his eyes and he says thank you, he hopes so. Then the song is over, and my husband isn't happy my face is so close to another man. I try to play it off, and the whole crowd starts lineing up. Suddenly I'm part of a class, and my husband and the other guy who was holding my hand are fighting. The teacher yells at them, "All right, the two of you are going to jail! This is the last time your going to fight like this!" Then I wake up again.

Dream Four (LUCID!): I'm in the car with my husband. I think we're going to a store. Instead, we end up at a house with an old man. We get out of the car, and my husband is carrying a box, telling me he has to drop this off. The old man lets us inside, and my husband gives him the box. The old man opens the box, and inside it are my kids favorite DVDs. My husband is saying these are movies we don't want anymore and that he hopes the old man's grand kids will enjoy them. I get mad and tell my husband those are the kids favorite DVDs, how dare he give them away without consulting me first, because I would never have allowed it in the first place! Then I storm out of the room and outside. Somehow, as I'm storming off into the woods, I realize wait, am I dreaming? I stop in the middle of the road, and think to myself, this has to be a dream. I don't remember how we got in the car, the kids aren't with us, this must be a dream! I decide to test it out and run through the woods. When I run the woods fly by me like a tunnel or like the flying stars screen saver from the computer I had as a kid. It's awesome. I stop, and decide this is a dream, so I'm going to look for K. Then I think to myself, before I do, I'm going to go back to that house, see what I look like, and try to dress nice and tell my husband off while I'm at it! I run back through the woods again, getting that tunnel vision woods again. I notice the trees look black, and the background looks brown, similar to a note book I have. It's really cool. I stop and I'm in front of the house again. There's a tricycle in the yard against the house. Thinking I'm going to test this dream thing one more time to be sure, I push the trike against the wall thinking to myself, "It's going to go right through the wall as long as I believe it will." And it does! It gives me a bit of resistance when there's only an inch or two of the seat left to pass through the wall, but i give it a good push and it completely disappears into the wall. SO FREAKING AWESOME! Then I remember I'm mad. I storm inside and find my husband sitting in a recliner chair, and I walk right up to him and tell him, "Your just a dream. I don't have to put up with your crap right now! I'm not even going to bother fussing at you for giving away those dvds because you're not worth it. Instead, I'm going to dress up and go find someone who makes me happy in my dreams!" I then try to concentrate on changing my clothes. I can't seem to do it. It feels like my bandana is different, but I can't change my shirt and pants. I look in a mirror. I'm wearing a blue checkered print shirt that has puffy sleeves and the front is all sewn with elastic (i think the term is smocked?) so it's clingy but stretchy. The shirt doesn't cover my stretch marks and that bugs me, I try again to put on my favorite black dress that also has smocking but as it's a dress it doesn't show any belly! No luck, so I'm just like, fuck it, it's a dream, no biggie if I look weird. I'm sure I've worn even weirder in my dreams. I walk over to the telephone, it's one of the old kin that you set the receiver in little hooks above the rounded square phone. Luckily the numbers are buttons not rotary! I pick it up. I want to call K, so I wonder how I can. I decide I'll just press the numbers that correspond with the letters in his name. Oddly enough, it's actually the right number of digits in real life. The phone rings, and then I hear him say, "Hello?" I say, "Hey it's me!" he sounds confused for a minute, "Who? Wait, M...? B is that you?!" (note here, my real name starts with an M, but I go by a shortened version of my middle name, which is why dream peeps always refer to me as B ) I excitedly reply, "Yes! I'm lucid! I'm actually lucid dreaming right now! Can I come visit you?" his voice on the other line says, "Sure! I'd love to see you!" I'm thrilled. Then I realize, I'm not exactly sure how to get there, so I ask the telephone, "Hey wait, can you like come and get me or something? I don't know how to get there!" There's silence. The phone is dead. I start to think he probably doesn't have a car and can't come get me. The I realize this is a dream, why would he need a car? I hang up the phone, and then decide to walk outside and try to figure something out. I start to walk, and remember that supposedly you can make someone or something appear in a dream if you expect it to be around the next corner or something. So I decide to try and give it a shot. The trees become a wall, but then I realize that all the trees are walls, so I am suddenly in an endless hallway. Crap, how can I reach a corner if the hallway is endless?! Then I remember the trike, and think, "what if I walk through the wall expecting his house to be on the other side?" It's worth a shot, so I start to put my hand through the hall first, not wanting to faceplant in it. It's like the mirror scene in the matrix at first, the wall wobbles in round circles like thick gooey water. It looks weird because the walls are yellow and brown pin stripped wall paper, really ugly, lol. Then I step right through it and I'm standing in a kitchen. It's got linoleum floors made to look like tile, but obviously fake. Theres a stove and fridge and sink on the wall I just walked through, then in the middle of the room is a table with three chairs facing a tv on the far right wall. I see a guy sitting at the table. My first thought is it's no K. I just don't get that feeling that it's him. Something seems off. But I notice my hands are filthy, they've got wall paper goop on them still even thought it's not anywhere on the rest of me. The guy says hey, and i say hey back. I walk to the Sink and see no hand soap, but there is some green dish detergent so I decide to use that to wash my hands. I notice then that his hair is much, MUCH shorter than it should be. I ask him as I wash my hands, "why's your hair so short?" He responds without looking at me, just staring at the TV, "it's easier for spying." My dream self knows this make sense, if your a spy you want to be as unmemorable as possible. I don't recall him being a spy though. I dry my hands and go to look at him once more. I notice his hair has turned bright pink! My jaw drops for a second, then I remind myself this is a dream, and something's definitely not right here. I walk over to the chair he's sitting in and I as K if he knows this is a dream. He says yes. I ask him if he is lucid. He says no. He doesn't even look at me, just stares at the TV. I'm really frustrated because I think I walked through that wall expecting to find K, so he should be K, but he isn't. He doesn't feel like him, he doesn't look like him, he doesn't act like him. WHat did I do wrong? Then I think maybe it is K, but because it's a dream I've got to get through to him to wake him up or something. I decide to straddle him in the chair, that'll get his attention. No luck. I grab his face with my hands and pull it up to look at me and not the TV. He has a blank look like he's looking right through me. The chair suddenly has rollers and he rolls the chair towards the tv. Frustrated, I lean backwards so my head is upside down and I can see what he's looking at. It's the stupid TV! I close my eyes tightly because I'm getting so frustrated. I wanted to get lucid so I could get some answers from K, but I'm getting no where even though I'm supposed to be in control. Suddenly I lose everything. I 'm no longer in the chair, I'm just seeing black and swirling colors. I realize I'm awake just seeing swirling colors of my eyes closed. Damn. But wow! That was an amazing experience. I can not wait for my next lucid! I'm going to try not to waste it looking for K and answers, but instead see what other cool things I can do. I feel so bold and empowered in the dream, like it didn't matter what I said so I could tell anyone exactly how I felt and do whatever I wanted. And, I was totally blown away by how real it all felt. I really felt like I was awake, even though I knew I was dreaming, everything was so real. Enough random squeals of how awesome this was, I'm sure most peeps on this sight are past that sense of wonderment. Last time I'll say it, this was awesome

I woke up 3 hours earlier than usual, so I never really got past my day rehashing phase in my dreams, but here they are anyways because I'm doing good with this dream journal and recall thing and I don't want to get out of the habit! But since these are rehashes, I'm going to type in italics what I did that the dream rehashes so you can see the similarities and the weird way my brain goes about processing it.

Dream One (fragment): I'm standing in a completely white area. There are no walls or floors or ceiling that I can see, just a blank dream world. In front of me is the little portal pad from my son's Skylanders game. I put on a figurine that is red and has it's tongue sticking out. The room glows red, and I hear random monster babling. I take the figure off before anything can appear because I don't know what will happen if it shows up. I am aware that I am dreaming, but only passively so. I don't try to change the world or anything, I just know I'm dreaming somehow. (I guess that counts as being lucid? Even if I didn't change anything?) I think to myself, I know I'm dreaming, I can call K here using this portal. Suddenly I have a figurine of K just like the Skylanders toys. I place it on the portal and everything glows purple for a moment. I don't remember what happened next, but I can remember that K never appeared. I could hear his voice, but all I could see was this white blank area that changed colors and pulsated when he spoke. I remember asking him if he was ok with me calling him into my dream, and he said something like sure, I like coming to visit you. I am pretty sure it wasn't really K in the dream though, it was just my brain creating the voice (and probably why I couldn't feel him or see him in the dream, only hear him) This is one of those dream I can pinpoint exactly why I dreamed it. I was at Toys R Us yesterday with my son looking for those silly Skylanders toys since they're impossible to find. As soon as we got to the display and saw they only had the characters we already have, my son started crying. I was trying to tell him how silly it is to cry over a game, that he could still play the game without the extra characters and that eventually we'd find them, he's just going to have to be patient, when I felt like I needed to look behind me. When I started to look back I saw a guy walking up the aisle, and just assumed I was picking up on someone being nearby and didn't keep turning. Them my husband said something and I turned even farther around to look at him, and when I did I noticed that the first guy I saw was with another guy. The other guy looked so much like K I was almost stopped in mid turn. The only difference was that his eyes were wide open and I remember Ks eyes not being so round. The guy was looking right at me, so I met his eyes for a quick second before turning back to my family, but as far as I could see it seemed like he was looking our direction until the walked completely past us. Probably because my kid was crying like a total brat, lol. I went to bed last night excited because I saw someone similar to K, and wondering what I would do if I ever met K, would I just look at him like an idiot and hope he somehow dreams of me like I do of him or even that these dreams are shared dreams... and if he didn't would I completely waste my chance to meet him? And since my husband knows I have a DC that reoccurs pretty regularly now that makes me more tired than when I went to bed in the first place (but he doesn't know the content of the dreams) how would I explain, this is the person I've been having dreams of that leaves me drained and exhausted? I'm sure those worries as well as the fact that I saw a guy who looked kind of like him while standing at a Skylanders display is exactly why I had that dream.

Dream Two (Fragment): My husband and I have just bought a plot of land. We think there's a house on it, but when we go look there's no house where we thought it was. We decide to build a new house over a little dip in the ground. Just as we decide that, a man comes up to us and tells us that the house is actually on the other side of the property in the woods. That's all I can remember, but I know there was more to it. I woke up with the impression the guy who told us where the house was, was supposed to be K's father or something in the dream. Not sure what this rehashes, besides K being on my mind and my husband and I shopping last night.

Dream Three: We are at Mcdonalds eating lunch with my cousin. My husband and I have happy meals, and they have My Little Pony Mini figures as the kids toy. My husband and I decide we already have these ponies, so we're going to go to the back and go through the toy box to see if we can find ponies we don't have yet. When we get to the back, the toys are MLP Blind bags and some sort of Lego Star Wars characters. We start to shake the bags trying to get the ponies heads up to the tiny hole in the package so we can see the color schemes and guess if the ponies are ones we need or not. Suddenly I'm finding empty packages and I get mad. "Why are there empty packages here?! Some poor kid isn't going to get a pony in their kids meal!" Then I realize my husband is just opening the bags and taking the toys out instead of checking through the hole. I get mad and fuss at him, "Why are you opening them?! We haven't paid for them yet!" and he replies, "It's easier to see the ponies this way! I'm tired of trying to look through that tiny hole!" I try to explain why that's wrong, and he just throws them back in the box and we go back to our table not happy w/ one another. My cousin notices there's a table of girls beside us, and she seems to know them, so she starts talking to them instead of us since we're both being quiet and not talking to one another. Her friends ask us if we've ever heard of streaking. My husband responds, "Yeah, used to do it in college!" then he relates a story where I supposedly forgot to bring my clean clothes into the college shower with me, so I streaked back to my room. I don't remember this story, but as he tells it I see "memory" of it all happening. Then I wake up. I had just looked at my cousins facebook before bed, and I made my husband drive by McDonalds last night to see what toys they had because I know they're supposed to have My Little Pony toys soon. Their sign said star wars toys still. And of course, being at Toys R Us we looked through the blind bag ponies This dream pretty much rehashes another part of my evening yesterday.

Edited to add nap dream fragment: I'm standing in the neighbors driveway talking to my husband and all the kids in the neighborhood. I suddenly realize that the fingernails on my left hand are stained blue and pink and reason that it's from the cupcake icing on the cupcakes I had given the kids in church this morning. I hold my hand up and show my husband an ask him if he has any idea how I'm going to get the stain out of my nails. he tells me he's sure there is a way, maybe if I let them soak in hot water for a while the stains will come out. The he asks if the other hand is stained too. I look at my right hand and it's got chipping purple nail polish on it. I say something about the nail polish protecting those nails from stain and how I should have painted both hands. That's all I can remember from the dream. I was picking on my best friend because she is constantly dreaming about having her nails done or her nails needing to be done. I texted her when I woke up that her dreams are rubbing off on me! lol

I took nyquil before bed last night, so it mostly wore off by the time I got to the period of time when I dream. This seemed to work best insuring that I got some good sleep with this cold, but still managed to have some dreams. It just meant making sure that I didn't take any medicine in the afternoon so I could take it right before bed rather than having to wait until the middle of the night, lol.

Dream one (fragment): The Nyquil still hadn't worn off yet, so this dream was hard to remember. All I can safely say I remember is someone asking me if Pamela was gay. I don't even know anyone names Pamela, lol.

Dream Two: This dream starts out with me laying down on a metal grate like floor. It wasn't a grate with like lots of parallel lines, but rather the kind with intersecting metal lines that form diamond shaped holes. I'm laying in a sleeping bag on this grate, and I'm in a circular room with a lot of other people. In my mind I know it's like 25 people. We're all prisoners of some kind. I'm not sure if it's for crimes or war or kidnapped victims, or what. There's a man with a gun and lots of heavy modern armor, even a helmet and some kind of black goggles and he's walking around the room keeping and eye on us all. He walks around the outside of the room, then the inside of the room, then kneels by my "bed". I feel immediately secure and happy when he stops by me, I feel like I know him very personally, and like he's going to keep me safe not hurt me. He says something to me, but I can't remember what after I woke up, but it made me even happier. Then I see a third person view of a girl and a big shaggy dog. The girl is walking in a white hallway, like the "back doors" hallway in the second Matrix movie. She opens a door, and there's a white table with white chairs in another all white room. She walks in and closes the door. She does something and there's the feeling that she's working some sort of magic. The Dog barks, and jumps THROUGH the door that is looking purple and misty now. The dog comes running back through the door a moment later, with me in tow. Seeing myself throws me for a loop for a moment, and then I'm sucked back inside my dream body looking at this little girl. She tells me to sit down and have some tea at her tea party. I tell her I would love too, but there's someone I'd like to come have tea with us. I'd love to have a date with him, but I can't because of my circumstances. I ask her if I can go back and get him, but she says once I leave the door will close and I can't come back, so I should take a break from being a prisoner and drink some tea before I go back. I sit down and happily drink the tea, thinking this is so much better than trying to sleep on the metal grate floors. After I finish my cup, I say I need to go back before they notice I'm missing. She agrees, and I walk back through the purple door and find myself back on the floor in the sleeping bag as if I never left. The man in armor comes back and kneels. He hisses under his breath so no one can hear that He was worried, I'd disappeared and if I hadn't returned before the next guard came he couldn't have protected me. Then he says something about me being lucky the wardens daughter had come for tea and the shift change was delayed for her safety. I tell him I was having tea with a little girl and her dog, and I wanted to invite him because it would have been a perfect date for us, but I couldn't because the door would close when I left. Then the shift does change, and I fall asleep in the dream. When I "wake up" in the dream I'm in a van, and they are transporting us somewhere. It seems like a book store or library or something. I notice everyone else has a personal guard, and my personal guard is the guy from the first part of the dream. I instantly feel at ease, I know I'm still safe. I notice he's not wearing anything on his head, and he's got blond messy hair about 6-10 inches long. Then a woman in a business suit leans back and hands a packet of papers to my guard. She tells him that I am the most cooperative prisoner, and I don't give them any trouble at all, so for this trip he needs to take those papers somewhere, I didn't need a guard that I would be a "good girl" and stay with the group. He looks uncomfortable with the idea, but he doesn't seem to think he has a choice. He tells me to be careful, and not to do anything to draw any attention or trouble to myself. I nod, and go with the group into the bookstore while he walks down the road in the other direction. Inside the store I walk all the way to the left of the store, hoping to catch a glimpse of him out the window before he disappears down the street. I know I want to talk to him about something, but when ever I'm around him I just feel too content and happy to say much at all. I can't see him, and start to try and figure out what it is I wanted to talk to him about, but then there's a scream and a red line whizzes past me and blows a tiny baseball sized hole in the wall to my right. I turn and the guards and prisoners are going nuts, the prisoners trying to escape and the guards looking for who shot the red laser thing. I turn to help the guards because I don't want them to think I'm trying to run away. I see a man with something under his coat in the crowd. It looks like a water hose nozzle, but he pulls it out and pulls the "trigger" and a red light comes out. I jump instinctively, and the laser passes right below my feet, and blows another hole in the wall. As soon as I land I run and tackle the guy. The guards start to hassle me trying to get me off the innocent civilian, but I shout at them he's the one shooting! The take the thing from him, not believing me at first, then one pulls the trigger and blows some books apart. They believe me now, so they let me stand up but they have my hands cuffed behind my back. Two of them start talking as if I don't exist. "Who's her guard? and Where is he?" "He's delivering paper work for our lady. They said number (12? 14? 8? 9? 16? I can't remember, but one of those numbers, lol.) was a good prisoner and didn't need to be watched as well as the others." "Well someone needs to take her back to be checked out. We can't afford to have injured prisoners." I quietly mutter, "I'm ok, I didn't get hit." The two look at me, and the one shrugs while the other says, "Just go to the back of the store with the other prisoners and behave. We'll inform your guard when he returns so he can take you to the clinic to be sure." I nod, and wander back off to the back of the store where one of the prisoners pushes me into a wall. He starts giving me trouble about being a good two shoes, and how I ruined their chance to escape by bringing the chaos to a quick calm. He starts pulling at my clothes, and I drop to the ground, trying to protect myself the best I can without fighting back and making trouble.

I wake up for real here because my daughter climbed into bed with me. I Went back to sleep within five minutes though, thinking about this dream and wondering what it is I wanted to ask the guard. When I fall back asleep, I'm sitting in the middle of the woods. There's a camp fire, and I'm in the same sleeping bag as the previous dream. The guard is sitting to my left by the fire, and there's an old man in a suit and hat to my right. The old man seems really off, like he's not saying anything that's making sense, he's just mumbling, shaking, and rocking back and forth while muttering gibberish. I look to my left at the guard, and ask him, "What'd you do to him?" the blond guard shrugs and says, "He'll be fine. He's the one who brought us here, and we can't have him bringing in the rest of the guards. They wanted you to die at the bookstore, the hitman was there after you, that's why they sent me off and left you unprotected. When you turned their plans upside down and caught the gunman, I had to get you out of there." Suddenly I look at the man who I assume is a cab driver or something of that nature. There's something about his hands, my brain tells me. I look at his hands, they're shaking, and suddenly a check book seems to grow out of them. The I realize, this is a dream! I turn to my "guard" and realize, I'm dreaming, this guard isn't just some random guard I oddly feel comfortable with, it's K! I practically jump through the fire in my rush to hug him. I wrap my arms around him and burry my face in his neck. He puts a hand behind my hair on my neck and holds me close. The I think to ask him why I'm always so happy and comfortable with him in these dreams but I don't recognize him until I know I'm dreaming, but before I can ask, I wake up.

Notes about K: So I have a lot of dreams about K, and I figure now is about the best time to clarify what K is in my life, especially since if you read all my dream journals you see that I'm actually married with kids. K isn't anyone I actually know. He's some sort of dream character that started appearing in my dreams about a year ago. I'm not sure if he's a random mind creation, a dream guide, spirit guide, or even another dreamer. The first few dreams he was in I woke up with sleep paralysis, but unlike others experiences, I couldn't move but I was totally comfortable with it. Each time the paralysis lasted less time, and then it progressed to when I see him in dreams I'm generally tired and feel like I didn't sleep at all the whole night, but I am not paralyzed anymore. The fact that this happens ONLY in dreams with him in it seems like a crazy coincidence. Also, while I found these dreams fascinating enough to send them to my best friend, I don't keep track of the dates when I have them or anything. I had 5 of them in the spring of last year, then I didn't have any for a long time. I thought they were over, until I had another earlier this month. I sent it to my friend like usual, and she sends me a message back that this dream I had after so long of not having any, was exactly one year after I first started having the dreams. Since then, I started looking stuff up and found my way here to dream views. My goals with K right now are to become lucid so I can ask him the questions I have (What are you? Why am I so happy with you that I can't think of what I want to ask you? Why did you use to try to tell me I was dreaming, but leave me to figure it out on my own now? Why am I exhausted every morning when I'd dreamed of you? why am I dreaming of you? etc) And I've been lucky enough that while I can't seem to become lucid, I'm getting far more chances now that I'm actively trying. Eventually I will remember to ask him something, especially if I keep seeing him every few days, lol.

I couldn't sign in until I changed my host files, so I was just keeping my dream journal in a word document until I broke down and decided to mess with my host file, so I'm adding them all in now, I just hope the post will take all this! lol

2-21-12
Dream One (fragment): I remember seeing pictures of Nintendo Characters flashing in the dream. That’s pretty much it. I got the feeling I was being shown options or something.

Dream Two: The dream starts off with me sitting in a car with my kids and a male. I don’t know who the man was, just that in the dream I felt he was a family member or a family friend. We’re impatiently waiting for my husband. I have dream memories of my husband telling me that one of his best friends from high school is in town giving a spiritual seminar, and he wanted to swing in a see him. This is the third time he’s gone to visit this friend in as many days. I remember thinking this friend is a quack. I’m pretty open minded, but everything I had read about the guy gave me a wrong feeling. My husband is inside a hotel where this seminar was supposed to be taking place, and we’re in the parking lot waiting. The Kids are getting impatient, and cranky, so I say I’m going to get my husband and hurry him out. I get out of the car and go inside the hotel. The seminar is in the lobby and it’s HUGE. I see my husband just watching this man talk, and I go up to him and tell him we need to go because the kids are cranky. He says he can’t leave yet because the man is still talking to his attendees and my husband hasn’t had the chance to talk to him yet. I tell him he has five more minutes, then he’d better come out whether he talks to his friend or not because the kids are ready to go. I walk outside and inform the man who was in the car with us that it’ll just be five more minutes, and that I’m going to go back in and make sure it’s only five minutes if I have to drag my husband out so be it. I walk back, but instead of cutting diagonally across the parking lot I take my time walking to the sidewalk to my left then following it up to the building and then around to the door. When I get inside, my husband is still standing there listening like one of the other attendees and I’m really annoyed. I check the clock and its been five minutes. I grab him by the arm and tell him it’s time to go. He protests that he hasn’t been able to talk to his friend yet. I say I don’t care, he’s talked to him two days in a row already, and we need to go. My husband protests again, louder this time, causing the friend to stop talking and all the attendees to turn and look at us. My husband turns red with embarrassment, and lets me pull him out the door. Outside he starts whining like the kids how he just wanted to talk to his friend and yadda yadda yadda. I get pissed off and tell him he’s seen his “girl friend” in there twice in two days already, and I’m sorry he can’t see the man today, but if the friend thought he was worth seeing he’d make time for him and to come on. My husband gets pissed that I called his guy friend a girlfriend and implied that he had any feelings like that for the guy. He tells me I’m just jealous, and I tell him no I am pissed because he’s not thinking about the kids being cranky and tired and needing to go to bed. He argues that they can sleep in the car, and I storm off to the car. I tell the guy in the car that I’m sorry, my husband and I were having a fight, would he and his wife mind keeping the kids over night? He says no problem, and his wife is in a car nearby so we move the carseats over (somehow with the kids still buckled in them, lol!) to her car so they can leave. My husband comes over and keeps complaining again, and I tell him to go fuck off and do whatever the hell he wants, I’m going to walk home. I start walking home and he gets in the car and follows me telling me it’s not safe for me to walk home alone. I tell him to piss off again, and he drives off giving me my space. After walking another couple feet, I feel like it’s this friend of his fault and know there will be a repeat of the incident if this friend doesn’t either make time for him or tell him to get lost he’s too busy to talk, so I decide to confront the guy. I walk back to the hotel and it starts raining. I put my hoodie on my head and run for the doors. I get inside and the seminar is over. The front desk says they will summon the guy, but he’s gone back to his room. There’s a bed in the middle of the lobby and I’m tired, so I lay down on it. I fall asleep in my dream, but don’t dream (because I’m already dreaming? Lol) when I wake up in dream I hear the desk attendant telling the friend of my husband’s that one of his followers wanted to speak with him. I decide that now that he’s in the room, and I’ve rested, I’m not fired up anymore and am too intimidated by him to say anything. I pretend to keep sleeping. The guy doesn’t seem intimidating in the dream or anything, but I’m a big chicken when it comes to confrontation unless I’m really worked up over something. The guy comes over and sits on the bed, then reaches up and brushes my hair behind my ear while saying, “Good morning sunshine.” I growl at him that I’m already awake, and he says he knows. He says he knows who I am, I am C’s wife. I nod, but before I can actually voice a reply he starts saying, “I know you’re unhappy. The two of you are too different. He doesn’t understand or have the patience you do with your children. He doesn’t share the same beliefs you do. You love each other very much, but love isn’t enough to make things work. There’s someone else out there for both of you. Someone who will make you both much happier than if you stay together.” At first I feel really subdued by the man’s words thinking, he’s exactly right, but then when he starts talking about there being someone else I roll off the bed as quickly as possible and start storming off, my fists balled up without a word to him. He stays on the bed and call out, “What’s wrong? You know I am only speaking the truth.” I turn and glare at him and tell him, “I may not be happy, and your right about the things wrong in our relationship. But you’re also right that I love him. I don’t want to hear that there is someone else, you are supposed to be his friend. If you want to offer advice, advise us on how to fix things, don’t try to split apart our family!” Then I wake up for real because my husband is going to work.
Dream Three: I’m still angry with my husband, but we are home. I have run out the back door and across the pasture to the barn. The barn looks totally different on the inside. I am fuming mad, at my husband for choosing to spend so much time waiting for a friend who has no time for him, and at his friend for being such a jerk and trying to split us up. In the barn I look back and see my husband making his towards the barn. I close and lock the front barn door, and when I go to lock the back door so he can’t come inside and bug me, his friend is standing there. I realize at once the guy looks like Russel Brand in that movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall, and if he hadn’t suddenly appeared in the barn I would have probably laughed about the realization. He doesn’t act goofy like that character though, but he does put out his hand and say, “You know I’m telling you the truth, why won’t you admit it to yourself? Why don’t you want to be happy?” I reply that I know my husband loves me, and I love him too much to hurt him. I’d rather be miserable than know my happiness was at the cost of his, and my children’s when they’re suddenly divided between parents. The man tells me that my husband isn’t really happy, he only thinks he is because he has what he thinks he wants. He tells me that there is someone else that would make him even happier and I am selfishly being a martyr by clinging to the idea that I am sacrificing my happiness to make my family happy. I get mad and yell at him to get lost, that I don’t like him and I want nothing to do with his so called advice. I turn to lock myself in a stall where he can’t get to me, but instead of finding a stall there’s a desk full of papers on a wooden platform. I stomp over to it thinking I can make myself look busy and maybe he’ll leave me alone, but on the table I find my husband’s wedding ring. Instead of being all shiny and maintained, it looks like it’s rusted and there are big dents in it. I grab it and feel sad for a moment, but then I realize I haven’t got a clue where my own wedding ring is so why should I care if his is unworn? (In reality mines been missing for at least six months, we think for almost a year, neither of us can remember when I last wore it and there aren’t any pictures of me wearing it since 11 months ago) I start to leave the barn, now feeling more sad than anything else, and when I open the barn door my husband’s mom is there. She says “Well hello B, how are you feeling today?” I tell her I’m frustrated, that her son is really getting on my nerves, and she just replies, “oh well, your married, things are going to come up to bother you both.” I nod and she turns around and walks off. My husband is finally at the barn, and before I can start to talk to him and tell him I’m sorry or anything he starts talking about his friend again. I get so mad and angry that I want to scream. I turn to go back inside the barn and close the door, thinking that there’s no point trying to talk to him, there never is. I need to just walk away until I have more patience, then I wake up.
Dream Four: I am in a dark apartment. My dream self recognizes that the apartment is my brothers (my brother doesn’t live in an apartment, and I’ve never been where he does live) He’s asked me to pick something up today to take to his girl friend. I’m looking for it, and a voice tells me “The droid tablet is under the recliner.” I reach under and find it, say thanks, and leave. As I go out the door, I end up back in the same room, but it’s daylight and I know it’s the next day now. Instead of having the tablet, I now have flowers or something his girlfriend wanted me to deliver to him. I don’t expect him to be home because he’s out of town for training, but when I go to set the flowers on the coffee table there’s a chair to my left with a pile of blankets on top of it. I startle as the covers move and my brother appears from under them. I feel relived it’s just him, then chide him for scaring me when he’s not supposed to be home yet! He laughs and says, “I just told you last night where to find the tablet. Did you forget? Or did you think it was a ghost telling you where it was?” I glare at him, still feeling annoyed from my previous dream, then ask him if he’s called his girlfriend yet because she’s really worried about him. He says no, he just got home last night and was tired so he went straight to bed. He’ll call her in a little bit when He’s done waking up. Then I wake up.
2-22-12

Dream One: I spent the evening watching the two Dream Views sites fighting it out, the real vs. the hacked/fake one, and my first dream of the night was a blurry rehashing of that. In my dream, our dreams weren’t being monitored online, but rather in our heads, and every time we went to sleep alien hackers were hacking into our brain and watching our dreams trying to find those who opposed them. I don’t remember much beyond that concept though. I do remember praying to the “Dream Views Goddess” in the dream, who seemed more like a Joan Of Arc than a real Goddess, someone who existed and was fighting the aliens. I was praying that she would protect my dreams so that I wouldn’t be taken down by brain hacking aliens. Every now and them, my dreams get crazy conspiracy theory like enough to make even me think, WTF?! Lol
Dream Two: I was in the car with my husband. We were on our way to a house where we suspect someone who was trying to kill me lived. I have dream memories of being different from normal, that I had suddenly gotten myself thrown into a weird mystical war. It wasn’t one where it was like good versus evil, but rather one species verses another, where people’s allegiances were determined by what changed them, not their own personal beliefs. I wasn’t aware of what I was at this point in the dream, just that there was a prophecy of some sort. My husband is driving and the kids are in the back seat, I’m worried and stressed out, and my husband pulls into his old high school parking lot. He says he needs to ask someone for some advice, and I lock the car doors afraid to get out of the car. I feel like I’m safe in there. I see three skinny guys in girl jeans and black leather jackets with bleached hair smoking against a white sports car. I notice they’re watching my car and it’s freaking me out even more. I wonder if they’re the ones trying to kill me. So I lean over and hit the lock button one more time making sure all the doors are locked. The guys start laughing and walk up to my car. They’re surrounding it, one on either side and one in front of the car. Suddenly their faces and clothes warp and they look like skeletons in black cloaks, like grim reapers. They’re all wobbly like their bones are made of rubber or something and two of them are moaning eerily. The one on the driver’s side presses it’s self against the door and starts speaking in a moaning prophetic voice, “Kill the one who seeks your life or be killed by him. Then, only through rebirth can the prophecy be fulfilled.” I’m terrified of these things, suddenly hoping they don’t think about busting through the glass. Then my little boy crawls into the front seat with me and they vanish. He is unafraid, and doesn’t seem to have seen them. Out of instinct I fuss at him for crawling over the seats because he could get hurt, but inside I’m so happy because I feel like he’s saved me by scaring them off. He whines a bit about being bored in the back seat, but then my husband unlocks the car door and tells him to get back in the back seat. With all of us in the car, we get back on our way to where we think the man trying to kill me is. My husband drives past the right road, and I ask him where he’s going and he says he forgot the way. I tell him he just passed the road. He turns around and we go down the right road. When we get to the location specified in the prophecy there are a lot of people who look alike, like a whole family complete with grandparents and cousins and such, having a picnic and it seems to be a park. My kids are no longer in the car, but my dream self doesn’t seem to care they’re not there anymore, all I’m thinking about is that one of these people want to kill me. The whole family gives me glares, and I ask where the man who wants to kill me is. An old man says, “He’s not here. He’s running away from you and your damned prophecy! Why should I lose my son because of some stupid prophecy? He has done nothing wrong! He has not hurt you!” I feel the same way, but I don’t say anything, Instead I feel like there’s something important to my right. I turn right and start walking, then I feel like I need to go left again, So I turn left and start walking down a big grassy hill. Halfway down the hill I see a man laying on the ground. He’s dressed in holey shabby clothes with stains and has a red bandana tied around his head. I can tell just by looking at him that he’s the man who’s supposed to try to kill me, he’s the one the skeletons said I had to kill before he could kill me. He’s asleep. I still don’t want to kill him, but I know I have to do something, so I lightly kick his shoe to wake him up. I point my fingers at him like they’re a gun, and as soon as he opens his eyes I say, “Bang. If I really wanted to kill you, you’d be dead right now. But I don’t want to kill you.” The man jumps up quickly and pulls out a huge knife, probably a foot long with really jagged edges. He’s waving it wildly at me, and tells me, “I don’t believe you! You’re going to kill me. The prophesy said so! But I’ll kill you first!” We start circling each other with our hands clenching at our sides like in action movies, lol. I counter back at him, “I have so much to live for, and I’m sure you do too. Let’s just toss this prophesy bull shit out and live our lives. He counters, “No. My family is counting on me being the winner. If I fulfill this prophecy they will finally have a reason to be proud of me!” I reply, “Your family would rather have you alive and the prophesy unfulfilled than have it fulfilled and you dead!” Then he says, “They don’t care about me now, but they will when I am the victor of an ancient prophesy!” “I counter with, “They do care! And even if you don’t think they care, don’t you care about them? Wasn’t that little girl your sister? Is she in kindergarten yet? Do you think she wants her big brother to die?!” He replies, “She starts next year, but she’s the only one who cares. She’d be better off without her loser brother making her look bad!” He leaps forwards towards me with this knife, and I instinctually turn into a giant wolf (think of something like the shadow wolf Link becomes in Twilight Princess) and I lunge right back at him. I grab his wrist that is holding the blade in my mouth, and push him to the ground with my weight and momentum. He hits the ground with a thump and drops the knife. I turn back into myself, still straddling him, and I grab the knife he dropped and hold it above my head. I yell really loud in anger and frustration, and then bring it down as fast and as hard as I can into the ground an inch from his head. The guy is nearly crying in fear of his life, and I stand up. He’s cowering on the ground trying to figure out if he’s still alive or a spirit now. I hold my hand out and grumble at him, “You now owe me your life, consider this your death and be reborn as my ally.” The can is crying but gets up and thanks me. He says he has changed his mind, I was right, he doesn’t want to die or kill anyone. He realizes having almost died that his life, no matter how worthless it seems, it’s still worth the world. I tell him to go tell his family he’s safe, I have to track down the creepy skeleton guys because I think they’re the real enemy for making up these crazy prophecies that pit people against one another. I walk forwards and end up in a cave, then I can’t remember any more of them dream though I’m sure there was more to it.
Dream Three: I am in the car with my husband again. We’re driving in the dark down a dirt driveway or road, and there’s grass almost as tall as the car on both sides. The road turns and winds, so it’s often that you can’t see anything but grass all around the car, like being stuck in the middle of a field with super tall grass of some kind. There’s a lady in the back seat, and she’s really worried. She says it’s been three or four days since she’s heard from her husband and she’s worried the giant were-crocks have gotten him. The road opens up, and there’s a tree and a front yard, and a tiny yellow shack like house. There’s a tire swing on the tree swaying as if in wind, but the wind isn’t blowing the grass or the tree. I’m getting really creeped out. We pull up to the house, so close that if my husband opens the door he’ll hit the front porch with his door. The lights are on in the house and on the porch. There are two doors on the porch, one on each wall against the porch. The one directly in front of us has a closed screen door, but the actual door is closed. The other door looks like it’s made of slats of some kind and it’s closed, but light is peaking through the cracks between the slats. It looks like every single light is on in the house. I tell my husband not to open the door, he nods and says, “I’ll honk the horn. If he’s still alive he’ll come to the door. If he doesn’t we’re going to have to wait it out for an hour, and after that assume the worst.” He lays on the horn a few times. No one comes out of the house. The woman is crying. And this is where my son wakes me up, thankfully, lol.

Dream Four: I’m swimming at an indoor public pool. For some reason I’m expecting to have some books delivered to me, and I get out of the water to ask my mom who happens to be there as well if she’s seen anyone come in with them yet. She says no, so I get back in the water. I dive under the water, and see something brown on the bottom of the pool like two boxes. I swim to the bottom and fetch the boxes off the bottom of the pool. I look at the labels after I set them on the edge of the pool, and they are addressed to me. I open the boxes and they’re full of very wet manga. I am pissed. I take the volumes to the front desk and tell them I am a first time customer who was expecting a package today, and whoever accepted the packages in the office threw them into the pool instead of trying to find the person they should have been delivered to. The old lady in the office sighs and says she’s sorry, she’ll replace them. She takes the books from me and starts writing down the prices and adding them up on a calculator. I wake up.

2-23-12
Dream One (Fragment): I remember reddish orangeish brownish rocks, like you would expect to see in Arizona or somewhere. There was also a huge cave with water and dripping stalactites/stalagmites with a big pool of water. I don’t remember any of what I was doing in those, but I get the distinct remembering that I was not alone. I remember waking up, but it could have been a false awakening, and thinking I needed to write that dream in my dream journal. Then I recalled I still can’t log into Dream Views, and I vaguely recall there being another web site I used to write all my dreams on before. I think of some name, that I can’t remember now, and then roll over and go back to sleep. In reality there is no other websites, dream views is the first I’ve found dedicated to dream journals and lucid dreaming and such. I have however always sent my best dreams to my BFF over Facebook as messages. That could be what I was thinking of.

Dream Two: I’m not quite asleep yet, but I’m in that stage where reality and dreams tend to overlap. I’m rarely in that stage for long, but I roll over. When I roll over I feel a shift in the room, and I’m pretty sure it’s the spirit in the house moving from one side of the room to the other, but in my half asleep state of mind, I picture it as a giant white and grey wolf walking through my room. I freak out and roll back over to get a better look and I’m awake now so It’s gone.
Dream Three: I’m in a room, seems like a living room or a lobby. Beside me is Twig the Faerie (She’s a Renaissance Festival Circuit Faerie, and very cute!) We’re sitting on the floor and she’s giggling (Those who know Twig know she doesn’t really talk, lol). There is a HUGE girls bathroom behind me, where two heavier girls are doing their hair with the door open, talking to us loudly so their voices project out of the bathroom. Suddenly the back door opens, and a bald middle aged man walks in, driping wet and stark naked! I turn my head quickly so I’m not looking because it’s embarrassing me, and twig is giggling at him. The man starts talking, he’s mad because someone stole his towel from the shower and he thinks it was us. We insist it wasn’t us, but it’s a funny prank and we bet the boys did it so he’d come over to yell at the girls while he was naked. I’m studying my thumb very closely hoping he’d just hurry up and get out. He grumbles a bit more, then leaves, leaving a puddle in the floor. I start to clean up the puddle and Twig hops up and I notice that her wings are bundled up and hidden under her shirt, except that one seems to have gotten caught on her shirt and is peeking out and making the back line of the shit look wrong. I tell her to stop, and I fix it. She says, “Thank you so much! No wonder my wings were hurting so bad this morning!” and I’m happy to see she has a very high pitched and adorable voice to go with her adorable character. I tell her it’s not problem, but just then someone bursts into the room and the whole thing goes to pot. They had seen me fix her wing through the mirror, and called the cops, and they were going to take us into custody for being faeries! Twig pulls a string under her shirt that’s holding her wings down, and her wings fly out the back, shredding the shirt at the same time. It’s barely staying on in front, and the cops stop to stare briefly, then she flies up and the roof is gone, it’s just open night sky and we’re in a city instead of a living room. The cops come at me too, and I find a string under my own shirt that has the same effect as hers. I fly up, and we’re being shot at as we try to escape. I find that I can’t sly as high as I would like, and instead try to use my aerial height to boost my speed by diving and hoping to land far enough ahead of the cops they can’t find me. When I hit the ground I call out, “Goddess help me!” and the whole dream warps and shifts again. I’m back in the living room again, alone, but I can hear people outside. I open the back door the naked man had come in through, and find a beautiful landscape. There’s a stone porch, with wooden trellises hung with beautiful vines and flowers. The platform goes on for about fifteen feet ahead, and then there’s a curved walk way also made of vine covered trellises, that has an opening at the center. I start to walk in, and from inside I can see that if I go left I will end up on the beach and if I go right I will go to a wooded area. If I go forwards and out the other side of the walk way I will be at a long building. Then this little critter that reminds me of a sugar glider with a Koala head and EXTRA BIG eyes. I say, “awww, how cute! Come here little Chi Chim!” (I’m pretty sure this is a direct result of reading SpeedRacer to the kids before bed, and Chi Chim is my brain rehashing the little boys pet monkey’s name, Chim Chim just dropping or forgetting the first m ) The little critter crawls up my arm and rests on my shoulder for a minute so I can pet it. Then I hear my mom’s voice behind me. The little critter scurries away, and I turn to see my mom behind me. She asks me how I’ve been since I’ve moved here to be with others like me. I tell her I love it here, it’s so wonderful. Everyone can feel things, I don’t feel like I’m crazy anymore. She nods, and says it’s a really pretty place, she wouldn’t mind living here herself. Then, there’s a loud screech behind me. I turn around to see a bird of prey diving at what looks like Chi Chim. I freak out and run towards it, scaring the bird back and grab Chi Chim. But it’s not Chi Chim, it’s another cute critter that looks more like regular grey squirrel. I carry it up to where my mom is, and it curls up in my hands, happy and safe. There’s a group of other people laughing to my left, and I notice the bird of prey resting on one’s shoulder. I call out to him that what he’d done hadn’t been very nice, to which he replies his birds gotta eat. I show the squirrel critter to my mom, and tell her everyone here has a familiar or some kind, they always just show up shortly after we arrive in our stuff and take up with us right away. I tell her mine is named chi chim, he’s kind of like this little guy, but more independent and has much bigger eyes. Then I tell her he looks like my daughter’s toy “oogie” only with grey instead of pink and white stripes, and the size of a rat. To my right some girls walk up and start talking. I recognize them as the girls from the bathroom. One’s carrying a baby. She asks me if I want to hold her, and I say sure, “I set the squirrel down and hold the baby for a moment. I tell my mom that I was there when the girl gave birth, and the girl says she was lucky to have me there because I’d given birth twice and really talked her through the painful parts. My Mom says that’s sweet, and asks if she can hold the baby. The girl says sure, and I hand over the baby. Then I notice something funny about the girls eyes, they almost seem to flash like blue and yellow lights. I get a bad feeling like something was wrong, so I turn to walk away hoping not to be pursued, but the girls suddenly grow huge claws and start walking towards me. I turn and run back into the arched walkway, but the group with the falcon now has Blue and Yellow flashing eyes as well. I run the other direction towards the beach in the walk way, but there’s a guy there, and he’s got the yellow and blue flashing eyes too. He runs at me while everyone else is just walking, so I turn back around and go towards the long building I had seen when I first saw the walkway. I make it to the door, but then the boy leaps and knocks me through the door, to the ground. The floor of the building collapses and my back hits the basement floor hard. It hurts, but the guy had his hands around my shoulders digging his thumbs into my windpipe so I can’t breathe. I try to fight him but I can’t, I can’t stop thinking that he feels so familiar, and that he would never hurt me, something has to be wrong with him. Then I reach out and pull him closer to me, I manage to get his lips to mine and his grip on my neck loosens enough that I can gasp for breath and say broken up words. I continue kissing him until his hands drop from my neck completely. I’m gasping his name over and over trying to breathe but also get through to him past whatever is controlling him, “K, I know you’re in there, K please! K!” He grabs my head and pulls me closer and starts saying my name and I know I’ve gotten through to him but he just keeps kissing me, in full out make our territory now, which is definitely a first, in all the dreams he’s been in we’ve never kissed, let alone made out hot and heavy, and yet here he is groping me. Then I get the closest I've been to lucid in a LONG time. I can feel my body in bed, the sheets and pillows and even tell that I'm laying on my back, I just can't move because I'm still stuck in the dream (and honestly, I didn't want to leave! lol) At the same time, I was seeing K in a bed as well, with the dream super imposed on him, like a project on a screen for a split second. Then, I lost my awareness of my bed and everything, all I saw was the dream building and K back to dream "normal" . Suddenly he pushes me away and says, “Oh god, B, I’m sorry!”I’m not sure if he’s apologizing for trying to kill me or for making out with me, so I just say it’s ok, everything’s fine now. Then he says everything is not fine now, the others are still under something’s control , so we need to get away quickly. He runs out a door on the back of the building. I follow, and there’s a sharp hill to the left. He climbs into a barrel that’s beside the hill, and then climbs onto the top of the hill. I follow. Then there’s some time I can’t remember what happens, but we cross a road and there’s a building made of glass, like a green house. We walk in, I’m following K, and he seems determined about the path, like he’s concentrating on it and won’t talk to me. My Mom comes up behind us, and she starts to talk about stained glass and a project she’s working on. K tells me to ignore her and keep moving, but she’s my mom so I talk to her as I walk. She’s saying someone wanted a certain piece of glass because she liked the way the colors swirled in it, but the rest of the class broke it because they all wanted it to. Then when it was shattered the girl couldn’t use it anymore, and it was purple and blue swirled so she thought I’d like to have it. K says NO, firmly, and I have a bad feeling about the whole thing, so I just tell her no thanks. She keeps insisting I should have this piece of glass, and offers to make me something out of it. I tell her the whole thing gives me a bad feeling, and I don’t want anything to do with glass that someone else was wrongfully cheated out of. Then my daughter woke me up.

2-24-12
I didn’t sleep well last night so I only have two dream fragments and no real dreams to write about.
Dream One (Fragment): I was in a store, it looked like our local J.C. Penny at Christmas time, with lots of toys stacked up around the escalators. I was looking at a giant train set, the kind that was made for little kids to ride on. I decided it was too big and too expensive to buy for my kids, so I turn to walk to my right. There’s a table with a group of guys hanging out around it. I stop for a minute to see what everyone’s doing, and they’re playing some sort of card game. My first thought was it might have been magic the gathering, (I’ve never played the game, so I don’t know what it looks like when people are playing) but then I decide that even though all the cards are fantasy like creatures, it can’t be magic because my husband has some magic cards from his high school days and they’re all regular rectangular cards. The cards in this game were shaped like the creatures they represented on top with the bottom being a rectangular section listing the attacks and damage. Someone hands me a few cards and tells me to join in. I don’t know what I’m doing but I decide to try it out if someone will help me. The first card I have is a girl creature. It has a woman’s face and body with blue furry looking hair, wings, and a blue furry tail.

Dream Two (Fragment): I’m viewing this dream from third person, so it’s like watching a tv show or something. I’m watching Angel from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and he’s in front of a house with a blonde woman in a pink house coat and her little girl who must be 7 or 8. He looks off into the distance where there is a blue and orange flame high above the trees. It looks very unnatural. He tells the woman and her child to go inside and lock the doors, he’s going to check the fire out. She tells him to be careful, then quickly pulls the little girl inside and slams the door. Angel runs at super vampire speed through the woods, and comes out at a road like an interstate or a big highway. There’s a big middle aged man standing next to a car that’s burning on the side of the road. The unnatural flames are coming from the car. The man tells Angel he knows what he is, and he is going to die like the filthy vampire he is. I wake up.

I took a nap this after noon since my husband was home and I had gotten up early to take my grandma to the doctor. At the Doctors office my grandma and I had a conversation about a dream she had about fixing up her house. I told her the dream sounded awesome, but her was so old, I really hoped that she would consider selling it when she had paid off enough of it that she could sell it and break even on what she still owes. I'm pretty positive that's where the begging of this dream came from, lol. (yeah, my husband and I live with my grandmother. She wasn't able to make her house payments on her own, but was unwilling to move out bc she still owed more than the house was worth and didn't want her credit ruined. We moved in to help her pay her bills and fix the house because it's from the 40s and whoever built it and lived in it before us took every shortcut they could :/ plus it's old, so age is wearing it down as well. We dislike this house, so every now and then we all want to find something better, it just never gets past the planning stages before Grandma changes her mind.)

I dream that I am at the computer, looking at houses online. I see one that is priced really cheap and looks to be perfect for our family. I'm looking at a picture of this house online, and suddenly I'm sucked into the computer, and Grandma and the kids and I are standing right there in front of the house. We go up to knock on the door and see if we can tour it, but then notice a big "SOLD" sign in the yard. There are several other houses nearby for sale though. We decide to check some of them out. We walk past one that's brick and the doorways are shaped like Nintendo characters (I recognized Toad and Mario) but we don't go look at it because it's obvious it's outside of our price range. We see another smaller house that's green and walk up to it. Grandma tries the door and it's unlocked, so we go inside to look at it. Immediately I realize someone must still live there because it had all the signs of a well lived in house. Dishes in the sink., bills on the table, etc. I tell Grandma we shouldn't be in there, and she says nonsense, the door was unlocked so people interested in the house can look around and decide what they think. There's a paper on display on the counter that talks about the house, and lists the estimated monthly payment for the house. The amount is $1,226. I think to myself that is about how much we're putting into the house we're in right now, and this house is much newer and won't need all the repairs the one we live in does on a monthly basis. My little girl runs past me carrying my My Little Pony figurines (yes, I happen to watch the show with her. My husband doesn't want her to have "all those little pieces to scatter around" so I bought pony figures for myself, and just give them to her to play with one at a time to get around his rule ~_^) I chase after her down the hall and into a child's bedroom. There's a toy box in there, and my son who followed us imediatly dumps it over spilling out all the toys to play with. I start feeling really exasperated thinking they are making such a mess and it's not their toys and we shouldn't be there, and what will happen when the owners get home and find strangers in their house?! I'm trying to clean up, and I realize that every single pony we own is in the floor as well. I think to myself there is no way my daughter carried that many ponies in all by herself because I can't carry them all myself, and I'm mush bigger than her. I order the children to clean up because these are not their toys. We start cleaning up but I'm torn, wondering if all these ponies are ours, or is only a couple are, and how am I going to tell our ponies from someone else's ponies? I don't even know which ones she brought. I grab the big ponies and carry them to the car. Then I notice an old man and an old woman talking to my grandmother. It's their house, and they're happy to have someone looking at it as they have been trying to sell it for a long time. They tell me not to worry about the mess, and that I have lovely children. I thank them, but tell them I don't feel like my kids need to learn that it's OK to play with other peoples toys without asking first, that's why they are in trouble. Then I ask if the older couple know if the toy box in the child's room should have pony toys in it or not? They assure me that oh no, they only have a grandson, he doesn't play with my little pony toys. So I know all the ponies belong to my daughter. I collect the last of them (several tiny McDonald's Happy Meal pony toys) and throw them in the back of our "car" that has suddenly become a black SUV. Then I step out back to see what the back of the house looks like as Grandma is showing the kids off to the older couple. The back of the house shows it's three levels, and on a lake. Suddenly the dream zooms out as if I am on the lake looking at the house, then the dream shifts and feels like a different dream.

Part Two, same dream, or not?: I'm on the lake where my dad's family has a lake cabin. I'm on a boat of some kind, not sure if it's a jet ski or a pontoon, and I'm at the damn. Instead of the usual big open area of water, the area around the damn is roped off and there are several floating stalls in the roped off area. It's like an on water flea market, and totally awesome I jump off the boat and swim forwards towards the floating flea market. I get there and I see two visions, what the flea market looks like now, and what it probably looks like when it's full, as if I'm remembering it somehow. Then the full market part faded and it was back to being half empty. I swim up to a stall that looks familiar. It's a tattoo stand of some kind, offering beachy fare tattoos. Not the permanent kind, but the Henna ones, as well as all kinds of t-shirts and necklaces and stuff you'd expect to see at the beach, not in the middle of the lake in the middle of nowhere, lol. There's a guy with blond hair smiling at me from the floating booth. He squats down while I pull myself up onto the floating platform. He's really happy to see me, and I'm really happy to see him. During the dream I don't think about his name or anything. I'm sure I've known him forever, and I'm just so glad to be there and hang out with him that nothing else matters. I'm pretty sure looking back, he was K. He looked like him, maybe with frizzier hair and curlier, but the lake tends to do that to hair He asks me if I came to help him run the shop, and I tell him not today, I'm still not good enough at Drawing to trust myself to do Henna tattoos. He laughs and tells me that as long as I wipe off my mistakes quickly, the henna won't stain the skin, it takes a while for it to bond. I'm still uncomfortable with the idea. He asks me if I'll at least go for a swim with him before I leave. I'm so happy he asked, because I would love to go for a swim with him and get away from the hustle and bustle of the floating market. He yells at a guy in the stall next to him to watch his stuff for him while he takes a break. The man in the other stall says sure, no problem. The blond guy takes off his shoes and I take off my life jacket, realize I'm still wearing it from the time I was on the boat. I feel considerably freer and more comfortable without that life jacket! We dive into the water and start swimming away from the market. Not back to my boat, but towards that direction. We stop about three hundred feet or so away, and I think to myself I'm not even tired after swimming all that way! We start treading water, and talking about the floating stand. I have this memory of being the one who suggested he showcase his talents in a henna tattoo stand, and then the T-shirts and such were my fare. I remember that I'm the one who made them, and that seems like a me thing to do, I'm pretty creative and crafty, I just don't have the pencil control for drawing. He's telling me he doesn't think he can run the stand next week, and I really should come and manage it for him. Then he hints that if I do, he'll come visit me just like I come visit him. I'm not really comfortable with the idea, but I say I'll think about it. I don't realize at the time that's what he's saying, because we're heading back towards the floating market, but then on my way to the floating market everything changes. The sun is suddenly rising instead of being high in the sky, and I'm wearing a life jacket again. I realize I'm going to open the market stall. I climb up on the float and take off my jacket. There's a string, and pulling on it reveals that I have another smaller float with a merch bundle tied to it that I was towing along with me. I start to unpack, and I feel sad. The stall just feels lonely without him there. I wake up.

My first dream of the night (morning, lol) was a really short one, but the one I probably enjoyed the most. I started out the dream in a little rectangular clearing in a woody area. It reminds me of when you leave the forest in Legend of Zelda: OoT and first step into Hyrule Field. There are trees all around, including where I must have just come from, but there's only one clear cut "way" to go. The clear way was to my right (I was facing in towards the rectangle like I'd just appeared there, not come out of the forest to get there) and it was a stone path the reminded me of the stone wall tracks of the "Bowsers Castle" level in Mario Kart (N64 version). The forest ends where the stone path begins, and when stepping on the stone path I can see there's nothing but purple gray mist when I look over the edge. I think it's cool the stone path and forest were floating in a purpleish grey sky, and vaguely become aware that I am dreaming, but not enough to really control anything. I can see that ahead the path makes a sharp, right angle turn, and goes on for another hundred feet or so before ending at a giant castle made of the same type of stone. I decide to follow the stone path since it didn't look like there was much if I went back to the forest. I get to the turn, and look directly ahead at the castle. I can see a big archway is the entrance, and there's a red carpet that goes into the castle, just like in the Mario Kart level. What is out of place are the two monsters in the castle pacing back and forth like sentries. One is a big black praying mantis. It seems to be made of shadows (but I had seen a manga image of a praying mantis just before bed, so it's very probably that rather than shadowy, it's "Inky" ) The other monster is a giant snake. It's walking on about 2 or 3 feet of tail, holding the top 6 feet of it's body upright. It's whiteish yellow like the albino cornsnake at our local science center. It's round enough that I'm pretty sure that I couldn't wrap my arms around it and be able to reach my own hands. There's an oval shaped jewel or something on it's forehead which I find really odd. A Snake, wearing jewels, wtf? They notice me only a second after I notice them, and they start making their way towards me. I'm not scared yet, because I'm semi aware that it's a dream and I will be ok, instead I'm anxious, thinking to myself, "What are these things, and how the hell am I going to beat them?" Before I have the chance to think of an answer though, I suddenly feel like I'm not alone. My eyes are still locked on the snake and mantis coming towards me, but I feel an undeniable presence to my left. Without even thinking I reach out my hand and grab K's hand. I don't even have time to be relieved that I finally found him in a dream again, on a night that I wanted to find him... then again, I didn't exactly find him, he found me, lol. The snake uses it's tail as a spring, and leaps towards us, with huge nasty looking fangs. I'm still not afraid, I'm not even wondering how I'm going to win this anymore. I place complete and total faith in K that I'm going to be fine. Sure enough, K steps forwards with his left foot, still holding my hand so he ends up taking a step in front of me as well as forwards, and swings a fairly long sword in an arc. The snake is cut cleanly in half, the top half falls over the edge into the void and the bottom half disintegrates. Because of that circle step forwards, K is now in front of me, almost facing me, so I can see him, sort of. I wonder to myself how I am so sure that's K, because he's wearing loose black robes with a hood that covers his face. I can't see his features at all but I just know it's him because it feels like him. He lets go of my hand and turns back around to face the mantis as it's closing in, less than three feet from us. He swings at it, and I think it blocks with it's pinchers, but he pulls back and attacks again, this time defeating it. It also disintegrates. I think I manage to call out "Thank you!" before I wake up, but that could just be what I was trying to say and woke up first. :/

((Just wanted to edit this entry to say that my best friend also happened to be able to recall her dreams last night. She texted me this afternoon that she'd had a dream with me in it. Since we wanted to share dreams, I told her I'd facebook her my dreams of the nights if she'd text me hers. Turns out, she dreamed that she was on a stone path in front of a church looking at me... her church had a red carpet coming out it just like my "castle" and she claims I was standing there with a dark shadowy guy. Things aren't exactly the same, and I never saw her in this first dream, but we at least had most of the same/similar elements which was pretty cool!))

The second dream of the night was just a fragment on a dark forest path. I've got my little boy's hand, and we're crouched down walking quickly through the dark, running from bush to tree to bush kind of thing like we're trying to move quickly but stealthily away from something. Curious what we're running from, I turn around and steal a quick glance at whats behind me. There's a huge man, probably between 6 and 7 feet tall carrying a really big burlap sack over his shoulder. I think that lump in that sack is big enough for a body, and wonder if he's a murderer. We continue to make our way quickly, but because the man is walking directly and we're zigzagging in the dark I notice he's gaining on us. The path goes down hill for a moment, then the path veers right. We make the right turn, to find that the path extends in front of us, but there's also a clearing to the right. I rationalize to myself that the man is probably going forwards, but he might decide that little clearing is a good place to bury a body if that's what he has in the sack. I decide that the clearing is probably the safest bet, because really why would he be carrying a body and no shovel if he was going to bury it! I pull my little boy into the clearing and we duck behind a rock where I don't think he can see us from the path when he walks by. My little boy says something, I can't remember what, but I remember hushing him and looking hurriedly at the path hoping the man following us didn't hear him. I don't see the man, so I hold my breath for a moment hoping to hear him on the path. I don't hear him, so I let out my breath relaxed, he must have turned back. But then I see him on the path, and he turns into the clearing, with his burlap sack and a shovel. I think "Oh shit, I made the wrong choice!" and then wake up.

The last dream of the night was hardest for me to remember because it just wasn't that interesting. I was in the kitchen, and my younger brother was there. There was loud music playing, and people I didn't recognize kept coming in and out of the room. I told my brother he was crazy to throw a party because Grandma was going to have a fit that he had a party in her house. He says she's not here, she won't find out, and even if she does, he's in the army now, she can't get mad at him when he's only home for two weeks a year, because then he won't come back at all. Then there's some missing time, and I'm on the side of the road near my great aunts home. My other grandma who died several years ago (not the one who's house I was at before) had called my cell phone and told me to help her sister. Since I'm there I say I will. A car pulls into the driveway, but only halfway. My Aunt tells me to get something out of the trunk that is still in the road. I worry a car might hit me, but think that my family will get a lot of money is someone does hit me, so I'll risk it. Apparently my dream self doesn't think much of a life, lol. I open the trunk, and get some sort of big vase with a sunflower in it out. I balance it in once hand against my chest and close the trunk. Then I see a car coming. I yell at my aunt to move the car forwards so it doesn't get hit. She asks if I have the plant and I say yes, move the car! The car pulls forwards, and I scamper off the road. Then I wake up.