In the last dream I remember I saw a small fairy sitting on a ledge of some sort. I think it was showing me prices for it's services. And in a dream before that I had a lucid dream had a fair amount of control but the sucky part is, I don't remember too much of what I did. (I tried the counting yourself to sleep technique saying 1 I am dreaming 2 etc. Didn't work then I got up at 4am and felt refreshed. Then went back to bed. When I woke the last time I remembered dreams. When I don't try so hard I feel like it's easier to remember...)
At a train station, put my bags on the train but it left without me. This happened twice.
So another dream fragment last night. This time I was in some sort of concrete tunnel, and it was GURGANTUAN. An I was just sitting there minding my own business in the middle of this huge, dark tunnel. The weird thing is I was totally calm, siiting with my legs crossed just chillin. Weird right? Never to mind that I could see the walls of the tunnel, as if there was a light somewhere. P.S. according to a dream dictionary this means my subconscious is trying to show me that I am in a state of transition, or that this tunnel leads to my innermost feelings and thoughts.
I went into bathroom and there was head of my oldest daughter in small wash basin we have there... in dark blue water with some bath foam... I starred fascinated as hand rose from basin to stroke hairs... the head turned... I asked why she is there- she told me she wanted to bath and younger sister occupied bathtub. So I looked to bathtub and saw younger daughter to be in just as dark blue water with foam as her older sister had. She had so much water inside that it was nearly overflowing sides of bathtub. I was annoyed- the water was dripping down to ground and it could damage wooden floor outside of bathroom if more water flowed out. So I asked daughter to vacate bathtub and to let out the water. She did as I asked. Then oldest daughter started to vacate small water basin- she is 12 and she is quite tall (170cm in reality and she will grow further )- it was strange how she fit inside such small volume. When she let water out there was no place she could fit, the basin has maybe 10 liter maximum volume... Then I heard strange sounds from bathtub. Bubbles arose from sink... and water started to rise up! It made swell of water inside, maybe 20-30 cm higher than volume of bathtub has. I looked at that miracle, surprised. Then it flowed out of bathtub down to tiled floor rapidly... And I started to mop is as fast as I could before it could end on wooden floor. I used very small sponge to do that, but I managed to sponge water up somehow. Remarks I felt very annoyed in this dream. Water made such strange effect... it made swell which lasted for many seconds...
I emerged before house. It looked somewhat familiar. Like house of friend I was trying to share my dream with. Yet surrounding was unfamiliar. I decided to try and find whether that house is what I thought it is so I went inside. I was surprised. Once I crossed doors I found myself inside something looking like very big hall... a bank. There were people waiting in lines for money. I backed away from house... The house looked exactly like before. Not the first time house looked much bigger from inside then from outside. On the other side of road the big house arose, it looked very old, rustic. The world around me slowly changed. The house and garden surrounding it stayed the same, but whole city grew around it (it was small village before I looked inside of that house). I rose into air, maybe in 2-3m of height and I started to fly down the street. Remarks I managed somehow to project myself outside of my friend house. My friend wasn't inside... Space inside of house was about 20 times as big as it should be, and there weren't rooms, only big open hall with Atmosphere of dream was similar to astral projection- calm. My concentration was at similar height to AP, yet this was a dream. The house and garden was vividly colorful, inners of house (bank), and city were greyish... it was like the garden and house was alight by sun, and city was in dusk.
Updated 02-14-2016 at 06:28 PM by 66278
I did not MILD last night or the night before as I was taking a break. In conclusion, very vivid. I am surprised that I did not RC at any time during that. Especially at the end. Well, there's always tomorrow. 2/14/2016 I was at school talking to someone in the front office. I do not know what, but then I realise that I have to walk to college soon. It’s time to go. I tell them that I might be late and they chuckle. I start to walk out and on my way to college. While walking, someone from school catches up to me and their friend as well. We start to walk wherever we might go. Suddenly, I am not walking to school anymore, but somewhere else. I do not consciously realise this, but I am fine with it apparently. We are now in a wooded area with a road next to us. We are talking about random things. One of the people that I am walking with has a large shotgun. I am not worried because I trust him with it and he knows what he’s doing. I no longer realise that we are no longer on the way to our original destination. He was shooting random things with his gun, along with a bird that we walk by after he shot. We would have to hide the gun everytime that someone went by in a car. So we wouldn’t get caught. At one point I was ahold of the gun and there was a State Trooper ahead and I was worried that we’d get caught. We didn’t but it was close. Then, I realise that I need to turn around to get to college. I tell them and they are cool with it, they will no longer follow me as they are going somewhere unknown to me. I start to run as not to be late and I am now running towards this mass of interstates. I mean like 5, 6-lane interstates, huge. I am now running up this incline that is muddy and I realise that I have 3 knives in my hand. I throw them down farther in the ditch and I slip in the mud and end up with a lot of mud on my hands. I am at this point not thinking about going to college, but I know very unhappy and getting so dirty. There is a State Trooper, Crown Vic sitting there facing the other way as though they might catch someone speeding. I run by them and they ask if I need a ride. I walk up to the drivers door and open saying I don’t want to drive. They ask if I want to drive, but I say no as I might crash it. There are 3 women in the car, all State Troopers. They seem nice and, of course, they are state troopers so they are safe. There is no real exchange as to where I need to go but they start to drive in the opposite direction of traffic. Then, dreamlike magically, the flow of traffic changes so we don’t die. No one is talking accept the driver of the Crown Vic. They are watching traffic for lawbreakers and troublemakers. I was thinking that it would be really cool to be in some form of a chase, and soon enough, there is someone in a small transporting truck that is speeding and driving erratically. The trooper notices it and starts to chase. We weave through traffic as the truck driver realises that he was caught. He speeds astronomically up and gets away from us for a while. We enter a tunnel of some sort and the driver does not seem worried. They know what to do and are calm. We wait for the truck driver to come back out the way, which he does. We chase him back out of the tunnel, now he comes back and we manage to get him. The driver or the other two troopers have not called for backup. So we are alone on this interstate in this dimly lit tunnel with a crazy driver and many people walking around and other cars. It seems as though there is a mall here. We don’t want to hit someone. The driver has now crashed and the driver of our car is out of the car shouting orders at the truck driver. He complies. Then, all of the sudden, he starts to get beaten to a pulp by my driver. Except that my driver is still a good 50 feet away from the truck driver. I am displeased by this and know that it’s not real (RC right now DAMNIT) but I see this guy get killed right there. The job is done. Everyone returns to normal. It ends. No LD’s tonight.
I'm in a rainforest, everything is dark green, from the foilage to the moss-covered trunks, the trees high enough that the sky is reduced to small swatch of grey between the branchs. There are grooves on the ground, incovering dark, red-tinged dirt. The path I'm walking on is narrow, cramped by the flora. It smells cold, like frozen stones and wet dirt. At the end of the path I find a clearing, with a herd of baie horses. There's lots of them, enough that the clearing feels overcrowned, claustrophobic. They aren't big or tall horses; I would call them ponies, but they don't have that king of build. I feel uneasy in the middle of them, nervous and restless. Spoiler for you are what you eat: I still walk in a little deeper in the herd, and I find a foal, that seem to be grazing. I look down and it's not grazing; it's nimbling on a horse leg, the bone at the top gleaming in the gray light, the flesh very red and wet with blood. The foal have sharp, flat teeths, and its tongue makes a grinding sound on the skin of the leg. Its nimbling makes the leg move at the joints, the hoof twitching. Looking around, I an see the dead horse it belongs to, a baie one. It's partially eviscerated, other horses eating off the carcass, ripping pieces of flesh and slowly masticating, big dark eyes waiting. I take a small step back, and suddently I'm surrounded with other horses; they are taller, with a more heavy build; golden palomino, with a bleached blond mane and light gold pelt; event their hooves are light-colored. The one closer to me stomps the ground, and I can feel it shake; the baie horses nicker and steps back, shaking their heads. I can feel the heat radiating from the golden horses, engulfing me. The one closer to me is holding its head at eyes level with me; it's eyes are black, fringed with almost white lashes. I am holding a silver thing that looks like a big spoon or a laddle. I bang it against a nearby trunk; it makes the same kind of sound that the hoof stomping, but mutch deeper, the vibration rippling through me and the clearing. The baie horses step sharply back, shaking their heads and tails as if bothered by flies. I do it again, and they flee. The golden horses flood the clearing, and the light sees to be a little clearer. I'm in a house overlooking the forest, with a woman and her very young daughter. The little girl starts complaining about tummy aches, before blunting out "I'm having twins!" the mother freaks out, but I somehow know that the one having twins is one of the golden mares. It seem to calm down the woman, and get go downstairs. The kitchen is flush with the forest, and there are horses wairing for us. I search the frige and get two apples out, handing the biggest one to the woman. She's nervous, afraid that the mare will chomp her fingers. I show her how to give them the fruit, making my hand nice and flat with the apple in my palm. The horse I'm offering it to take a big bite out of it, chew a little then come back for the rest, its nose soft and velvety. I hear the loud craking sound of the apple being chewed up and there's some crumbs in my hand. I brushes them off and see that the woman managed to give her apple to the other horse just fine. We mash somes medicinals herbs and clay together and looks for the pregnant mare. It turned into a young woman, and her belly is so huge she can't move from the bed she's sitting on. I give her the mix, and she start covering her swollen stomatch with it, sighing in relief. Her skin is so streched I can see her veins running under, and the pulse of the blood in it.
With pals we took a rocket and flewn to a distant planet. We had to wear protective suits as the air was filled with toxic gasses. We went out and moved up a hill, and then we saw enemies - huge, muscular humanoids in the distance. I took out a rifle and started shooting to them. At first I couldn't land a hit, but then I shot one of them, presumably their leader as when it died, others took his body and escaped. We had to go back to rocket, to refill our air tanks.
The frst time for many days I have remembered anything worth writing down. Working long hours which isn't helping, and I'm always in a rush to get ready for work when I get up. It's the weekend now which helps. 1) On a road in the car with one of my children. The car is driving itself it's a tour around a large hill in Yorkshire, some sort of holiday complex. It's a lovely rural road with views over more hills. We passed some buildings and I looked at the map and thought that it should be a cinema but it had been converted to a business, there was a row of houses next to it. Then we came up to a traffic jam, then a junction and for some reason we had to get out of the car. We walked up a hill and there were hundreds of people coming in the opposite direction. 2) I was in a doctor's surgery. I was talking with some old patients in the waiting room. Another doctor called someone in before them but it was their turn and they weren't too bothered. I walked back towards my consulting room. Everything was cosy like a normal house, warm, a nice carpeted corridor, beams on the ceiling, old wooden doors. I met a dog in the corridor and said hello. My bike was leaning against the wall. I was really happy. I opened the door to my consulting room, the dream ended and I woke up.
Updated 02-14-2016 at 09:23 AM by 88643
Morning of February 14, 2016. Sunday. Dream #: 17,954-05. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. In my dream, my wife Zsuzsanna and I are in a shed that may be a distorted version of our present home’s shed. There is also an unknown male character. A trapdoor spider about four times bigger than a real one is near the doorway. It bites Zsuzsanna on her right knee, but she is soon a young version of the Erin Walton character (played years ago by Mary Beth McDonough), which puzzles my dream self in a way that alters my level of awareness. The man holds her as she cries and sits down and he gives her an injection near her right knee with a hypodermic needle (a very rare dream prop for me), which contains the cure. It seems she will recover. I look in the doorway, and there stands the four-times-bigger trapdoor spider. I eventually understand that the spider is Kali. “She is the mighty aspect of the goddess Durga. The name of Kali means black one and force of time. She is therefore called the Goddess of Time, Change, Power, Creation, Preservation, and Destruction.” (Kali often has four arms and two legs, which makes her an “insect,” not a “spider.”) Zsuzsanna used to play with trapdoor spiders without knowing they were venomous (yet luckily was never bitten). Secondly, I associate Erin Walton with the petting of a deer (relating to a documentary feature about her that I saw years ago as well as the Waltons episode “The Fawn”), which was like a very similar image in a photograph Zsuzsanna sent me before we met of her feeding a deer. Zsuzsanna’s right knee was miraculously healed (even though doctors said it could never be) when we first met and shared meditations. Although there are other layers, two are interesting and fit perfectly. One is a ghost story related to Kali as a demonic living statue (though I no longer have that comic book). On Thursday, February 14th, 1974, I saw “The Waltons” episode “The Ghost Story.” “Strange things are occurring at the Walton home. The family uses a Ouija board to ask questions about the happenings. A small boy staying at the home is to leave to meet his father. Things happen to prevent this.” The original newspaper summary: “John-Boy obtains a ‘spirit board’ which is reputed to foretell the future and to put its interrogators in touch with the psychic world. When the board appears to be delivering mysterious messages, Grandma and Olivia insist that the children stop playing with it.” The trapdoor spider in my dream seems associated with a Ouija board (which is dependent on the use of hands and which is what a spider also represents in some dreams in a negative context), also representing Kali, also representing “messages” in the liminal stages of sleep which have various transpersonal sources. Because my 1971 dream features doorway waking symbolism using Kali, it seems a relevant marker. On one level, it serves as a personal confirmation against so-called psychics, “dream interpreters,” or ideas from questionable sources.
Updated 08-02-2022 at 04:33 PM by 1390
Morning of February 14, 2016. Sunday. I climb a ladder through a trapdoor above me and into a small dimly-lit room with a number of gears that are presently not moving. I have a hammer (though I do not recall having climbed the ladder with it). The gears seem possibly jammed as well as rusty. Hammering them seems to not only remove some of the rust, but rather than breaking the gears, it seems to somehow add missing pieces (or teeth) back onto them. The gears begin to move, more golden in appearance, the light in the room grows brighter, and I soon wake in mid-swing. This is about as obvious as waking symbolism can get (though subliminally self-initiated rather than with biological RAS activation). A ladder symbolizes rising in consciousness (waking). Using the hammer signifies becoming more aware of the nature of the real physical body (and kinetic energy metaphorically equating to neural energy - as something shaking or vibrating also symbolizes the waking state precursor), and of course gears turning relates to waking and more viably thinking. A room growing brighter also relates to dawning consciousness. Yellow and gold are emergent consciousness indicators (570–590 nm) as in being analogous to sunrise, though orange and red, in that order, increase waking priory.
I was lucid for 30 seconds I tried to stabilize but the dream deteriorated
Hello lucid dreamers, So early this morning, I was attempting a WILD, when suddenly I was transported to a realm where I saw rows and rows of triangle shapes superimposed on squares. Hues of orange and Yellow lines filled the dream space. I tried to move my hands and for the first 20 seconds , it felt pinned down. So I let it go and concentrated on the dream scene ahead of me. I tried to close my eyes and change the dream scene , didn't work. When I got my hands free, I tried to do a reality check. Which was successful but then again I tried to find a door or something so I could go to a more understandable dreamscape. It was then that I lost lucidity. What went wrong? What should I have done ? Any advice would be greatly appreciated thank you in advance.
13/2/16: I really should have gotten lucid from this, talked about how much I had done reality checks and stuff ugh. Ah well shows I am getting closer and closer. Fragment: Eating dinner with my family and grandparents, watching tv, stuff about peas. Dream 1: I was with my family at some sort of theme park. It was inside a large, oldish building with a few smaller attractions along the edge of the wall, however the room was dominated by a huge indoor rollercoaster. I think it was Harry Potter themed. Anyway we all went on it once without any issues, then we went off to have lunch. We decided to go back onto it after lunch as it wasn't bad enough to upset the stomach. This time however the ride started and my little brother's restraint hadn't come down. We shouted and waved to get attention and my brother stood up in his seat dangerously. As we were getting pulled up to the top of the track we got the attention of a ride operator who tried to stop us but we were too far gone and we started rolling down the track. We went whizzing through half the ride before parts of it started coming undone and eventually the whole car flew off the rails and crashed into a wall, the track behind us in tatters. Amazingly, no one was hurt by this, and I remarked to my brother how lucky this was as it was real life and not a dream, even telling him how I had done about 5 reality checks already (I hadn't :/). Having successfully convinced myself this wasn't in fact a dream, we went off and the dream faded. Dream 2: I was in a car with my family as we were trying to find a parking spot in this huge grassy car park. We eventually found one and pulled up next to an old couple getting out of their car. They beckoned us over and asked if we had been to the nearby market before. We said we had once, so they said they didn't then need to tell us about the dangers. I think our car got stolen after that but I'm not sure.
The first dream began with me watching tv at my grandparents house thinking about how I forgot to bring my phone charger. Suddenly grandpa turns off the tv and tells me they're going to sleep. I start waking and suddenly I'm at a camp heading to our cabins to sleep, but then I fall through a rift in the cabin and find myself in a strange green landscape and all around me are these spider robots with electricity streaming along their sides and I'm fighting them. I manage to get back to the cabin and try to explain where I was, but fail to do so. That's when I woke up. When I went back to sleep, I was now playing one of my favorite card games, Sentinels of the Multiverse, but my friends were losing the cards and I was getting frustrated. Then we were in a wasteland fighting a guy overlooking us, and a banner overhead read "Welcome to Canada." In the last dream, I was riding in my mom's car reading a magazine and thinking about how magazines were what people had before websites, and then I looked up as mom was driving into her house and I saw another girl inside gesturing for her to park next to her car. The girl explained that she was a new owner of the house. She was a blonde white girl with a black hoodie over her. Mom and her were arguing over who owned the house when she turned to me and asked me if my mom was always like this and I responded "Yeah. Pretty much." She then said she didn't care about my mom's problem with her and asked me if I wanted to just leave and hang out with her on a cliff that over looks our house. (It doesn't actually exist , but in the dream I remembered exactly how to get there.) As I was walking with her, I did an RC to see if this was really happening and when I could blow air through my pinched nose I was disappointed, but I didn't go lucid because I was too distracted thinking about if this was no different than one of those Japanese Sim date games and I concluded that because I dated girls in real life, I wasn't a loser for having a dream date. Shortly after I forgot it wasn't real and suddenly I was skydiving with her. That's when I woke up.
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