Total sleep time: 5 hrs Pre bed: 3 mg mel WBTB1 natural: 2x peppermint oil tablets WBTB2 alarm: 1/2 cup of green tea + analytical thoughts + noise = insomnia Vividness: Extreme Dream1: Me and my parents are in a hotel, I have just had some supplements and am preparing for sleep. I look at a graph with bar that shows progress towards lucidity that depends on the amount of menthol I took. The status bar is not completely full, about 70 percent to lucid, so I am contemplating whether I should take another tablet or just risk falling asleep and see what happens. I ask my mom if she plans to take a shower now, so that I can shower before her and go to bed. She is watching/listening to something and has three sets of headphones, two of which I identify as mine, and get a bit upset to see she has left a very realistically looking earwax on one of them. mood: task oriented - become lucid Fragment2: The toilet seat in grandma's place, and a big mess of poo. Will give no further descriptions, although I remember it in quite a detail. ( Sorry, this was very vivid so had to mention it,lol!) mood: wondering Fragment3: I am in a bus, and I am observing and being told the story of a man and a woman. They were supposed to meet here at that bus, be together, but one of them changes something, and the other one gets off the bus before this happens. I am thinking perhaps another time. mood: interested, positive Comments: Oh, well, went a bit over the edge here, but at least I stuck to my plan to do a WBTB. Lol!
Updated 05-11-2013 at 05:04 PM by 61764
Saturday, 5/11/13 Yesterday, I had a huge revelation. I realized, that what I have been suspecting for a long time, is true. Dreams, lucid dreams and astral projections are all happening in the same "place". Astral plane. The only difference is the level of awareness and way of entering. Astral plane is not a place pre se, it's a mental state, level of awareness and focus. This explains some of my WILD experiences. The 'snapping back' to my body, the feel that I'm on bungy cord, being pulled back, before having chance to get some distance from my body. The feeling of me being in my real room. The images and sounds during transition.
5-11-2013 Again snowboarding crept its way into my dreams. Was first in the dorms at sdsmt, but the campus and housing were entirely foreign (now to cloudy to actually remember layout). Remember looking specifically at my underarmour leggins i had on while boarding down a hill. Snowboards were made of ice, but at the same time dragons (tough to explain but i understand what i mea). After snowboarding me and cody (My oldest little brother is in my dreams like literally every night) went down to an ampitheatre type place to play softball (???). Woke up as i was changing my shirt to go play since i was wet from snowboarding.
So there's some sort of membership you need at this one pool to be able to swim in it, and it involves filling out a lot of papers before you're eligible to get in. My friend really wants me to be able to swim with her there, so she is really getting on me about filling out the papers. We're at the side of the pool, and the papers are I think around 2/3 the way done, when I see Gabriel from Supernatural lounging on a pool chair. I don't remember if I just go over to him or he calls me over, but he asks me if I really want the pool membership, then gives me a tiny golden box of golden matches, that sort of sparkle. I walk back over to the papers spread out by the pool. I'm pretty sure I know what he wants me to do, but if it doesn't work, then I'll have to start all over again with the papers. I decide to go ahead and do it. I light a match, intending to burn the papers, while my friend protests beside me. However, the match goes out before it gets to the papers, because I am so hesitant. To my dismay, all the other matches in the box have burned too! However, the match that I'm holding is still smoldering, and I press it to the paper, and it catches fire. It takes a while, but I manage to spread that paper to all the other papers until they're all ashes. My friend is very upset, and I'm waiting anxiously to see if it really worked and I'll have a membership now. There is a screen over the pool, that goes fullscreen in my eyes and a bunch of options popped up, because apparently the membership for the pool isn't swimming in it at all, but using this thing. The options say things like, "earth", "sea", "constellations", and other things. Apparently the program is kind of like google earth, except that it applies to the sea and space, too - but only to places humans have already seen. Later (I might have clicked "sea"?) I see a few mermaids in this cove, and it looks like a 2D sidescroller, and I can only see the walls of the cove like barriers, and everything behind them is like a blue sea backdrop. Gabriel is one of the mermaids, and he's trying to lead the others out of the cave, but he keeps getting pestered by this other mermaid that has a different type of tail than the rest, and it's dark and split in two, and has no scales like she's more related to a hagfish than a fish, except that she has long, wavy fins. Later, I'm at a cabin in the woods, and somebody pulls up with their car. They get out, and I see peeking up from behind the car two komodo dragons. I say something like, "aw, you startled two komodo dragons!" And the guy says something like, "aren't those dangerous," and say yes, but that they shouldn't attack. They do. I tell him they can't climb trees and so I climb a tree and he follows, but apparently they /can/ climb trees. One bites me, but it doesn't break the skin, so I'm fine. We climb higher and higher and I think at some point I kick the komodo dragons off the tree. We keep climbing, though, and as we get higher, we encounter animals that are more and more dangerous. Each time I deftly push them off the tree - even a gorilla. We get to the highest part and their is a big cat, like a jaguar or a cougar, on a branch above our heads, and it'll strike at any moment. At some point I lose the guy I was with, and the cat comes for me. However, I convince it that we should eat candy instead of eat me. A bear comes over at some point and we all sit on a bed in the middle of the forest, next to a claw game that has candy in it. We have a bunch of bags on the bed and the floor full of candy and some other human foods. At some point before all this, I need to fight demons (or ghosts?)(I might have been The Batter from Off), so a guy is showing me where they are and how to fight them (I think it might have been Shadwell from Good Omens, or at least inspired by him). We do one thing that is supposed to attract demons but doesn't work, and I don't remember what it is. The next time, we are all on a carousel with the type of basket that has a cage all around it. Shadwell says we need to rock our basket as hard as we can. We do that, and no demons come, but as the carousel goes faster and faster, everything suddenly stops, and I'm told by Shadwell that at that point, our basket flies off from the carousel, apparently because of the extra weight added by the hulk that was apparently in the basket the whole time.
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #93: Rolling I'm in an old-school first-person shooter video game. It's some sort of very metallic, clean-looking sci-fi setting, maybe a spaceship or some kind of alien base on a distant planet. I've got a numeric health meter in the lower-right of my view, ranging from 0 to 100. I don't seem to have any kind of weapon, but I'm speeding around the level, dodging enemy fire from generic-looking storm trooper-style enemies. At some point, a laser beam starts waving wildly around the room in front of me. I'm not sure what it does so I try not to touch it. I slip up at some point, though, and the laser grazes my leg. My health instantly drops from 100 to 7. This seems unfair and really upsets me. I feel like I'd been doing well and have been punished way too severely for this minor slip. I perform a diving roll to dodge the beam and I notice that I'm actually experiencing the sensation but that it feels different from waking life. I realize that I'm dreaming and the scene suddenly looks less like a space ship and more like a dimly-lit room with hardwood flooring. It feels a bit dark and unstable, so I perform another diving roll since that seems to be something I've got down. This goes well, so I immediately do another one. I realize that I'm having a really good time doing these so I keep at it. I figure that I'll just keep dive-rolling until I figure out what it is that I want to do with this LD. I remember that I wanted to try NewArtemis and/or Xanous out on their werewolf transformations, but I'm having a little trouble remembering what specifically I needed them to do. I stop rolling after 5 or 6 tries to give myself a chance to think. I'm in some kind of long, dark hallway with hardwood flooring and occasional doors leading off adjoining rooms. The scene feels very empty and I'm worried that I'm understimulated, so I go back to dive-rolling for a while. I do this for quite a while, probably another 20 rolls or so. I then decide that I should reverse directions, so I attempt a back flip. This isn't something I've actually tried in waking life, so I'm curious how I'll do. I go right over but land on my shins rather than on my feet. Still, not half-bad! I perform a couple of other back flips, and on about the 4th attempt, land proudly on my feet. I'm in a bedroom now with a window that's letting in some morning sunlight. There's a man of about 25 sitting on a bed, his head in his hands. He looks up at me and I see that he has a goatee, a nose ring, a lip ring, and at least one earring. He sees me and tries to say something, but I'm being pulled in the opposite direction and can't hear what he's trying to say. He stands up and walks toward where I am, but I'm drifting away faster. He tries to shout something, but I don't hear any of it, and I wake up.
i woke up in my bed really tired and after a while i went back to sleep while attempting w WILD i went through the hypnagogic state and fit felt like i was gonna succed but then i awakened once again in my room but this time i was so tired that my vision was all fucked up and blurry. for some reason i came to look at my hands and att first i couldnt even see them but as i focused they became clearer and clearer. this made me think hey what if this is a dream? and i did some reality checks and turns out i was dreaming. so i preceded to fly around a bit in kmy house and then I flew out of my balcony, but my balcony looked entirly different. as i flew i began to contemplate on how i should use this lucid dream, what i should do next. but the more i thought the more blurry the world around me became, to the point where i felt the dream was fading away and then i suddenly awoke once again my room, by the sound of my parents coming home. But since my parents had just left and werent gonna come home for a long while i thought that it might be a false awakening. I entered the bathroomstill not sure if it was a dream and i looked in the mirror. The clothes i was wearing in the mirror did not match what i was really wearing so it had to be a dream. i tried to enter the mirror but it didnt work it was still solid. disapointed i run to my living room, and fly outside where i atempt to punch the wall of my house to see how strong i am and found that my punches where supernaturally strong but not as strong as i would like. once again i began to think about what i am going to do next and once again the dream begins to fade away. I wake up in my room again and my parents are home. i preform a reality check and im still dreaming. i go to the living room where i find my friend. I tell him that i can fly. He says he knows and that he can do it io. I ask him why he doesnt and he says he is afraid of heights. i fly out to explore the surroundings, the immediate surrounding area is the same but after flying just a little while i find myself in some form of village or very small town. the climate is really hot and it seems like the village is in the desert. I get the feeling that there is something mysterious about this place. There is a house where a bunch of female mechanics are working on a car. i walk up to them and try to talk to them but they dont answer me. i see an old man in the corner drinking cofee, i go up to him and asks him who he is, what is this place and shit like that but he only answers in riddles that make no sense at all. Once again i begin to think about where i should go next and the same thing happens, i once again wake up in my room, i preform a reality check and its still a dream. i Fly the same way and the village is still there exactly how i left it. i explore a bit, then comes the thinking and i fynd myself back in my bed. This keeps happening over and over again for about 10 false awakenings, i explore a bit but wheenever i start to think to hard i ''respawn'' in my bed. after the last false awakening i find myself in the village outside the mechanics place. to the right there is a big phone booth and there is a woman and she is calling for me. At this point im starting to trip on the fact that i keep experiencing these false awakenings, it feels like im trapped in this dream, this unending cycle. as i walk up to to the woman i see that apart from the phone there is also a machine for buying train tickets. on the machine it says Alo katavana on one side and the name of my home town on the other, and there is a big button that says Escape. I press the escape button and i wake up in my bed but for real this time
Even though I thought I might dream of COOP documentation because of training I took, and I did dream of it, I still did not become lucid. Bummer. The previous night I dreamed of cheering because of baseball game we watched in real life, and again I had told myself to watch out for baseball game in dreams, but I did not become lucid despite predicted dream elements.
In this dream unlike in real life I had a cat, and so did my neighbor (not a real neighbor). He and I were talking across the hedge (don't have a hedge in real life), and he was telling me how when I am at work, my cat likes to hang out with him and his cat. It was not explained why he is not working and has time to hang out with cats all day, despite the fact that he was middle aged and quite healthy and well off looking. Even though cats are a dream sign lately, I did not get lucid.
A whole bunch of cars were stopped unattended in like a large crowd of cars. People were nearby but engaged in conversation with police or others. I had to get to the other side. I was on foot. There was an unattended police car in my way, so as a shortcut I opened the door, went through police car to the other side. When I had gotten to the other side, I realized that I had forgotten to shut the car door that I had come in through, leaving evidence that I had been there. I hesitated whether I should get back into the car to close the door, but I did not dare go through the car a second time. I saw the police officer engaged in conversation with someone out front, and I wondered whether I should go up and admit my crime and explain why the door is open, but I decided better not. Why I had this dream: last evening when we arrived home in our van, me and my boys, I had too much stuff, so I carried some in, and the boys went inside, but then I came back, and noticed the car door had been left open. A neighbor whom I do not know had just parked nearby, and noticed, and she told me that the other night around 10 or 11pm, she noticed that we had left our car door open. She tried to knock on our house door, but nobody answered. So she closed our car door for us. I thanked her.
Morning of May 11, 2013. Saturday. I am back in La Crosse at my sister Marilyn’s house and it is seemingly in the middle of a very cold winter. The house has a very large and strange furnace in the basement (as in real life) but where one larger vent, instead of the real-life small, narrow one at the baseboard, is somewhat like a large opening in the east wall about the size of a large painting and is where the right front window to the porch would be in real life. The vent also has a more open grill. There are also additional vents in the walls (instead of the other rooms’ floors as in real life) in a couple other rooms, but smaller. A younger woman (of about 30) is visiting who is not familiar to me at all, but she seems to have some attributes of a mentally ill woman that shared the same building with my sister in real life over twenty years ago. An older brother is also there. There is some sort of concern about the furnace not working correctly. My sister and her husband, for some unknown reason, do not seem to be there - perhaps being on a longer trip somewhere. Time passes and the woman proves to be a bit annoying and sarcastic and apparently does something to the thermostat controls. My brother is in another room at the time, at the back (or upstairs?), and seems to be staying with either the unknown woman in the upstairs separate unit or my sister and her husband. I feel a strong, vivid awareness and it seems like a state of semi-lucid awareness, but I do not try to change my dream or explore much. However, there is an amazingly intense heat that seems to burn right into my skin - almost like a flash fire in which I feel ready to “die”, and I am aware that the entire house could become ash in a short time. Oddly, I have more concern for my sister’s belongings and memorabilia than my own life for a short time. I notice fire leaping out of the vent near the front door (the biggest fictional vent mentioned earlier). My brother yells out, like a disembodied voice from above and behind me, “Hey who turned up the heat, it’s too hot, what’s going on?” He turns out to have been downstairs, but had gone out the back door mostly to cool off and additionally get some fresh air. I go out the back door as well. Soon, everything is fine again, with no damage or even burns on anyone and no external fires. As we are walking back into the house, my brother mentions casually that the unknown woman had put the COBOL punchcard (the size of a credit card) accidentally into the thermostat upside-down and backwards. I start laughing and doing a sort of patronizing strut, saying “yeah, sure…sure…”, fully knowing that the unknown woman had done it on purpose to destroy my sister’s house and belongings for some unknown reason (perhaps jealousy of having a more complete photographic record of her childhood and past). He verbally notes several supposed positive qualities of the woman, including her looks, and I almost feel sorry for him and his ignorance, but I continue to laugh and humor him with “yeah, right, sure…if you say so…”. I know that the woman is actually an unattractive criminal and had done similar things in her past, also claiming it was accidental. He apparently does not even know that I am making fun of him. Update: This turned out to be metaphorically precognitive less than a year later regarding my sister’s unexpected death and her (some important, including photographs) possessions being discarded by a thoughtless “friend” (supposedly to “help” my brother-in-law) whom my brother also knows, the same one associated with the unknown female in this entry.
Updated 04-18-2018 at 01:16 PM by 1390
Morning of May 11, 2013. Saturday. This was an odd but very vivid dream (semi-lucid, becoming fully lucid). It may have resulted from a new type of meditation with affirmations I have been trying for the first time (which always brings unexpected new dreams that are sometimes far from actual intent in meditation the first time around). It goes along the lines of mentally saying “One point one, I am dreaming…”, “this (situation, feeling, or imagery) is in my dream”, “Two point one, I am dreaming…”, and so on, up to “One hundred point one…I am dreaming…” assuming I get that far before entering my dream state. I use “point one” because if I decide to continue with “programs” in this same way, I will have to continue with “point two” and so on, so as not to confuse different desired dream elements and sequences at a later date. In my dream, I am in a typical combined building of two bigger places we lived several years ago; the house at Barolin Street in this town, and Stadcor Street in Brisbane. I get out of bed, thinking I am in my dream, and I am, but I soon decide it is too “real” to be a dream, even though it is a fictional composite building I am in. I sometimes wonder how other people can dream of real and undistorted locations, when Zsuzsanna and I often dream of composite locations (two or more) as even when we know the place, there are usually additional rooms or elements from other locations (past, present, and future). Over the past twenty years it often has also been two or more countries (or cities or states) in the same place. This seems normal to me, as dreams are often a “unification” event. I soon become aware that our youngest son has somehow been duplicated as some sort of random half-formed tulpa, getting energies from an unknown source, perhaps my residual layered hypnagogic constructs set up earlier. He is apparently a vampire. (However, his teeth mostly come out more like that of a rattlesnake than a typical movie vampire). I hold onto him so he does not get away and cause trouble or fool other people, as he is wearing the same clothes as our real son and is becoming less transparent as I hold him. The rest of my family comes in (including our real youngest son) and my wife is amazed, though somewhat wary. We have to get rid of him and it does not matter how, as he is only an imaginary form and is even annoying to the real version of our son. Eventually, though I am not sure how, he turns into ash (sunlight or fresh air coming in?) which blows away before any threatening drama unfolds. (However, there is no actual fear at any point in my dream. In fact, there is an overall essence of beauty and peace). In real life this same morning, Zsuzsanna had told me (after I mentioned my dream) that she was presently reading a book from the library, that I did not know about, in which a vampire has the name of our son as in my dream, which is Oliver, an unlikely name for a vampire (in my opinion).
Updated 05-28-2017 at 07:49 AM by 1390
Dream recall from today's naps. A bit of improvement in the length of lucid, on the way back to proper length. Nap #1(fragment): I was talking about something in dreamviews chat and then SilentEternity came online on skype and i was surprised that he was online so early. Then i got up and took off headphones, i noticed that binaural beats were playing and also dad was in the room, i said 'Nope' and he disappeared, then i was tried summoning but my view got weird and dream shortly faded out. Nap #2(fragments): I was playing some Doom-like game, but the levels were based on some places from waking life, i had some problem with one level in forest park.
I have a friend. I have known her for almost a decade now. She is this absolutely stunning redhead with green eyes. Model worthy. She is not only beautiful, but extremely talented, intelligent, loving, gentle, and kind. Her name is Molly. Molly is an extremely selfless person. The kind of girl who would give you the shirt off her back and her last five dollars to keep you from going without. Never asking or expecting anything in return. She was even a nurse at a hospital near by. Molly was always there for me, through everything. She helped me through some of my darkest hours, but she sometimes tried to help the wrong people and got herself in a few particularly bad relationships and friendships with some less than desirable people. Three cheating abusive alcoholic assholes and one stalker later, Molly was a proud mother of a little girl. A redhead like her. Four years ago, in November, Molly wouldn't answer her phone. Concerned, I went to her house. I found her lying on the floor in her hallway half naked, covered in blood and bruises, holding her four month older daughter who was dead. Molly had been raped, her baby suffocated, by someone who stalked her frequently. I have never before or since seen anything more horrific than what I saw that night. Molly moved away after that. We maintained our close friendship long distance. About two weeks ago Molly moved back to town. Now, I am having these horrible flashback night terrors of how I found her coupled with my own conflicting situational emotions. Is there anyone who can help me figure this out? I don't like waking up in the middle of the night with those images in my head.
2008 Dream Archive I was looking for a new lucid dream task. I decided to visit a dragon kingdom! Lots of dreamers have done it. It looks fun. My plan was simple, I summon the dragon king, ride on his back, and I'll have an adventure in dragon kingdom la-la land. I was just looking forward to a fanciful lucid dream. What I got was something really unexpected. ************** For most of the dream, I wasn't lucid. I was hiding and running away from typical dream bad guys. I tried to escape them by running out the back door. When I came to the back porch it was such a beautiful sunny scene. It 'snapped' me right out of my zombie-ness, and I realized I was dreaming. Thrilled, I shout out into the blue sky "Can I see the dragon king please!" I look up anxiously at the sky, hoping my dream meets my demands. At first nothing happens. Then I see it! A small purple eastern dragon descends from the sky. He wasn't very ornate. Very simple, very plain looking. Just a purple serpentine dragon. He lands on the grass about 30 ft away from me. The sun shines on him like a spotlight. He looks my way and waits for me. Excited, I fly over to him. For a brief moment an image of a purplish female flashes before my eyes. She had strong Indian features. This didn't make any sense to me. The image super-imposes over the purple dragon, and slowly dissolves so that only the purple dragon remained. I do remember that the purple female said something to me, but it didn't make sense to me. My mind sorta blurted it out. What comes next is probably the weirdest dream experience for me. Now that I was at the presence of the dragon, I was compelled to love him, respect him and honor him. I kneeled before him on the soft plush grass. I looked up at him expectantly like a small child. Now I've had dream characters tell me they were angels. I've had dream characters tell me they were God!! But I greeted them with doubt, fear, or just curiosity. I never felt compelled love or bow before any of them. So my purple dragon was a first (and an only for that matter) Face to face with the purple dragon, I felt safe and warm. His wrinkled dragon face was kind, loving, understanding. He felt wise. For a moment I just admire his face in awe. There was nothing abstract or surreal about this scene. His face was perfectly three dimensional and real. He speaks to me, and his voice rings in my head. "The Fire is in your eyes!!". But his poetic and triumphant words were totally lost on me. Sure, I've breathed fire as a dragon in previous dreams before. But what kind of fire is in your eyes? I repeat it in my head trying to get it..the fire ..is in..my eyes? What? Understanding that I didn't get it, the dragon explains "You only need to imagine and it will happen!" It was like being slapped with lucidity a thousand fold. If I thought I was lucid before, hah, that was just day-dreaming! This was lucidity. This is what lucidity is all about! I really finally understood that I am creating this dream. That every ounce, ever grain of sand, every moment was created in my minds eye. I am the God of this dream. That's when I remembered how shitty my dream world has been. With murderes killing beloved and terrorizing my entire dream world. The dragon says no more. I thank him respectfully, and fly off to shape my dream world to my liking. ..............sigh......... only problem was, the moment I left the dragons side my god-like lucidity dropped instantly. I was back to normal lucidity. And with every step further and further away from the dragon - I was less and less lucid. And in a few moments, I was back to hiding from the dream bad guys. ************ I woke up feeling I really let the dragon down. But at the same time in awe that a 'dream character' could have that kind of effect on my awareness. Why didn't the dream follow expectation? Why didn't I get a KING who took me to his kingdom? Why did I get a lesson on awareness? And who was that purple female that flashed before my eyes? I had to know So I thought....why don't I try again right? ************* I got my opportunity two weeks later. Again I wasn't lucid at first. The dream was long and vivid and super fun. With zombies fighting a war with rebel mutants. I'm looking for a way out of this zombie hell house. And I'm facing this long hallway. It's white, and sunshine is flooding it from the bedrooms. This stopped me in my tracks and made me realize I was dreaming. Maybe it was the sunshine? The zombie fested dream world had no sun. It was always night. I fly out the window and the first thing I do is fix my dream. In an instant the zombies were gone. The rebel mutants danced and celebrated in the streets, now bright and sunny! Remembering my dream task I call out in my dream "Can I see the Dragon King again...........please?" The sky instantly EXPLODES with the crackling of thunder!! Two meteorites crash land on both sides of me. They're crackling, smoking, smoltering, and still actively exploding with what looked like fireworks. The suddeness of the meteorites really caught me off guard, I was on the ground like a scared cat. Something begins to levitate me towards the sky. I'm facing the bright sun, and it feels like a WILD. Or if you believe in astral projection, I was caught in this projection. My heartbeat raises, I'm really anxious. My thoughts race. What's going to happen? Where am I being taken? Not that I felt something bad was going to happen. On the contrary, it felt like something amazing would have happened had the projection completed!!! Too amazing maybe!! Apparently I was too scared. The projection stops, and I'm gently put back on the ground. Damn! I'm instantly disappointed in my self for being so nervous. I thought that would be the end of my 'summoning'. But then a soft voice speaks to me..."Go on..he's waiting!" The meteor marked my way. It landed at the base of a building. I look up the building. And staring down at me was a sphynx statue. It was a deep blue color. Is this who I am supposed to see? A statue? Where is my purple dragon? I fly up to the top of the roof. As if I had taken soo long to get my ass up there, the statue hand changed forms. It was now in a laying position, like that of the sleeping buddha......Except.....reversed? Rather than resting on his right arm, he was resting on his left. *I've been told the reversed position is for females!* The sculpture smiles and comes to life when I finally land on the roof. And transforms into the same purple woman I had seen before!! I recognized that this women is my 'purple dragon'! There's this sort of fuzzy feeling all around me, I dunno, what do I call it? Cloud 9? I willing kneel by her feet. My legs are firmly tucked beneath me. I look up expectedly again like a child. Waiting for my teacher to teach me. Feed me or give me a cup to drink from. My lesson seems to pick up right where I had left off. Lucid dream lessons. "First, start off the objects nearest you until they come into full clarity" Since I am kneeling, I start with some strange objects by the beings feet. Everything was very surreal at first and hard to focus on. But then slowly the ground came into pristine clarity. Solid and life like. But although the ground had come into full clarity, I was still really puzzled by what I saw. There's something big and metal between me and the purple being. Are those...chains? I pick up the ugly thing "it's rusty!" She laughs as if a child had said something obvious and silly. I felt really foolish, especially since I am sitting down here while the being gets to stand tall. I didn't want to be the 'child'. I wanted to be the adult like her. She didn't give me any more instructions, but I took some initiative. Now I wanted to see her in full clarity. The dragon was easy for mind to digest. But there is something about this purple woman, I couldn't put my finger on. It's like I can never stare at her directly. I start slowly. First with her feet. I slowly lift my gaze, bringing everything into full clarity. Her body becomes solid. Her clothes dazzling and ornate. The environment also becomes completely solid. Slowly, still lifting my gaze I bring the entire scene into full clarity. All that's left.......is her face. It's the one thing I wanted to see! The dragons face brought me such peace. But the moment I tried to bring her face into full clarity, it ripples like water. For a brief moment the entire dream around me was in full clarity, except for this face. It made me uneasy!! My mind starts screaming "what's going on! why can't I see your face!" The more I tried, the more it rippled like water. Like a vortex. Eventually the entire dream was swallowed by the rippling water, now glowing white. I tried to hold on, and just before my dream dissolves completely in this void of white watery light......I understood. I couldn't see her, because what stood before me was just an illusion of what really is. A mask. That the purple woman, isn't a 'purple woman'! But I was still really unsure about what I just saw. ************** Waking up, I'm left with more questions than answers. When I could see the 'illusion' of the purple woman, I noted something very weird about her. She had no breasts!! There was something masculine and feminine about her all at once. After all, who did I summon? A KING right? Not a queen? I then began to consider...what if it wasn't a purple woman? What if it was a man? That's when I realized who 'she' looked like. Krishna! Why would summoning a 'male' dragon deliver me, a purplish androngynous being? And why was this feminine being so concerned about increasing my awareness? What's the connection between a dragon, the feminine, and higher awareness? And what kind of experience did I miss out on with a failed projection? I had some help from the Astral Dynamics website. The answer given to me I think is the best. That my dream might have been a kundalini experience. Even if its just a little one. Being completely IGNORANT about the kundalini, I had to do some research. It turns out the dragon is a very symbolic image, which does in fact represent the Kundalini. The Kundalini as most of you know, has been considered apart of the Divine Feminine aspect in us all. The coiled sleeping serpent. And also "The dragon is often synonymous with the dual aspect of the serpent, which as the caduceus represents, is both conscious/unconscious." "The dragon is the "mercurial serpent" and is also synonymous with the divine water and egg, and it's symbolism goes back as far as Lilith, or Melusina, who lives in the philosophical tree. Later, Christ appears as the archetype of consciousness and Mercurius as the archetype of unconsciousness. Thereby, the dragon is related closely to the creative godhead in symbolism, and also represents the union of opposites." After considering that my experinece was more than just a mere dream character, I was honestly too afraid to ever repeat it again! I dunno, I felt like I was only summoning the 'Dragon King' out of naivity. After all, the second time around, I saw no dragon. And 'Dragon King' no longer seems like an accurate name to give to whoever, whatever it was I met. Just goes to show, dreams can defy expectation!
I might be secretly obsessed with Liam and Saja, why else would they show up so often? Fragment: Mall and Liam Echo I'm walking into a mall, following my boyfriend. He leaves to check a store out but my left foot hurts so I just stand in the courtyard. There's a bench next to a raised tile planter filled with soil, a wooden sign, and mounted on top of the sign is a pane of glass. I limp over to the planter thing (I have no idea what it's actually called), pain shoots from my toes to my ankle. I notice that an old man staring at me, concerned, I ignore him. As I'm sitting down I see a man through the glass that immediately reminds me of Liam. I pause and stare at him. He looks tired, in a lightly rumpled gray suit, a tiny little girl I take to be his daughter grabs his hand and leads him a few running steps. He smiles faintly and shakes the hair from his eyes with a slight movement of his head. In this dream his hair is a dark red brown. I force myself to stop, thinking that I can't just keep gawking strangers. I sit down and take my shoe off to rub my foot. I wonder if I should go to the emergency care place they have in the mall... Saja: The Runewall, the Gate, and the Return The mansion feels like it is both inside and outside. There's an entry hall, in the foyer is a double stair case with a deep red-brown bannister and black/white checker pattern tile on the stairs, running up to the second floor. Most of the tile in the room at the foot of the stairs is gone. Across from the bottom landing is another doorway, the door itself is gone and it opens up into a ruined section of the house. Jutting out of the dirt next to the door is a two foot tall polished dark grey stone wall () On the inside curve are three lines of runes. The Liam echo from the dream fragment kneels next to a woman who is dressed in all white and grey shimmering cloth. "You really did find it then.." He says. Her expression becomes mildly bemused, eyes far away, she nods. "Do you know what it says?" he asks. "What do you mean? The stone is blank." Liam rises and walks around to stand on the inside curve of the runewall. He touches the top of it and a faint vibration rises from the surface. The woman stands up and looks at the stone in shock and further bemusement. "So it is the runewall." She doesn't necessarily sound happy, just tired. "Can you read the runes now?" "They are...difficult to read. They all run together." He points, "What about this part?" There's a vertical line of English letters on the outer edge preceding the first line of runes. X E B They talk about what it means that he can read those letters, even pronounce it like it's a word. Zheb. She gives him the gist of what the runes say, he joins her on the other side of the wall. She says something about trials and sending messages. She uses a formal tone the one I associate with speaking a prophecy. The wall is a sign that the gate will soon reopen. "You were destined to reveal the wall, just as I was destined to craft the basin." She says there are artifacts that have to be found to open the gate and that in the final location, the middle of a hollow plateau, she will create the basin in the clay. I see a rough rock formation. The basin will show them where the key to the gate can be found. As she speaks she pushes her hands down into the wet sand like she is kneading dough. The walls of the crafted crater rise up, she runs furrows into the sand floor with her fingers. "The plateau could be anywhere, they are all over the place." Liam says, frowning slightly. "Don't worry. Believe me, when the time comes, we will know exactly how to find it. Do you know how to send the message?" "Yes." She gives him a small, troubled smile. The task ahead will not be easy. Then I am Saja. I meet a tall dark haired main in a ruined mansion, it's nearly identical to the mansion where Liam revealed the writing on the runewall. Something isn't right, but I can't quite put my finger on it. I wonder where his family is, they were supposed to come here to see him off. Once the others arrived, we would be going home. "Where is the gate?" He asks. He looks tense and unhappy. "There's a balcony on the second floor that leads out into a garden then to a field. The gate is there." I turn my back on him and skip lightly up the stairs. I see myself from the back, the long shining black curls. A cream colored dress with a light green-yellow bodice. My hair bounces as I mount the stairs. I twist around and find he is staring at me with undue intensity. I smile and, beckoning him to follow, run up the rest of the stairs. I know the man has traveled a long way. Liam's message feels like it comes from across the sea. Far away, certainly, but not too far to reach. He reluctantly climbs the stairs. I can see how he's looking at me even though my back is turned and I finally understand why he is here alone. He was forced to make a deal, in exchange for his family's safety he would get me from opening the gate and going home. There's a lapse. We're outside. There's a stone arch standing alone in the middle of a garden. As we get closer heavy wooden doors shimmer into existence. I turn and confront him on his motives, but I don't remember what the outcome is.
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