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In waking life I watched my son's photo journey through Alaska last night. It sent me into one of the longest dreams I've ever had.

It started with me being brought to an Alaskan home in the wilderness. A large family wanted to see if I could help them find some relatives who were lost on a river fishing trip. They were several days overdue and no one had heard from them.

I woke from the dream but quickly re-entered it.

I took part in their family activities as they told me about the missing members. I ate dinner with them and watched as they washed their kid's faces and sent them to bed. This part of the dream lasted a long time as I followed them through their daily routines.

I woke and then re-entered the dream and I asked if they had a deck of cards because I wanted to do a tarot reading on the situation. I expected that they would only have regular playing cards, which I can read, but I was surprised that they had a tarot deck.

The deck was different than any I've ever seen but I asked the father to pick a card and he did. The picture on the card was unusual but I was able to tell it was the 5 of Rods. I told the father that it meant some kind of minor conflict or argument had lead to them being missing.

Then I woke from the dream but quickly re-entered it again. I re-entered this dream at least 4 times that I was able to count. Now I was talking to the father again and he showed me that he had a knee injury and that he couldn't go searching for the missing family members.

I told him that I was in pretty good physical shape from running and bicycle riding and that I could go searching for them. Then I woke and re-entered again and now I was hiking through the wilderness and I had a rifle to scare away the bears. It only made a loud sound, it didn't fire bullets.

I woke again and thought that this was one of the longest dreams I have ever had. I wasn't even trying to re-enter it but it just kept happening.

Now I re-entered again but this time I found myself in a pine forest in Florida. I knew I was still in the Alaska dream but now I watched as large pine trees began falling into one another like dominoes. I knew that something like sinkholes were forming under the trees, causing them to fall.

I thought to myself that Edgar Cayce, the sleeping prophet, had predicted that half of Florida would sink in the future. I felt like this was it.

I'm traveling in some European country with my friend Michael and my son Jesse. We are on some kind of bicycle type vehicle. We come to a small village and I go into an old building.

As I enter a room I see a reclining statue of some kind of ancient warrior. It's made of green marble or jade. It's about 20 feet long. It's laying on the floor and facing away from me.

Then I see vibrations around its feet and realize that it is moving. I go back outside and call to my son to come and see this amazing event. My son walks inside with me but now there is a green marble lion in the room with the warrior and the lion is pacing around the room.

My son (who saw the mountain lion in waking life 3 nights ago) approaches the green marble lion. I try to stop him but he's already with the lion. Then other people enter the room and begin asking my son about the lion.

The feeling I had after the dream was that ancient mythical forces are starting to stir, perhaps in anticipation of 2012.

Last night I dreamed that I was in a doorway and on the other side, perched on the rafters was a mountain lion. I went through the doorway and the lion jumped down. It stood up on its back legs and telepathically said to me "we will sow the fields". Then it melded into my dream body.

As I was making coffee this morning in waking life, my son came into the kitchen. He had been out late with his friends last night. He said to me "Guess what I saw on the road above our house last night? A mountain lion!"

Mountain lions have not been seen in our town for many years.

I saw a white horse and felt compelled to ride it. I jumped up on it and began riding it bareback. (I rode horses bareback years ago in my youth but haven't ridden a horse in many years).

I began riding on a road in the mountains near my home but I felt that the asphalt may hurt the horse's hooves and I didn't know if it had on horseshoes, so I rode it onto a dirt road. The horse was easy to handle, I felt completely at ease while riding, in fact I never felt so comfortable on a horse before.

I woke up with a very good feeling about the experience.

I had a waking life tarot reading scheduled for a mom and her 3 daughters today.

Last night I dreamed that I did the reading with the mom and that she drew the card The Knight of Swords.

I told the mom about my dream and then read for the 3 daughters but had to tell the mom that i didn't have enough time to read for her because I had to pick up my wife from yoga class.

One of the daughters said "That's why you did the reading for Mom in your dream".

7/29/11

This one had some interesting elements.

I entered dreaming through the sound current and found myself at my good friend Michael's house in a non lucid dream.

There had been some flooding and the wooden floorboards of his kitchen were starting to warp.

I woke up at this point and then followed the sound current back into dreaming. Now I was jogging on a road and came to a drawbridge. The mid section was up so I couldn't cross.

I decided to jump into the water and planned to swim across the rest of the way. It was about a 20 foot drop to the water and I went deeper down than I planned. The water was crystal clear and so much like the air above that I thought I could breathe it. I took a deep breath and instantly became lucid.

I easily rose to the surface and floated to the other side of the river. There on the shore I called for my spirit guide, the Goddess. I immediately saw a young hispanic woman with a bright aura of light approaching me. She was wearing a black and white print dress and was smiling.

I asked her if she was from the Goddess and she said "Yes". I asked her name and she said "Selena".

Then I showed her a piece of paper with writing on it that Michael had given me in the previous non lucid dream. The letter said that "There is a history of depression in my family that started with a man falling out of a boat and drowning".

I was confused about the letter, about how I got it and what it meant, and I lost my lucidity at this point.

The next day I visited Michael in waking life and told him the dream. His eyes opened wide as I spoke. He told me that "last night there was a thunderstorm and his roof leaked and he had to put plastic over his kitchen floor to keep the wood from warping".

Then he said that he and his father, who was dead, had experienced a very difficult relationship with each other. He went on to say that his father told him that when his father was a young man his best friend went out in a boat in a storm and drowned and that he never recovered from the loss.

It's 2012 and I'm with a large group of people hiking our way up Machu Pichu. It starts to rain and we find several thatched roof palapas to gather under.

There is an excited murmur in the crowd as we know the time is approaching. I begin speaking to the crowd in a clear loud voice which surprises me. (I hope I know what I'm saying!)

I announce to the crowd that 2012marks a change in consciousness among enough people to change the fate of the planet. 2012 will not be an external change, but an internal one that will lead to external changes.

I don't know where these words came from, but I seemed to know what I was talking about.

Dreamed I was surfing with my oldest son last night. The waves were about 3 to 4 feet, which were kind of small for him but perfect for me (I haven't been surfing in years). The water was a nice temperature and it was a sunny day and I caught about a dozen waves. (Wish I had been lucid, I would have tried some tricks that would have blown my son's mind!).

My son and his girlfriend are going surfing in Mexico 2 weeks from now IWL, so maybe I shared a preview of his trip. I'll see him at band rehearsal later today and ask him if he dreamed of surfing.

I was walking along the shore of the ocean and saw some small white pieces of plastic in the water. I thought to myself "Oh great more plastic in the water, just what we need."

I walked out into the water and began picking up the small pieces when I noticed that some of them were carved into shapes.

I picked up a carved bear, the half moon, a horse and then I found a small intricately carved statue of the Goddess Lakshmi. Then I found 2 more statues of her.

I knew my wife would like them so I began collecting all the carved pieces and put them in a clay pot that I found along the shore.

I take this dream as an omen from my Spirit Guide, Quan Yin. In 3 days I'm starting a new meditation group and I believe this will set off a series of lucid dreams.

In waking life I'm working on an astrological chart for my new niece so that contributes to this dream.

In the dream, my wife and I just returned from a camping trip. Formally dressed relatives and friends begin coming into our house to celebrate the birth of our niece.

I had no idea there was supposed to be a party, and I'm dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. People are spilling into my bedroom as I'm trying to find my one suit.

It's not in my closet and all I can find are these wild gypsy trousers so I think I'll go ethnic instead of formal. I know these folks realize I'm strange but I think that if I go with the gypsy outfit they'll put me in a whole new category.

So I'm in my underwear and several women start flirting with me. The whole situation is getting more and more ridiculous. Then my brother in law passes around a picture of his wife, the new mother, and in it she's working out naked to recover her figure.

I finally find a decent shirt and pants to put on and then sit down. My new niece (who in the dream is about 3 years old instead of newborn) comes and sits beside me.

I can see who the little girl is going to become and know that this will help me interpret her astrology chart. (I often have dreams of my clients before I meet with them, and these dreams are very helpful in my readings.)

Then I have a false awakening and am telling some friends about my ridiculous dream, but as we're laughing, formally dressed people start coming into the room with us. I wake myself up.

My intent for dreaming last night was to have a DV dream and I had one.

In my dream, the Dream Views forum was portrayed as Camelot. We were in a castle that was under attack. There was a gathering of Knights in an upper room of the castle and the Knights were being assigned as personal protectors for the Mages and Royal Family.

I was acting as a Merlin type observer of the ceremony. A servant brought in a silver plate with a gorgeous emerald on it. The emerald was to bestow great power to the Knight who was to protect the Crown Prince. (The emerald is known to be a stone of Hope and Healing and is related to the month of May and signs of Taurus and Gemini.)

A large boulder that was thrown from a catapult shook the castle and caused the servant to drop the emerald. It slid across the floor to the feet of the youngest Knight, who was perhaps 14 or 15 years old.

The young man picked up the emerald just to be helpful but he was immediately empowered by the stone. He became the protector of the Prince.

When the Prince was told of this he was overjoyed because he knew somehow that this young man was right for the position.

I'm playing basketball at the park. It's a beautiful sunny day, no wind, perfect for my jumpshot.

We have trouble keeping score of the game (which happens in both waking and dreaming) but the game finally ends.

I get into my car to drive home and hear a tiny "meow". Down on the floorboard are two kittens. 2 more poke their heads out of the glove compartment and in the back seat are the mother and 2 more kittens.

"Got to find homes for cats again" I think as the dream fades.

We've got 4 rescue cats in waking life, the last one is a red tabby my daughter found in the snow outside her dorm room at college.

A couple of months ago this red cat jumped onto my lap and ran across the keyboard of my computer as I was about to enter a dream in my journal.

He typed 3 letters on the screen. "r-e-d". What is it with dreamers and cats?

I was at a cottage in the woods by a lake. It felt like somewhere in the North, perhaps BC. I was outside when a storm approached and it began to rain.

I saw a bright light shining thru the trees. I walked towards it and saw that it was an extremely bright fire, like a magnesium fire. It was setting the woods on fire even though they were wet from the rain.

I was amazed at the brightness of the source of the fire. (Not amazed enough to become lucid, however). I began scooping up wet dirt to throw on the fire but it wouldn't go out. I wasn't panicked or threatened by the fire, just curious at why it wouldn't go out.