memorable

Ah - it's already a bit late, that I try to reconstruct this dream now - but it was really memorable, because I was leading a logical argument, and pretty complex for a dream.
No - not philosophy or theoretical physics - pearl-jewellery..

Jewellery keeps showing up in my dreams - I don't even wear any most of the time.
But I used to - I collected necklaces - unusual ones and used to always wear one.


It was so - I had given a game, a bit like Connect Four, as a present, but with water in the columns, and many different coloured plastic balls. You played it by levelling out the water, on which the balls swam with turning three way handles.
Then I tipped it over, and while collecting the balls back together - more and more jewellery made from these very little glass pearls showed up.
Many pieces - they were coming from my luggage - and it came to me then, that I had brought them to sell on a market the next day.
Something along these lines:



Then came this mother and made a snide remark.

She said, it would be obvious that I would have made them myself.

As in crooked, and it was clear to me, that she didn't like it either - not a classy sort of style.
And I was guessing, she knew, that I was aware of that style-deficit.

Then she stormed off somewhere.

And I was left explaining to her son, friend of mine, why this comment had been nasty on several levels.
He needed convincing - that was a real longer back and forth and I remember it exactly:

First of all - there was hardly anything crooked on them.
Secondly - such jewellery is always handmade.
Thirdly - I had never said, whether I made it, or hadn't made it myself.
Fourthly - I felt insulted, that she thought, I would have spent hours, weeks, probably rather months, on making such things - it was really a lot of stuff.
Fifthly - she somehow seemed to know, that she would insult me with attributing this style to me, so I was partly thinking, she might have well known, it wasn't my work, but said it to be nasty.

I find it remarkable, how much logical thinking and organized argumentation I was able to put up.
Can't even find a flaw - I dreamt her saying it - so I guess it's only reasonable, that I understood what she meant.

But I like, how much colourful complexity, I dreamt up again - see above - there were maybe 50 such pieces.
I really don't like that style - but anyway - lots of detail.
The game at least looked great!

Not sure, if I can transport, what I am on about - but what I really find astonishing is people claiming their non-lucids would all be totally bizarre and they would loose their rational minds.
Bullshit in my opinion - the overwhelming most of it is very realistic, and I function nicely in the situations - only the over-view-awareness is lacking.

Got to say - very happy with my recall lately - despite not writing anything down - only going over it in my mind.
When I do that waking up in the middle of the night, I mostly forget them again.
But I anyway feel, that I have lived in the night - if that makes any sense.
It's not that nothing has happened - I believe I gain a feel for dreaming like this from the forgotten dreams as well.
Still suffering my pretty nasty cold - lots of people down at the moment in Berlin.
So that means - it would really surprise me, if I got lucid - maybe night after tonight I will be feeling up to further activities. Yesterday I simply fell over backwards in my bed, where I sat/lied all day anyway.

Just a short episode - I was in the staircase of a posh hotel - broad stairs and plush carpet, and had a short cheap summer dress on.
Around the corner came a black gentleman - in a beautiful grey evening suit, walking stick, silk-tie and 4 dogs - all different, rather small decorative ones.
When I passed, he made some snide remark, how I was underdressed for the location.
I was in a take no bullshit mood and remarked something back.
The dogs didn't like that, turned around and barked at me and I stepped back - directly into him, who suddenly stood behind me.

And believe me - if you could bottle up that scent, he had - you could make a fortune with it!!
I was completely transfixed - very disappointed about having woken up from there...

It's very rare, that I have a taste or scent so prominent in my dreams - but when I do - I'll note it here.

Not to forget to put it in here - will probably edit in some more:

Breakthrough - I managed to play darts lucidly!!

Last night, I got lucid - was in a house - did nose-plug - and then pretend-remembered like - yeah, they have a darts-room with board and arrows and everything next door - I saw it (pictured it shortly in my mind)!
Went in that room - and there everything was!
Not my original darts - I shortly even wondered, if I had dreamt the oche correctly..
But everything felt natural.
Unfortunately - my memory is a bit hazy - and I do not know, what I hit.
I believe I was happy with just being able to throw at all - maybe four times - with darts, that felt natural - and they went into the board, like they should, I think - with a proper ballistic arc and a thud.

I should do more, I guess - but here one dream, I really liked a lot:

I grew up (mostly) in a village at a lake in the Alps.
It is one of my most persistent dream-signs - the whole setting - esp. our old house - but I didn't realize, I was dreaming there again.
So anyway - I wanted to go swimming - but at the lake were tourists everywhere and the water was less than crystal clear and I was disappointed.
But then somebody told me, there would be a lake prior to the big one - directly in the mountains - close to the wells.
There are such small lakes - but the one I dreamt doesn't exist.
Soo beautiful - surrounded by a bit of meadow, which was a clearing in a beautiful forest - and I went swimming and it was really joyful - a great dream.
Swimming I also often do in dreams - and not irl lately - should go to a public swimming pool maybe - I need a bit of workout - always liked swimming.

There is another motive, which keeps returning - me searching a (new) place to live. This was just for staying close there.
So I looked around and found a rock with a hollowness - it was rather small for a house-rock - maybe 4 meters high and as broad - free standing.
With a cleft to crawl through - but inside was a cosy room, which I decorated a bit and put in my mattress and there I had my secret vacation-home in the rock.
I even had a fire-place and there was a hole to the upside of the rock for the smoke to evade through.

Bit later - other people arrived - I kept my rock secret - but the people were nice - and it was clear to me then, that the ones finding that lake were somehow special, interesting people - so I went swimming and talked with some of them - they called it the Ring-Lake - and I wrongly dream-remembered*, that that was indeed the name (I know a part of the original lake, which is called so - but it is just a natural bay irl).

Later a friend of mine showed up and took me with her to a "lake-party" at the big lake - these do also exist and take place every summer.
We got ourselves beer - and I got x-mas cookies (I love them - best sweets in the world if home-baked - esp. the ones my mother in law bakes) but I didn't find/get at my money in my back-pack - so she paid.
Next motive - me searching my - often a lot of - luggage for something and getting frustrated.
Then we watched a theatre-show for children - on very small stools and almost the only audience. The piece had a witch, who looked like these over-enthused esoteric around 50 years old women, I met a lot of through my mother - we deemed her un-impressive and went on.
Then there sat a former boyfriend of mine - and I wanted to talk to him - but he seemingly not with me.
And I also had problems speaking - but tried hard - and woke up from that.
Very unfortunate - because I was starting to suspect something, when I couldn't speak properly - dream time was through then I guess.


Fazit: Incubate your friggin' dream-signs!! And don't just tell yourself - if I see - then I dream - just posted a failure stemming from such under facepalm - but rather mantra myself into doing RCs, if I see/experience xyz.

This dream had almost an overload of dream-signs:

Geographical setting around lake I grew up close to
Looking and finding a place to move in for living
Swimming
Searching luggage and getting frustrated
Ex-boyfriend
Not being able to speak

Six of them in one dream - and I stayed happily non-lucid.

Made a mistake with my alarms - the app needs to be open, for them to go off - I noted, it was not - but my dictation-thing, when I woke up naturally quite late.
Was awake for the next one still then - and the one after that woke me up - and I tried it out as a micro-WBTB with mantra - in the end I fell asleep to a non-lucid.

Buuut: before that was a short phase of - very short - disappeared once I got a bit excited about it - HH!!
And pretty strong ones - bit of vibration and a strong feeling of weightlessness - but at the same time movement - swerving about - even falling.
That was the second time of my life, I had strong bodily HH - any HH, actually - first one was after a longer WBTB and 2 min. of just looking at the back of my eyelids on a WILD try - on my second ever WILD try!!

And such I made a lot of tries the last two months up to half an hour - never again with HH or success in WILD (but quite often with a following DILD).
I guess, I need them some more times, before I can avoid getting so positively excited about it..
This is progress towards WILD, though - and makes me very happy indeed!

It was not on my back but in my usual position on my stomach and turned to the right.
Will copy this over to my workbooks and in the alarm thread also.






*that's a phenomenon, I am interested in..

I get sloppy journalling here - but I do a day-journal at the moment - at least started out.
Edit 01.27.14: Well, well, well - I caught around 4 days since that - I can do better! I hope I will!!

Anyway - on Saturday I met a very nice and interesting woman (intellectually interesting - like common interests..) and a hopefully mutual feeling of understanding what the other wants to say.

Last night I dreamt of meeting her and taking up a discourse, we had started, once more and to mutual learning-effects.
I will not get into what it is we could teach each other - but I am pretty sure, it is a good idea to sit together and do this - with a glass of wine and so on - and I think, I am inspired by this dream to put something like it up in real life.

I had several - but one dream of last night I will journal a bit because it was great.
There was a shop, I felt like knowing - which sold little art-objects and handmade clothes.
I was looking through the window - when a woman came out, and said she had seen my little objects from an exhibition, I had also dreamt about sometime in the last weeks.

This dream was very much like furthering earlier dreams - I think, I had dreamt the shop before and explored it - and the one with the exhibition I still remember well.

She led me through the backdoor of the shop - and it was a huge house behind it - getting bigger with exploring new rooms/stairs/galleries.

But first she showed me the tools and materials they used - and then some people showed up and it was a sculpture class.
I had no money - but she said, I take part anyway.
So I did - and later it all turned into an art-academy with lots of very friendly, bit "artsy" and beautiful people.
There were also cafès and a club with bar and I got to meet many people and talked and they showed me their stuff.
I wanted to design clothes and not do more sculpture in the end - and the last I remember was being in a room full of fabrics of all sorts and colour - and I tried to decide on which to want to use.

Very beautiful and vivid dream.

I have markedly more recall then usual - and - I am probably too lazy to explain, where all the stuff is connected to inputs/outputs/experiences from yesterday - but loads.
Maybe I make this: * whereever I see connections.

First Dream:

I was in a club with my husband - a punk band was playing and people jumping about doing pogo.
When I wanted to the bar - I threw myself into that and got pogo-danced to my destination - was the only way to get somewhere.
We met a girl later, who told us, she got thrown out of a squat by the police - but dream-logically - went with us to show us the place. Somehow she had gotten it back, because it was so loud there, nobody wanted to rent it.
It was a really nice little one-room affair and she had a high-bed* platform installed almost over the whole room.
I was also looking for a flat in that expensive city - and thought - why not such a thing, not directly at a big street - but the size would be okay.

On the way to our small hotel - I lost sight of my husband and searched the streets - but I found him back.


Second Dream*:

I was visiting a friend and her family - rather her and her children.
And I had given as a present to one very young girl a box with something like Lego.
She had been somewhere to play with it with others and their sets - but being so young - the mother had gotten her home earlier than the whole children-play-meeting ended.
I convinced her, that in actuality - there had been no reason to take her home so early - she was a bit unhappy.
But she also had gotten a pair of some sort of rodents - they also looked a bit like finches - and we played with them - the mother had a book about what to do with them/how to care for them.
This whole dream got to do with Alric´s Santa thread..


Third Dream:

I was on my way home - and saw about 30 children in FDJ-uniforms (former DDR/east Germany youth organisation - I am from the west, though) being marched by a militarily dressed and behaving woman from a house on a hill into the streets.
They all had small posters, on which there was advertisement to smoke tobacco and drink alcohol.
Didn't even make sense to me in my dream..
Maybe a missed opportunity for RCing.
Then my bike broke down - I tried to repair it - and hurt myself and was dirty from that already - when I decided to take the subway.
Now it got really nasty - once I went down the stairs - it was a horizontal shaft, where I only could rob on my stomach.
And worse yet - there was about 10 cm of really horribly stinking old urine* standing in that tunnel.
The rationalisation then was, that it was not the subway, but some sort of public toilet.
I didn't have any strength left to rob towards the light.
Luckily I woke up.
Just as one aside here - reading The Lies Of Locke Lamorra at the moment - where somebody gets put in a barrel with horse-urine to drown in - which he doesn't - but anyway.


Fourth Dream:

Once more at the house of the parents of my first boyfriend.
This time - another guy was the one, on whom the constant blame was cast - and rightly so - he just lived there uninvited and constantly nagged for money and help, because he was supposedly orphaned - but he was in his 20s - and from Poland, and couldn´t go back and lalala.
There were several episodes - one was the family and me playing solving optical puzzles - there were cards, which supposedly belonged in a certain order - and one should stick them together as they fit.
This was very difficult - always, when we thought, we got something - there was a little mismatch somewhere.
The geometry of this is hard to explain - like a card-house a bit - but with slots..
And the prize for just putting together something was getting a good coffee from the new maschine.
Mistake - and you got only sugared milk* instead .. (*got that yesterday - hubby not getting along with the new espresso-machine of his parents..).
There was an episode, where I found out, my ex would love freckles in girls - and I have 3 and a half myself in summer - but I found a lotion, which promised to produce more of them.
I didn´t use it though - afraid to look like an idiot.
When the mom said at another point - this Polish guy would be a pest - but having me around would be neutral - but nothing nice either - I went out to pick her some flowers.
Suddenly my ex was also there - and he showed me a hedge where hundreds if not thousands of poison dart frogs were meeting to find a partner - in all colours - it was beautiful!!
Later we also met a friendly dog the size of an elephant being walked on the sidewalk.


There is actually much more - I´m lazy writing.
I will add two fragments later on.

Somehow, I didn't care much about recall lately - meaning I didn't mantra on it or anything.
But yesterday I thought - come on - you can do better than that - and just told myself so before sleep.
It might sound as if I wanted to brag - but honestly - I do next to nothing in the moment - maybe one RC a day and some affirmations when lying in bed before sleeping..

Memorable was the sight of these frogs:

There is so much to write - I will do it in chunks over the day.
Even more than the below - but I leave it at a dream and a fragment - forgot what I had dictated.

An earlier dream:
I was in a lecture on dream-content and real life connections.
It was possible to watch other persons dreams - also my own ones.
But in the end it was about a supposedly very famous case of - on the one hand mental disorder - on the other hand manifesting things from his dreams in the real world.
Funny, now I got to think about Mylynes tutorial..
But he calls it hallucination - in my dream it was manifestation.

An earlier fragment:
Sitting with a friend of mine in a café she knows the owner of and eating lots of delicious cakes with cream.
There is a beautiful girl next table over - but somehow we know, her boyfriend will not come - leave her like that altogether - and we talked about that.


The dream:
I did a WBTB after 7+ hours of falling asleep - trying WILD a la Sageous.
Almost worked - at one point I felt myself slipping in some weird bodily way and saw maybe 10 light-points on the back of my eye-lids - and that startled me awake.
Aha!
Got to tell Sageous - fell into the trap he so much tries people to warn of..
Naja - after it was clear I was too awake - also with frustration - I rolled over and slept.

The following dream had me - luckily! - at that house of my first boyfriend´s parents again.
The usual business - if you want to look for the non-lucid part of it - just read back some nights - and you get the picture.
I came to hate these weird dreams lately.
This time the thought popped into my mind - like hm - I dream of this sometimes.
Then it almost went like my last posted miss in the "most stupid way.." - I "concluded" - but it must be real - I am here after all!

This time I RCed anyway.
I had lucids, where it was obvious from the onset - but this again was one, where I did about 5 RCs before believing it.
I keep suspecting that I cheat on the nose-plug - but the finger-counting seems very reliable.
Yepp - lucid!

I hovered a bit and looked at things - trying to change objects for the competition.
But it didn´t work at all - what I looked at fiercely - just got more detailed and clear and more beautiful - but didn´t change.
That was a bit frustrating - I also tried it on the younger brother - but that ended up otherwise.
No dream-sex as such, not even touching each other - but lets say - we were on about it on our owns.
But didn´t work completely - rather I felt excited for a while afterwards - sort of didn´t get rid of it.
Maybe I edit this out later - but why actually not write it.
What I keep out of here are rather conflicts or situations too close to my personality/real life concerns.

Naja - I made fun of everybody without feeling guilty (the mother, the brother, some visitor) - or maybe it is better to say - I made a joke out of myself with "outrageous behaviour".

Then I left the flat - I didn´t think of TOTMs the whole dream - but I did think about the comp.
Maybe because I didn´t manage that change-stuff - and this was the next and such only goal.
Outside I started flying about normally - and came down on the roof of an abandoned train-wagon.

Then it came to my mind to try flying superwoman style.
Took my right arm up and at a steep angle - well - and wasn´t prepared at all for what I "expected".
I shot up at that angle in an absolutely mind-boggling speed - in one blink - I was so high, I almost couldn´t discern features on the ground any more.
I believe I squealed and wailed and was absolutely terrified..
Even worse almost - having to decide and take that arm down and expecting not to fall - in less than a second - but I managed to float down.

I met a friend of mine then - in front of her door - we went up into her room, talked a bit - I forgot to tell her I was dreaming and see what she says - I just pretended to be normal.
When she left the room for some reason - I tried to change her jewellery on a shelf - again - stuff got more sparkly and intricate - but didn´t change.

After quite a lot of effort - I thought - ah well - I do it with looking away and expecting sweets instead of a pendant - this worked!
It was chocolate with metallic-looking wrapping - I unwrapped it and ate it.
Even tasted like chocolate - but not very intensely - and again - it was a bit difficult to feel it in my mouth. Forgot counting eating for the comp..

I was again outside after that, from where I woke up - but I can´t remember any thing at the moment about what that was.

I had my usual Friday with a lot of darts-throwing and jolliness - later somebody came along with a bottle of very fine whiskey - lets say, I found my bed around 3 or 4 in the morning.
I didn´t even seriously expect myself to do journalling - and I didn´t dictate anything.
Getting up - I thought I had exactly zip and zero recall.

But interestingly - I can drag something up now!
I sat down with eyes closed - and really probed into the void - checking on associations with my dream-signs.

What happened were pictures coming up - and with a lot of concentration and visualisation - small scenes to go with them, too.


First Fragment:

I am on the terrace of our old house - it has altogether 4 poles going up on the front - to support the front of the balcony.
All balcony-railing and these poles and also a lot of the space between them are entwined by climbing plants.
Much more than it used to be in real life - and instead of wild wine grapes - it was a plant with violet trumpet-blossoms - maybe 15 cm long.
I asked my grandmother, what it was - and she said, that every so and so many years - the wild wine would sprout these, and that one could eat them, and that they would be delicious.
For some reason I didn´t try one out - or I can´t remember it..


Second Fragment:

From the same dream, I think, but it was winter - and I was searching for the fir-tree, which had been planted for me the year I was born (irl).
But the house and garden were not there - and I checked some fir-trees around, and decided, mine was one, that was standing just outside a fence to another garden - towards the street.
And was maybe 6 m tall.
It could actually be that big, I guess, if it still existed.


Third Fragment:

From another dream - I was in an empty flat with big windows - in the company of that Swiss friend, I dreamt about the night before.
And we could see a high-rise-building from there - it had a core, and around it a glass front, through which we could watch the ongoings.
Between glass front and core was a ramp, which was not a staircase - it had some small rooms as well - but it clearly was the means to go up and down in the building.

Actually - very much like Sageous´ miniature with carousel - but without carousel and without so much colour - all chrome and glass and the people we watched were all in dark business-like attire.

The really weird thing is, that I did not look into his thread - see my sig - before last night.
I had thought about this thread last night but without clicking it.
Okay - I knew some of the miniatures before - and there are several, which could have given me that inspiration - but this one I mentioned, I didn´t see before.

Also weird, that I only now remember it - and not instantly, when I saw that sculpture.
This is the third fragment, that comes back to me..


What is memorable?

The above is curious - my subconsciousness going about it´s business in interesting ways.
But I am sure, it is my dream-fragment - not a false memory - my picture and the scene, I was in while looking at it, is very clear - also different to the sculpture in many respects.


And - I am really surprised, that anything showed up!
Posting on my DILD workbook shortly before had me empty!

I usually only write, what I have dictated - plus some details, I remember while re-listening.
This intensive probing into dream-memory works much better, than expected.
Again - very cool to have the comp - I was missing out on something, not hunting consciously after buried dream-content!

Quite grumpy with myself.
The alarm was set on 5 am - I woke up half an hour before - and neither did I journal - nor get up.
I have a marvellous ability to not hear an alarm, when I just slept a little bit before it goes off.

But I know this - and I also have to deal with it, if I need to get up for work.
Actually - I used to have a really monstrous alarm-clock - but it disappeared with my last removals.
The new monster will not be enough for work - good test, sort of.

So - dream-recall gone from there - to make it worse yet - I got again ripped out of sleep later by angry doorbell-ringings - my husband had forgotten something on the way to work and was too lazy to search for his keys - well - seems they were somewhere, where they don´t belong..
He didn´t like my reaction.
Me neither in hind-sight.

But there is something interesting anyway:

One dream had me going shopping for clothes - funny - this also comes up time and again.
But it´s been a long time, I actually went out and bought something new to wear - or even went "window-shopping".
Maybe I should ..

Anyways - I was there - and there was also a very nice and attractive woman - maybe in her 50s.
I didn´t like myself in anything - mainly because I had some skin blemishes - bit of acne, like I had it in my teens.
But I was my current age of almost 40.
So - she started rummaging for a make-up.
Found it - told me to sit down and close my eyes - and I received a wonderful face-massage with this application procedure.
It was very sensual - and after some meaningful looks back and forth - she took me back home to her, after her shift was over.
I was watching the ongoings until that - enjoying the "show" of other women coming in and out of cubicles with ever new interesting outfits - always keeping and eye on her, and she back.

Suffice to say - we took this quite a lot further - and it was a very, very pleasing dream.

Since this is also a first as far as I know - I shortly thought - maybe it is a sort of residue again - being a bit disappointed with my self about having had a male body two nights back and not exploring it or using it in "specific ways".
But maybe not.
Got gender experimentation on the plate this week it seems.
Oh well - I like it!

Again a DILD - this time without any prep at all - went to bed when the morning wasn´t even early any more again.
And this time - the realization came from one of my most persistent dream-signs: the house, I grew up in, and which is not standing anymore.
This time, I realized this, when I was there once more - but again - without WBTB and earnest WILD activities - it was low lucidity and only a short episode - ending not in waking up, but dreaming on non-lucidly.

So - definitively I will go for the extensive preparations next couple of nights - wondering, if I might not go into upper league of the competition after all.
If I get somewhere control-wise and have a longer LD then - I will.
Well - at least, if I get a TOTM done, I will.

This short LD had me almost without day-time-memory again - so I went exploring the surroundings a bit by flying about - and that was it.


The following dream is in my memory to a greater extent, than I will write it out here - since there were some weird censoring worthy things going on as well.

Too lazy now to put it all down - just the memorable bit for now:

I sat at a table - it was supposedly Christmas eve - but I was there with a friend of mine - having a festive dinner.

There was a bit of back and forth with what to wear - and since it was summer at the same time as x-mas - I had opted for a neon-yellow bathing-suit as my top under some blazer - to later go swimming in the lake.

Then along came a guy, I know from school with a friend - and started out making fun of that - how that would be totally out of fashion, neon-yellow, and how otherwise he would have maybe found me attractive..

I felt totally un-embarrassed - rather a bit superior to his fixation on such an unimportant detail - and started teasing him.
Drew him in more and more and sort of hypnotized him with doing some this and that.
He started singing - and me back - like a cheesy musical - but then - it came:

We switched perspective - I saw myself in that outfit singing at newly male me - and once I sang back - him/me had suddenly a full force opera-tenor voice.
He had only sung normally before.

So I blasted the place with this amazing voice of mine - but after the duet - or within it - I changed back into myself.
Oh yeah - and I wasn´t interested in the guy any more then, but had an interesting conversation with my friend at that table.

With all the bad to non-existent dream-recall over the last years - maybe I often was male - but not to my knowledge - this was a first for me as far as I am aware of it.
Not being lucid - of course I didn´t explore the new possibilities for making the dream even more censor-worthy - shame that..

I had my alarm clock on 5 h after falling asleep - but was too lazy to do something - but two hours later then.
Did a WILD attempt with mantras - but I was not very patient and rolled over to sleep normally.

There was a dream - one of these classics - me too late for an exam, and didn´t know where - and another woman showed me the way.
I had a huge bag, which I couldn´t leave somewhere to not have it stolen and we went cross country.
Suddenly she did a jump of some meters, and me behind her - that made me pause, and do a RC - my nose plug again.
Yepp lucid.

So then - she was gone, I was in some flat onto which´s balcony we had jumped these meters for whatever reason.
And the most important thing was, I wanted to know, what somebody is thankful for.
But there was only a nice fluffy grey cat.
So I asked the cat - but it wasn´t interested and stalked away.

I then made a private experiment - woke up from it - but with falling asleep again, was instantly lucid once more.
Scenery another flat.
So - the months then - no problem, actually! None at all.
Then I let myself fall over backwards without looking - and it hurt a bit coming down on the wooden floor with my spine.
I should probably have told myself, that nothing bad would happen??

Anyway - window got opened the usual way - and even then I was first afraid to fly out this time.

But I did it - and I even managed to stop the silly swimming motions.
That had me hover and somehow I wanted to move and thought I might loose orientation.
So I remembered the zooming thing.
There was an old wooden shack with a damaged writing on the front, and I zoomed in on the A.
First - nothing happened - so I concentrated more and tried really to see details of it as if it was in front of my nose..
Well - then I almost ran into it with my nose - had to air-brake to keep me from crashing into the thing..
Might have even been one more task to try to go through - but that I didn´t think of at that moment.

So - down I went - and I saw 3 people through a high perimeter fence around a sports-ground.
I might have been "talking in my sleep" to them, because I had a certain kind of problem with vocalizing, which I had before and that was in a nightmare and I got told, I would have talked out loud then.

Whatever - after the initial problems - I did as if I was a radio-reporter and asked what the first woman was thankful for - she said - of all things - the church and what it did for humankind, weell.
Okay - two more left - next was a guy - and - believe it or not, he said something trivial and I forgot it, in my rush to reach the third person acoustically - didn´t think of phasing through that fence - too much concentration on the task as such.

But then I did phase through the fence anyway and was close to her.
And she said - she is thankful for the fact, that humans can understand what other people think, from talking about it.

The dream was loosing a bit of colour then - and I woke up on purpose not to forget it all.

Date: 07.11.13
Total sleep: 9 h
Daytime Techniques: wonderings about self and reality + ADA
Lucid Techniques: Mantras between dreams and before sleep, haphazard short WILD attempt
Recall Techniques: weeell - got to learn to write so I can decipher it - first dream, I put down is not retrievable
Fell Asleep: 0:30 am (jippee! and stone sober)
Dream Title: High Romance!

Dream:
This was the last three dreams - and so I have very good recall without having written much.
It started at a festivity where the people having finished school with me met - but there were other people too - like a friend of mine from university.
Somehow, I hadn´t managed to dress up for the occasion and wasn´t "styled" in any way - but the others were looking fantastic.
So - wasn´t that bad, but when that friend of mine wanted to go to some sort of vip party afterwards - a friend of hers, whom I didn´t know, wanted to keep me away from that.

So then something happened which is unusual for my dreams - usually I would have tried and not managed to go with them, or went, looking horrible or whatever.

What would not have happened would have been me getting what I wanted - namely making my friend drop that bitch, she brought with her, and take me home with her to give me a really nice evening dress and her make-up and perfume and whatnot and chastised the doorwoman for not instantly letting me in there too. Lovely friend in real life - but ex-model and always soo beautiful..

Anyway - in we were and it was like in a high-society movie.
Great party - later it had somehow changed scenery to a garden in the morning.
...edited ..
Awake: 9:30 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 12/13
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 9 non lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) Dream in 3 parts - twice reentry because it was soo nice - all in all maybe story over 2/3 days
Emotions: Weeell.. right - for the sake of analysis: started with feeling inferior, ugly, awkward - went to self-satisfied, radiant, attractive and confident, then totally smitten, in love, satisfied, hopeful and even sort of calmly confident for what would come, liberated

Dream Signs: People from school, university - the garden party was for some reason in our old garden of the house I lived in my youth (that´s a strong recurring sign, the house+garden)


Conclusions - Overview:

First of all - it is so great, that the journalling and general aim of lucidity and gaining dream-control spills over into my normal dreams and makes them so much more satisfying - amazing!!

Secondly - got to work on readable notes in between dreams.
First dream, after which I woke up got lost because of indecipherable nonsensical scribblings - except the dart-board snippet, which I posted next door - that I can remember vividly.

Then - realization, that I actually always was and am able to re-enter a dream after waking up.

Lucidity:
I did my mantras and expectation-rising for DILD, but looking back - the real inner plan was more to do a WILD attempt after the first inter-dream awakening.
I had talked to my hubby - finding out to my surprise that he had sometimes what seems to be called EHS - extremely loud noises from inside his head while falling asleep - and he hates it with a passion.
Told him excitedly to ride it out next time and try to WILD himself.

But - just like before several times - I felt tired and lazy and unwilling to try the WILD when the time for it was there - thinking - ah I will wake up once or twice more anyway.
Which I did - with even less motivation - see dream-content..

This is so silly - I know, it would have been easy to at least get that far as last time once more - that only took like 2 min. lying still and vibrations and optics came.