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    1. First Lucid Of The Year!

      by , 01-22-2016 at 08:41 PM
      Braw stuff!

      I'm looking at my fish tank. (Its on the kitchen worktop as IRL) I see loads of water that presumably has leaked out of it. I reach to my right to grab some (correctly sited) kitchen roll when I suddenly get LUCID.

      'To hell with this' I say 'I don't need to waste my time'

      I then suffer a False Awakening. - damn damn damn

      I'm lying in bed and I hear my wife having a moan;

      'Your baffies* absolutely stink...'

      *Scots for slippers.

      Good though!
    2. DVD, Market, Lift & Chocolate

      by , 10-27-2015 at 09:43 PM
      Last nights dream was my most vivid EVER. I never got lucid , but it ALMOST doesn't matter!

      I hear a strange sound at the door. I reckon its my pal returning some Lego men. I answer the door, my eyesights suddenly fails, I close the door for a moment and my eyesight returns. I open the door again, it is my pal, but hes returning a Doctor Who DVD. We discuss (accurately) the merits of that particular story and he leaves.

      I look out the door. The park beside my house (as IRL) is hosting some sort of market. Its the middle of thenight, no one is attending! There are three stalls that I can sse, They are all selling food . The woman in charge of each stall are all singing a strange melancholic song which is strangely relaxing and pleasant. there is a dark shape flitting amongst them but im not scared, I grab a piece of meat and eat it.

      My wife is now with me .She thinks the market is stupid so we head inside a building. We enter the glass doors to a lift. Two Chinese men with broad Glasweigen accents are with us. One says 'That door didn't shut' The lift starts swaying, the white ornate ceiling starts revolving and a siren blares. It is so noisy I think my ears are going to bleed! I pull a chair over my head for a moment. I then run around the walls pressing green buttons. A recorded voice asks for our location , I say 'Marriot' , the voice then asks for a phone number, but I forget.

      A gap but we are safe in a room. There is a really tatty looking present bag in front of me.I pull out six different boxes of chocolates. I look inside the bag, its full of lots of shite including an empty packet of Lambert & Butler.

      My wife is nowwith me
    3. Nasty Nightmare and a dream come true

      by , 09-22-2015 at 07:25 PM
      I had such a vivid (though non lucid) nightmare last night, Iwoke up in a sweat. Normally Itry to remember my dreams for my journal, but it was so unsettling, I didn't want to,but bits have remained .---- It started off innocently enough, although the entire atmosphere of the dream was wrong. Nasty

      - My Uncle turned up at the door of my house. He had a brown kilt on and wanted socks to match, I had a rake around but couldn't find any. (Not scary, but like I said everything was 'wrong' and unsettling.
      - In a room in the house with the worst entity it was possible to witness- I cant (and wont) remember more.
      - Lying in my bath. There was something going on with the towel rail , I tried to wake up (so I suppose I was near lucid) but couldn't and my wife was wondering what I wasupto.
      - A big man in a suit came into the house. He was about to do a psychic reading. I asked if he could check out each room first. He said they were all fine, although he hadn't checked our bedroom yet (where the 'entity' had been)

      Doesn't sound scary written down , but I've never been so relieved to wake up!

      On a happier (though very interesting note)

      a fragment - a lassie I've seen about a few times walking down the road toward me she smiled and said 'I need a word with you'

      Later today IRL - The same lassie came into my shop (shes only ever been in once before) she smiled and said 'I need to pick your brains....'

      Which is pretty amazing if you ask me!!!!
    4. LUCID at Last!

      by , 06-14-2015 at 07:09 AM
      Finally! My first lucid dream of the year (and only my fourth ever - barring tiny wee dreamlets) I had a lot before it and sadly it was a poor lucid dream but here goes!!

      NON LUCID - In the car with my sister in law. We are discussing dreams (which must have helped) She mentioned having a very vivid dream the other night so I told her that lucid ones are even better. She asked what one needed to do, I said 'Start a journal, That's 3 years I've been keeping mine now' (which is right enough IRL.
      In a flat with my son. In the bathroom there is a mannequin of my wife. I smack it in the face a couple of times. (I think I'm concerened that it is coming to life) It moves slightly - in a way that suggests that it IS indeed alive but is trying not to look like it is..
      Anyway, we end up outside. My son has a plate with rolls on it which he drops under some metal structure. I go on my hands and knees trying to retrieve them. I notice the concrete is pretty wet and I'm worried about getting wet. My neighbours appear but they keep out of the way beacsue my son has Chickenpox (IRL as well!) A group of wee lads appear, they are getting in my way so I push one over.

      NOW I'M LUCID! I hear someone say 'M' (possibly me. ) I have a fuzzy feeling in my head and I realise I'm dreaming. However try as I might I cant open my eyes. I keep doing my reality checks and hoping that I can get my bloody eyes open otherwise the dream will be a bit of a waste of time. I can feel something on my face like a sheet. This goes on for a good minute and then I sadly lose lucidty and have a false awakening

      NON LUCID - My wife is saying over and over 'Shut. The. F***. Up.' very calmly. I open my eyes, I'm in my bed. We blether on for a minute or so then I wake up properly.

      Encouraging - but I'm really not sure what happened there!!!
    5. The Ring & a Different man

      by , 05-26-2015 at 07:11 PM
      Two big early dreams, mostly forgotten

      Sitting in a very wee room. A guy the family employs IRL walks in, he is dressed and looks (facially and bodily) entirely different and yet I know its him.

      Outside in an industrial area , a woman I either ken or dinny (canny mind now ) is flirting with me. She looks at my wedding ring - so do I, its slightly different than IRL for some reason. She says -

      'Ah - I see you're wearing a 'Nephew's Ring '

      I reply

      'That's right, aye.'

      Great stuff
    6. Lumpy head and Woodpigeon

      by , 05-25-2015 at 07:39 PM
      2 non lucid fragments

      I had a lump on the left side of my forehead. Apparently it was serious...

      An outsize Woodpigeon appeared on a path from some trees on the left (I say outsize as it was within the bounds of reality, but it was pretty hefty) there was something ominous about it...

      That ma lot.
    7. Cards, holes and rusty socks

      by , 05-24-2015 at 09:18 PM
      3 non lucids

      Sitting in a room with a bunch of unfamiliar folk. Someone I used to know comes in sits down and hands out packets of trading cards. I open mine, they are a fantasy theme. One is green with pictures of Elves on it. Theres writing which I read aloud but I forget now as it was a big heap of rubbish. I find myself outside, hopping on pavement slabs like a wee boy thinking that those cards were a lot like 'Magic - the Gathering' that I used to play IRL

      In the shop. My auntie appears with a pack of horrible rusty coloured socks - ' A woman bought these yesterday, shes really angry because they're a different colour to the ones in the window (which they are not) and they definitely aren't less than 1'

      I'm looking into the oark beside my house as IRL. One of the hills have been completely removed and there is now a big hole.
    8. Broon's Books & Stone Curlews

      by , 05-22-2015 at 10:57 PM
      2 non lucid fragments only

      Flicking through a few unfamiliar 'Broons Books' (This happens a lot in my dreams - I have a decent collection IRL)

      Telling someone about my friends planned IRL birding trip, I said he was away to look for Stone curlews. Whoever I was with asked what they were and what they looked like, I replied 'I cant, its impossible'

    9. Ruins, birding, bog roll & Lego

      by , 05-21-2015 at 09:58 PM
      3 non lucids

      At Restenneth Priory (An IRL ruin a couple of miles from me) with my wife and son. There were two wee towers that aren't normally there. There were doors with no handles and I thought it a pity that I couldn't get in. I looked through the windows but couldn't see anything. My son (who was sitting on the grass) said in a voice entirely unlike his own 'This place is so wee'

      Standing beside my dad. We were doing a bit of birding. There was a line of mature trees in front of us. We saw a flock of birds but I forget what. We were then in a car (he was driving) en route to a birding destination. To the left I saw a a large white package lying on the verge. I told him to stop. He moaned a bit but did. I got out and it was an immense unopened packet of toilet roll, I think about 5 foot long. I picked it up and was very pleased with my find.

      I was showing my mum my lego town (which I'm afraid to say I do have IRL) I kept trying to point to things of interest but kept dislodging parts of the Lego and kept having to rebuild it.
    10. Jackdaw and a beachball

      by , 05-20-2015 at 04:11 PM
      One fragment

      I was walking along a beach with someone heading towards a group of people who were mucking about with some structure. I passed a Jackdaw on my left. It was perched on a yellow beachball and started running on it and slowly rolled down the beach towards the shoreline. I remarked casually to my companion 'Looks like that birds having fun.'
    11. Where have I Been? (again...)

      by , 05-19-2015 at 09:24 PM
      I've been keeping a journal but not online - this has proved to be a bad idea as my recall has been poorer without writing stuff out twice - I'm going to try harder - I had a nasty dream last night which is worth chronicling.....

      My son had gone missing two days ago. It appeared we treated him like a cat and put him outside and he never came back (he's four IRL) we never contacted hte police either. I was moping around the house with my wife and we were talking (I forget the converstaions) but every so often I would break into hysterical crying and shouting because I had lost my son and how he must be dead after two days outside. Anyway, I decided to go out and look for him. Outside my house (which was as IRL) was the estate I used to live in 20 years before. It was a very accurate reproduction. In the distance I could see some lads. One of them I recognised as the son of my mothers best friend. I went up to them and asked if they had seen my son but they were no help. I walked back to my house. I then had a strange flashback to my son rolling down a slope and ending up underneath a tree. I found the slope to the left of my house, climbed down it and my son was wrapped in a white blanket at the bottom of a hedge. I pulled back the cover. He wasn't moving. I jabbed him in the legs a few times and he stirred and said 'Much better now' He then awoke a started biting me, I grabbed his leg and bit him back, just a very small nip. He calmed down and sat up. His face had changed into a hideous wizened old mans. His features were all sharp, his eyes sunken his jowls saggy. He reached out to touch me with pointy old mans hands and I flinched when his fingers felt sharp against my skin. I sapped him away and picked him up and took him into the house. My wife was shocked rather than happy to see him alive. She asked what had happened to change him so much and I mumbled something about him being dehydrated and my son seemed to agree. I then woke up, very relieved that it was a dream.

      A couple of other bits and pieces

      I was out the back of the shop. There were two itinerants putting a load of crap into bags. One of them looked up at me and said 'Do you have any more of those rubble sacks??'

      I was up the back of the shop. A tricky customer I know IRL came in, I feinted right and ducked under a pile of trousers in an entirely successful attempt to avoid the bugger.
    12. big long load of blethers

      by , 02-16-2015 at 09:50 PM
      I had a big long dream, but I'm struggling to connect it so here it is in bits and pieces

      Driving on a road through some woods. I find a passing place where I park my car. A lad I cant be doing with is outside. I sit in the car and pull a baseball cap over my face until he leaves. I step out, I open my boot, it is full of paper. A woman appears and says something (I forget) I reply with 'Don't worry i'll not make a mess'

      Driving through Milan apparently. I'm ending up in funny wee cobbled lanes and keep turning right. Eventually I reach open country. Theres a bonny wee loch to the right, so I park the car and get out. Theres lots of interesting wildfowl but the wife wants to keep moving. I stop and look at a Moorhen with a brown chest. My mum is there, to my left shes looking at a Jay. I scare it by pointing and a red squirrel takes its place - it is orange instead of red. I think to myself 'I didn't know there were red squirrels in Birmigham

      I'm in a building, a woman asks me what I think, and I say its fine. She hoped I would say that, and I say it is in my interest to sya such things (no -idea .....)

      Same building, I open the door and a man is dragging something towards me. He dumps the stuff inside. I ask him what I'm due hm - he say 200. I turn to a wee table. Theres a lassie there with a bunch of fifty pound notes. She says she thought he wanted 800. I tell her it was 200. It takes me five tries to end up with the right amount of moey and I get angry each time I count wrong!
    13. Police, party and puppy

      by , 02-15-2015 at 10:04 PM
      Nice and vivid dreams but no lucidity!

      I'm looking out a window in my house (not my house IRL), theres a courtyard. Some police are checking out the neighbours and stuff. I keep really quiet but the next thing I know, the police are in my house and taping off an area. I turn and walk down a brightly lit corridor with an old school friend. He says to me 'Time for a fag I think' and lights up. We end up somewhere with lots of water but I forget.

      Going to a birthday party for an old friend. Me and the wife stand at the door. I unroll a huge scroll. There are the details for the party on it. A couple of other people I know are on the invite but aren't with us. We go in. I'm suddenly carrying a huge big rusty black metal thing. The place looks like a gym hall. Theres a huge wooden bench down the wall, lots of people are sitting. I place the metal thing down and my wife sits. I pick up my son who is suddenly present and carry him through the hall. We end up in a cramped area. A lad I vaguely know is away to go through a glass door to a bar. He sees me and tells me hes a policeman now. His face is very lumpy. My son has now become a wee white puppy which starts to lick my face. Suddenly, I turn, my cousin is standing there in a kilt. He shakes my hand. We stand facing each other looking at each other for perhaps 30 seconds. I reckon the sheer boredom of the situation makes me wake up!!
    14. Quiet play in the snow

      by , 02-10-2015 at 10:20 PM
      Such a struggle last week or so, a few fragments and a couple of blank days in a row. I had a nice dream last night, however, I can only remember the last part

      --- I'm in my house, the door to the porch is open. Its the middle of the night. I go into the porch and open my front door. I can make out a 'mass' so I close it quickly. Someone pushes the door open. I look, its my best pal! (I wonder why hes here - clearly in my forgotten part of the dream I had seen him on his way.) I then notice its snowing, very heavily. He vanishes right. I peer out the door, without leaving the house. Over the wall from my garden (no hedge as IRL - and no reality check - bah!) I can see half a dozen adults playing in the snow. They are making no noise at all. I'm a bit concerned about waking my sleeping wife but I venture out and turn right. My pal, his wife and at least someone else are standing in one of my flower beds. I say half joking 'What the hell are you doing in my garden?' someone says something, but I forget.

      It was very vivid for what its worth, and I liked the straightforwardness of it all!
    15. dogs & sweary uncle

      by , 02-03-2015 at 10:12 PM
      I've had a heavy cold for a week , so my dreams have been less than worthless! Heres my best one from the last few days

      I step out my house with a pal, He's to my right though I never look at him. My house is nothing like my house IRL of course and it opens out ont parkland. We have a wee walk and one of my best pals appears from some trees with a dodgy looking lad dressed inn brown and smoking a fag. They have a wee brown dog. We now have a wee white dog. The dogs start playing and the brown one finds a tiny wee bone from somewhere and gives our dog it, which is nice. I look back at my house, its about 50ft away and the door is wide open. I go back to close it. My uncle is there, we have a disagreement and he says the 'F' word rather a lot, and so do I , to be fair. He then gets up and starts chasing me with a view to giving me a good kicking I believe. Theres an odd close up of a big book for some reason and I wake up saying out loud 'Leave me alone!!!'

      The end
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