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The House Party (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My family had a lot of people over, mostly relatives but I didn't recognise anyone. They were mostly old, there were women with greying hair who looked frail, and a couple of old men. We sat in the loungeroom and watched some sort of movie, with lots of food on the coffee table. I don't think I was very interested in the movie.

There was one man there I recognised - who looked like an older version of one of my ex's dads. I walked up to him and shook his hand, telling him I'd never mis-recognise someone from their family. There were two small dogs who I played with throughout the dream. I recall there being small clumps of dog hair under the coffee table, and we were suspicious that they had been fighting with the cats. I went and got one of the dogs from out in the family room, picked him up and bought him out into the family room. He was noticably scared of Kitty & Merlin.

It was time for everyone to leave, and they all left out the front door, and as I was left alone in the loungeroom, the dream fades to darkness.
I wake up in the loungeroom, alone. It's night, pitch black outside with lots of stars in the sky. The light is on in the loungeroom. Something seemed odd to me - but nothing in particular, I counted my fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 wait - my fingers are branching off one another. I went to recount and my fingers just kept on generating and branching. Cool! I did a nose RC just incase - wow, I'm dreaming!"

I felt as though I was in a hurry, quickly I decided to try and teleport - imagining myself standing in the hallway. I was trying to do it too fast, and not trying properly and so I failed. I started looking for Dad again for some reason. I tried to summon him, I think and it failed. I then saw the reflection of him standing up wearing his cap out in the hallway from the window. I went to check and he wasn't there.

I realised how fast I was going and slowed down, stabilised. I grabbed the wall and touched it, looking around the room. The old TV cabinet was in the front window, and was also in the bar area where it used to be - cool. I wanted to use my sense of taste - and so I flick-summoned an apple into my hand. At first I couldn't feel it, but as I raised my hand up to my mouth I decided on a slice of apple instead of the whole thing. I took a bite, it was sweet and delicious, and made a satisfying crunch. I intensified the sweetness using my mind.

My eyes started to feel tired, and I noticed they had sleep in them. I noted that I had better not shut my eyes too much or I ran the risk of waking up. I simply scratched at the sleep with my fingernails, but at one point did shut my eyes. As I opened them, my eyelids opened in real life, and I was fully awake. Oops.

Robbers Searching For Cats: (non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in my room drinking water. The water has no flavor and I don't feel the glass touching my mouth, or the water going down my throat. I thought I heard a cat scratching on the door outside. The scratching sounded louder though. All of the sudden- the door came flying into the kitchen (the room that the door is attached to). I heard people yelling and realized we must be getting robed. I ran upstairs and to my left was opening to the attic. It was in the ceiling and all I had to do was hit it for a latter to fall. I grabbed the latter and went up it into the attic. It was really dark and I didn't like it.

One of the robbers said that he heard a cat go upstairs. I could hear him running and walking around up here. After he went back downstairs- I was getting tired of being up here. The next thing I remember was the fact that I was in the basement now. I ran under the stairs and hid myself so no one could see me.

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May 25 2011

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There is a house that I can see through this gray fog…oh that’s my old house. Hmm, I feel like I could visit myself there.

The fog clears and I am in the road.

Wow looks like the old neighborhood but like it’s different, or a different place that has the same feel. Must a different dimension where my old neighborhood was laid out a little differently and a different me lives here.

I go up to a sign that feels like mine. It is one of those signs people can tow behind their cars and some times they park them some place. Instead of the letter slots it had a large plexiglass sign which could have other smaller signs attatched to it.

http://www.affordable-portable-signs...0SIGNS%201.jpg

It has tons of words on it and all of them extreme and religious with lots of “the Lord, REPENT NOW, GOD", and of course "THE END IS NEAR” all in yellow bold letters on a black background.

Ug, really? My other self is a religious fanatic? I feel sad.

I can still explore a bit.

There are a lot of houses around that look ones I knew but from a past dream.

The dreams fades.
....

I see some colors. The colors are becoming a sofa, and oh, there are two hot ladies on it that looked like their hair was from the 1960’s. I am kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa admiring the beauties, they are giggling and feeling nervous but adventurous. The one on the right takes off her top! The also brunette, and looking a lot like the one on the right, also takes off her top.

Your not pretty unless your topless.

Another brunette to the right sits down on the arm rest and giggles. I see up one of their dresses at their panties.

Ok time to take control of this dream and have some fun!

Dream fades to dark.

"Your not pretty unless your topless"? That doesn't sound like me, that's a sad thing to say.


I see something red. Oh, I see, it’s a blanket from my childhood home that was usually on my moms bed. This is my mom's room from my childhood. Wow this room is a mess! I never remember her keeping it this messy, she was a bit of a clean freak! I don’t feel her presence, maybe she’s on vacation. There must be something I need to do around the house but I can’t think of anything.

What was that movement? Oh it’s a cat…and another 2 cats. And a cat ran out from under the bed! I don’t recognize any of these cats and they all feel different than any cats I have known. Maybe I should feed them.

I walk to the kitchen.

Dream fades to black in mid strides.


I see a brick cinder block wall painted gray. There are lockers next to it. A girl (white 20 something shoulder length black hair) comes up to me and asks me something, I’m not sure what she just said, I am not fully integrated into this dream yet.

Umm, I’m not sure. (that should cover it)

She is giving me a quizzical look.

A guy (white late 20’s, dressed a little formal for school in a dress shirt and dress slacks): Hey whats up?

He seems worried.

Guy: What are you doing here?

?

He walks over to a bulletin board and looks at a paper on it listing something.
{he is looking at a class schedule.}

Guy: You are late for class! {by about 45 minutes! And this is the first day!!}

??

Guy: walks off shaking his head in disbelief.

The girl is still there watching this whole thing.

Wow 45 minutes. First days were sometimes the most important. I could miss it if the was an undergraduate class but this is a law school class. I can’t even go now! I haven’t done any reading at all, I am so toast now!! Well I can’t worry about it now, at least I can do whatever till that class is over.

Why is she staring at me like that?

I wake up.


[A black haired girl acting strange? I have to wonder if this anyone like the short haired girl I see so often in my dreams. She sure is close to it. And I do not have a "thing" for brunettes.]

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This dream starts off in a big city with many tall skyscrapers. I think it may be New York city but I am not sure. I am a little girl of about 5 or 6 years old. I cannot remember the beginning of the dream but it has something to do with Batman, Superman and another superhero that I cannot remember now. They find me in a mysterious temple or something and take me with them back to their base in the big city. I discover while there that, despite having a child'd body and am very old and I do not age physically. I also discover that I can fly and at nighttime I fly above the skyscrapers of the city and look down at everything below.

One night something happens and the whole city floods. Only the tops of the tallest buildings can be seen and despite that fact that many people probably lost their lives the superheroes are flying around the sky with me and laughing and joking and stuff. They also do not seem to be doing anything to reverse the flood and I wonder to myself why they did nothing to stop it from hapening in the first place.

We eventually return to a fancy skyscraper that has become a refugee camp of sorts. Many floors are occupied by people escaping the water but the very top floor is reserved for superheroes and their families and friends. The hour is late and in the main room their is a party of some sort going on and I am put into a room with other children to sleep. I am on a bed and the rest of the children are on the floor. There is no lock on the door however and many times drunk individuals, including drunk superheroes, come into the room and start arguing or fighting with each other. The noise wakes me up and I ask them to leave, pointing out that their are children trying to sleep. The last time this happens one male superhero (Cyclops or Gambit?) retorts sarcastically "You're not a child!"

The dream changes in landscape but I am still a small child. It is sunset and I am somewhere I do not recognize. It is a large hilly field, with a red brick building on one side and a forest on the other. On the other side of the red brick building is a river with a train bridge and a watch tower in the center of it. The field is also crisscrossed with traintracks that sometimes randomly change position. I am alone at first but then find my parents. We are close to the train bridge watching the trains. My mother says something about my father inhereting a train baron's fortune soon, because he is next in line. My father doubts this and says the person a head of him in inheritance is young. There are so many traintracks crisscrossed everwhere that it is almost impossible not to stand on any tracks. Trains come almost nonstop so we are constantly moving around from one track to another so we don't get hit.

Cats start appearing. Some of the cats I recognize from waking life, and other I do not, but almost all are dressed in somesort of clothing and all are on the traintracks, seemingly unaware of the danger of the approching trains, like they cannot see or hear them. I am panicking and trying to save the cats by picking them up off the tracks, just barely missing a huge freight train every time. Every time I pick up a cat it disappears and another cat appears somewhere on the tracks. My parents are indifferent and tell me that I am wasting my time. Finally that cats begin disappearing and the last cat, my first cat Bambi, is saved just and time, and she does not disappear as I hold her in my arms.

My parents are talking to a man in the watchtower on the bridge and they find out that he works directly for the train baron. My dad starts arguing with the man about the inheritance or something and my mother and I wander off into the traintrack covered field. The trains seem to have stopped for now. I look up in the sky and see the full moon and guess that it is close to midnight.My father eventully catches up to us and I ask my parent's where my brothers are. They do not know what I am taling about. I tell them that I have two older brothers but they claim that I am their only child. I think it is weird they say that because I am sure that I had two older brothers, but their denial neither upsets nor thrills me and I am quite passive and indifferent about the news.

The trains start coming again from all directions, but this time they glow neon colours and are very bright. Some are even see through, like ghosts. My dad tells me to stand my ground and the trains will not hurt me. I am too scared at first but with one train I jump away at the last second it nicks my hip and upper leg on the right side. I am scared and upset because I feel intense pain in my upper leg and hip and nothing my father says after that can convince me to not fear the glowing trains, whom he insists cannot hurt me. I cannot remember how this dream ends.

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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1st Dream:

I was in the dirt road outside of my house with my dad and sister. It was night time and pretty dark- I usually don't have dreams about the night unless they are bad or scary (I'm a day person ). We were playing basketball and using one of our cats, Uno, as a ball. I know that might seem kinda messed up- but Uno seemed to like and was just fine with it and it didn't hurt her. After using her for a minute- I wanted to use an actual ball so I spawned one in my hands.

We had fun playing for a few minutes, as our cat watched us and purred. A few cars went by, so we had to move. After about 4 went by, Uno thought it would be a good idea to try and cross the road to meet us. All of the sudden a car went by really fast as it was chased by a cop without its lights on. I screamed "UNO! NO!"- but it was too late. It was literally the worst sound I ever heard in a dream. I woke myself up right after that happened.

2nd Dream:

I was in the cafeteria, only it looked like the cafeteria at Manchester Central- not the school I go to. It was sunny out side- and I was sitting with my friends. I remember Steven was there and same with Max and a few other people. I got up to go to the kitchen and buy something. The kitchen area looked just like it does at the school where I go. As I went in side, I realized that the only thing they were selling was muffins. They had so many different kinds, but for some reason they all had what looked like celery coming out of the tops. I realized Bobby was in the kitchen trying to decide what to buy, too. I said "Hi" to him and I don't think he answered. I picked up a cinnamon muffin and went on my way to the table (I don't remember actually paying for it). I was going to sit down with my friends- but people sat down in my spot. I just sat at the table next to it and kept looking at where my friends were sitting.

Just a side note about the last dream, in the end I actually did sit with my friends. After I sat down at my friends table- someone went on 4chan but I don't really remember the reason.

Non-Lucid


I remembered my first dream since I started practicing lucid dreaming this week. I woke up a couple of times before I had this dream.

I was in my house, just looking out the window when my grandma came into our backyard with two cats. The cats looked like stray cats, puffed up fur, ugly and very ferocious. She told us she had two new cats and my mom started ranting about how cute they were. I thought 'What? You've got to be kidding me! Those cats will eat you alive!'. Then my grandma left again and I woke up, not remembering the dream.

When my alarm clock went off the next morning I didn't remember the dream so I wrote in my DJ I didn't remember any dreams this night. But when I was having breakfast and looked out of the window, I thought I saw one of my grandma's real cats walking through our backyard! It was actually just a bird, but it made me remember the dream so I hurried upstairs to write the dream in my DJ.

Totoro Encounter

I wake up to a phone call. It’s a little boy saying my dog is outside. I don’t have a dog, but I go check anyways.

Outside, a golden retriever is laying in my yard. His name is Rusty and in waking life he belongs to my friend Martin but in this dream, he belongs to my neighbor Bill. The kid got confused. I look for the boy but I see no one in sight, and the dog is just sleeping. He thought he was hurt.

I peep downwards. On the other side of the screen door is a little white totoro with a cute red cap on and little red mittens! I let him in.

He runs around for a moment and then I lift him up. Wait, this could be a trick. My anxiety kicks in and I think of what this could be: a weird listening device robot and someone is hearing on the other end what I am talking to it about? I put my finger in its mouth. It’s wet, and I feel a few baby teeth. I pat all around it, it’s fur is very very soft, like a shaved cat belly. It seems soft on the inside: no mechanical parts.



It doesn’t like this patting though and it hops out of my hands and runs under my couch. I’m sad because now I know it’s real, and I already fucked up our first meeting! I get on my hands and knees and peep under the couch and lure it out.

I hold the cute little thing in my hands. He takes his hat and mittens off and I cuddle him a little. I then remember my two cats. Shit. They smell it, and come from upstairs. He hops out of my hands and the chase begins. I feel so bad for him, I can’t catch either my cats or him. At one point, I see something ruffling under a big blanket and I think it’s my cat. I tap my foot to lure her out, and she jumps at my foot, clawing it. She feels bad and kind of walks around me in apology.

I find the totoro and scoop him up and run to the door. I am about to set him free when my cats come and think I put him out already, so they’re eager to leave. They both go out and the totoro is safe. I set him down. He begins to cry softly. I feel so bad and squeeze him lightly, apologizing.

He is very in the moment and stops crying when I cheer him up and he realizes there’s no cats. He doesn’t seem to be hurt. He scurries back under the couch with his hat and mittens. He keeps smiling at me someone even though his mouth isn’t really like that.

I false awaken. Both my cats are on my bed. A shimmer of light shines through my window and all three of us go and watch the beautiful sun set.

Both of my cats were on my bed sleeping all night. Maybe we shared these dreams

Fantasy Cousins

I am in a parking lot with my mom and my cousin Catie. We’re going to go somewhere, like Portland or something, even though it’s really late and it’s two hours there, two hours back. Catie says Patrick, her brother/my other cousin, has to come too. I like Patrick in waking life, but I scream really loud in my dream when I hear this. I don’t say anything, I’m just screaming.
Before we go to Portland, we have to stop at Heathers house for some reason and wait a long time. Catie and Patrick awkwardly sit in the living room. The house is very different than waking life. I peep into Heathers room and she’s sleeping. I go in.
She’s having a dream and she’s smiling so big. She’s talks too, occasionally. I’ve never seen anyone have such an in depth dream. I wake her and apologize because her dream sounded cool, but she said it just ended.

We all leave together. The scene changes to a very weird room, cramped and full of people. We seem to be “regular” people, while there are more “noble” people. One is an old man, very strict and military-esque while appearing wise and mystic as well. He has a long beard like a stereotypical Chinese guy. The other noble is a young girl. She’s giving everyone weird creatures to ride on. Patrick gets on back of one that kind of looks like a bear, but is clearly nocturnal for some reason and has jagged limb structures. I want to get on one, but the girl explains it’s only for males. Heather, Catie and I sit down, and I feel really mad.
The scene changes to just me and Patrick walking up this big hill. He starts to dance kind of, just moving his body in a strange rhythmic way. On the ground below us, ice forms as he dances in a beautiful pattern. I join, and the pattern becomes more intricate. We get to the top.


Fragment

I’m at school. Our classroom moves to the teachers secret library. It’s a tilting room that I’m afraid will tip over. I sit in the back, closest to the exit. The ceiling is extremely high and there are bookshelves that reach it, toppling with books. I hate myself because I keep saying absolutely everything on my mind, whether it makes sense or not. I blame it on being really tired.
Later, we go to a gym. The gym has a giant weird rotating machine in the middle. The teacher comes up to me with a paper I made, and instead of an essay we drew pictures. Mine had a wand made of a marijuana plant, and she said I shouldn’t be so risqué.


Fragment

My mom wants weed, so I call up my friend Dylan and ask about it. He says some obscure date, but my mom goes and visits his apartment anyway. Outside there is a sack of seeds and she thinks its hers. She goes in and he says it’s not, so we leave.


Fragment
I'm shopping with Heather and Tyler. In one store, Heather buys me a jacket. In another, we all look at a display case of jewelry. There is a watermelon mood ring that Tyler wants. Heather wants some earrings (her ears aren't pierced), and I want a little hand clasp with an eye on the palm.

1. I found some cats that were part domestic and part wild. The really liked me. I was petting them and they were all purring.

2. My friend slept with a considerably older woman, and she was very insistent on them having a relationship. My friend was not into it at all.

3; I go into some coffee shop but not for coffee. I give the guy at the counter $100. He seems pissed off. I feel a huge wad of cash in my pocket. I see a ghost car outside so I leave and start walking towards the station.

1. I'm in a room filled with cheap vinyl furniture. The room is full of people, and it's hard for me to find a seat. Once I do, an old man comes up to me and tells me that I have taken his seat. I find a new place to sit, in a big armchair, and look around. All the people are sitting silently and just staring off into space.

2. I'm in a car that is absolutely stuffed with people and luggage. There are cats somewhere in the car. I can hear them meowing.

3. I am in a huge penthouse suite, overlooking the city from one window, and the harbor from the other side. The apartment is circular shaped and has a big domed skylight in the middle. This is my apartment, but I'm having to move out in a hurry. I'm frantically throwing things into boxes. There are cats in every room.

4. I'm walking down town with a friend. We look up at the tall buildings, and she tells me about how she likes to stand on the tops of them. and hit golf balls out into the city. I tell her that it probably causes a lot of damage. "Someone has to," she replies.

I was outside my parent's house on the lawn outside the hedge. Two of my friend's were with me. I had some sort of small device which could send people back and forward through time. My friends were begging me to press the button and send them forward through time. I did, and I could see them speed up into the future. It's hard to describe the visual aspects of this. I looked around me, and there were cats everywhere. For some reason this made me want to do a reality check. I couldn't think of a good one to do at the time, so I tried sticking my finger through my palm. It didn't go through, so I decided that I must not be dreaming. Stupid reality test.

I was at some large outdoor event with tons of people. There was loud music playing, and I really liked it. My parents were there, and my dad said something that offended me, but I can't remember what.

From another night which I forgot to enter:
I was walking along some outcropping of rock that went way out into the ocean. The water was bright turquoise-blue, and there were all kinds of giant sea creatures swimming about. All different kinds of whales, dolphins, manta rays, etc. I even saw a narwhale or two. It was so beautiful and calming.

Last night, I was dreaming about seeing a cat. It was a very large cat, pretty colors, kinda like caramel, white, and almost strawberry colors. It was left out from someone's home who no longer wanted the cat. I felt sorry for it and layed next to it. I realized that this was a mama cat and she had milk. I wondered where the kittens were or whether they were dead. I took the cat into my house alone with my 3 cats that lived with me. (In reality, I have only 1 cat). I bathed the giant cat, soaped her up, rinsed her, gave her food, led her to the litter box which was terribly tiny for a creature as large as she. She was a very gentle and relaxed cat who did not want to leave my side.

Anyway, I also dreamed that I was trying to have a lucid dream. This wasn't a lucid dream but I wanted to have a lucid dream in the dream. Well, I must be closer.

1/13/11

1- Failed Planning
I have gone to take the SAT, and for some strange reason Mitchell, my friend's ex-obsessionboyfriend, is with me. He is supposed to be taking the test, too, and my mother is going to pay the fee for him. However, his name does not seem to be on the list. "Can't you just print him off an answer document?" My mom asks the lady.

"Did you even sign up for this, or were you just planning to take it on a whim?" I ask Mitchell in annoyance.

"Sign up?"

I try to explain to my mother that he didn't sign up and that no, they CAN'T just print off an answer document because the College Board deals with that and they would need all of his information. She refuses to listen to me and keeps arguing. I glare at Mitchell, who still does not appear to know what's going on.

Later, he has somehow angered a mob of crazed tourists. I learn that there is some sort of zombie virus outbreak, and that he has tricked the tourists into giving them these tickets that are used to gain passage into a zombie free zone. I snatch the tickets away from him after I chase off the mob. "Why did you take all these in the first place?"

"I needed them for autographs!" Oh my god, what an idiot, I think in disgust.

"Autographs? What the hell are you talking about?" I notice that all of the tickets have the initials RL scrawled on the back of them.

((Also, it seemed like Samael was involved in the whole ordeal, but I can't remember how.))

2- Street Punks
I am riding the school bus, and for some reason my dad is sharing the seat with me and this other girl. She asks my dad why he's coming to school with me. I suddenly wonder the same. What in the world is he doing on the bus? Without learning the answer, we arrive at school and I wander down the hallway. What class am I supposed to go to...? Something is wrong with my memory. I end up at my AP United States History class. "Oh yeah, I have APUSH first period," I remind myself.

But where is all my stuff? Is it in my locker? I go to my locker and find that someone else's stuff is there. "Did we have a locker change again?" I ask a nearby student.

"Yeah, it's really annoying when they do that. Should have waited 'till the next semester."

I remember that my alternate locker number is on my schedule... which is in my locker. Great. ((BTW, there is no such thing as a locker change or an alternate locker number. Yet another false memory.))

I go to the office and find a bunch of band students playing jingle bells very unenthusiastically to a tall, official looking lady. They finish as I enter the room, and she claps happily. I hesitantly approach the lady. "Um, I don't know if you're the right person to ask for this... What is my new locker number?"

"You're number 18," she says cheerily, without even looking at a list. "I placed you myself. See, we try to position everyone based on their abilities."

"Okay... 18. Thanks." How does she know who I am? What abilities? I mull the question over and walk out the wrong door. I get it right on my second try. "Great," I say to myself, embarrassed, "I definitely have 'special' abilities, alright."

At that point I "wake up" in my car, pouring sweat. Ugh it's so hot in here... I look around and note that I'm in the student parking lot. Weird... I don't think we even have school today. Was I sleep driving? I'd better call my mom and let her know where....

My thoughts trail off as I RC and become lucid. All worries assuaged, I observe my surroundings. It is sunny, and though the parking lot is empty, there are people walking everywhere. I happily get out of the car and decide to go on a walk. No telling what might develop along the way.

It isn't long before I come upon a gang of boys who are playing with a yoyo. The youngest (who is about 10) accidentally slams it on the ground and breaks it. "Oh no," he moans. "If Carlos finds out about this, he'll kill all of us." I notice what is in my hand at the same time they do. One of those rubber yoyo's with the flashing lights inside of it. Well, then...

I break into a run, and they all jump on motorcycles and come after me. I'm fast, but they're faster. I make it to a bridge several miles from my house before they catch up with me. Well, I gave them a chance. They chose not to take it.

With an evil grin, I leap into the air just before the bikes would have run me over. They skid to a halt and glare up at me, unfazed by my unnatural performance. I am suddenly hurdling through the air directly at the largest gang member. My foot slams into his chest with enough force to knock him off the bridge to his death. NOW they look appropriately frightened. I make short work of the others. Now only the youngest is left. I do not intend to kill him at first, but then he holds one of his dead comrades in front of him as a shield. This angers me. "Stupid street punk!" I yell as I beat the life out of him.

3- Playing with Energy
I am listening in to the Elders' meeting without their knowledge.

"What? The youngest son of the Uria clan has run off?"

"He is a disgrace to his family."

"What of the eldest?"

"Her position in this matter is unknown. When asked about it, she merely said, 'These things happen.'"

I roll my eyes and place the headphones back on the table. Stupid old bags. Is it really so difficult to understand why my brother ran off?

My uncle walks in the room, and I look as innocent and meek as possible as he goes into his usual speech of upholding the family values, blah blah blah, and I'd better not end up like my "wretch of a brother."

At this point, I RC and become lucid, exiting the role of this Uria character.

I go to the back door and walk outside, thinking about the Queen (yet again) and wondering if I should try to contact her. I am still contemplating this when I look up and notice Sadie sitting nearby with two other cats. One of them seems to be massaging the other's shoulders. At first they look similar to cats I'd previously owned, but then they change slightly and I no longer recognize them.

The one who had been getting the massage runs over to me and bites my hand affectionately. I pet her and ask her what her name is. No answer. "Come on, you can tell me." She still doesn't answer. I look at her black and white companion. "Hey, cat. I know that's not your name, so speak and tell me what it is." No answer. "Sadie?" Sadie turns up her tail and ignores me. "Hmph. Fine, be that way." I ask the cat that I'm petting one more time what her name is, and I hear my stepdad's voice behind me say "Betty."

"Betty?"

"Yeah, that's her name."

He and my brother walk up and start horseplaying. I notice that whenever my brother goes to throw a punch, I can see his energy fly from his hand and hit Chris before the physical impact. "That's interesting," I say. Chris takes some of Steven's energy in his hand and forms it into a ball, then throws it at me. "Ow!" That really hurt. He throws another one, but this time I catch it and examine it closely. I let my own energy flow into it; the ball goes from being clear to swirling with black and purple energy. "Interesting," I say again. I throw the ball at Chris. At first it sticks to my hand and absorbs back into me, but I make a new ball of my own and throw it. I have terrible aim; it lands several feet away and creates a mini explosion.

I notice it's getting dark out, which is a good indication that the dream is getting unstable. I wake up before I can do anything about it.

4- Canoeing
I am watching from above as PJ and a few other people are canoeing in a beautiful wide river surrounded by an evergreen forest. The dream tells me that this is in Detroit, Michigan or maybe Delaware, I can't remember which. I know it started with a D.

So... first dream-bits of the new year.

1. Riding horses to pack down soil that was recently plowed up.

2. Eating entire bags of carrots and celery at a picnic because I didn't want a ham sandwich.

3. A strange version of Bejeweled keeps booting itself and my laptop up.

4. Finding our family's cat, Sophie, in a cabin at a national park that had evidence of a bear break-in.

5. Investigating a strange hotel where the exterior doors all lead to different dimensions. One of my expedition partners has a wolf on a leash. Near one of the doors, there's a falcon of some sort with a reddish-brown back sitting on a dead tree. I say something along the lines of "Hey, Mr. Falcon" and it perches on my arm. As we all head toward the door, I notice a hot orange glow through the cracks of the door. The wolf starts straying in the opposite direction while its handler tries to pull it back toward the door. I ask the falcon if it thinks going through the door is a good idea, and it responds negatively. So instead of exploring that part of the hotel, we end up eating falafel and scrambled eggs from a food cart.