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I've had a lot on my hands lately, and haven't given much thought to dreaming. I only remember a couple of dreams from the past week.

First

There is blue, and I decide to make it the sky. I fly over the earth and look down on it. It looks plastic, painted on. I decide on a spot and fly down. I wish to meet a guide there.

There is a man and a woman. The woman is around my age and the man is a bit older. He is explaining things and we are listening. I don't really get anything new out of it.

This relates to a sense that I'm having at the moment, of moving forward quickly and effortlessly, and not getting anywhere.

Second

Back as a University student, waiting for the time to go to a lecture, playing a game with some friends.

I was travelling for a week and didn't do any active effort. I was mostly very tired and slept irregularly, anyway. This one, however, was memorable enough to stay with me.

I'm drifting in and out of sleep, in an unfamiliar place, tired but cannot sleep well. When I enter sleep I'm usually aware that I'm dreaming and awareness of the sleeping body disappears. I practice flying. I start from the ground, a park with green grass. I figure I'm starting from my home town, and want to visit the Alps. I get close to the level of the lowest clouds when I hit a roof and come out of what seems like a set for a play. I wake up a little and notice I'm in a bed.

I drift of again and decide to try flying horizontally this time. I'm not moving fast enough to get to the Alps in one night. I try to boost the speed with my willpower, then start saying "faster" out loud. This helps. I come to a scout camp site somewhere in Germany. Not quite there, I need to go southwest. I look at a wooden sign in the forest trying to figure out where I am.

There is a disconnect. Now I'm in a room with a young man, a couple of sofas and a tv. He tells me I know why I'm there. I nod. He starts running a video about some spiritual stuff. I tell him I know the basics of most of these belief systems and we should get on to the real, experiential and technical stuff. I have a remote and I try to fast forward but instead, it seems, I turn the thing of. The man tells me this will take a long time if my technical skills are like that.

I get distracted and I'm drifting to a non-lucid dream, when I hear the man say something about me being impossible. I snap out of it and return to the movie. Some new age stuff. I decide to sit trough it just to please him. I wake up after a couple of seconds, however.

Finally some more recall - At some point this DJ will be all current dreams, but for now well still keep at times returning to my most classic dreams. Today though I'll go through the last night's dream. This is pretty unsanitary and has a lot of shit in it, so if that offends you don't read along. I wonder what it tells about my subconscious that I have such dreams.

Unsanitary Airport Bathroom Search
Date: January 22th, 2012
Lucid: No.

I was in an airplane, and I needed to get into a bathroom. Some butler-type guy with a neat uniform directed me to corridor to the left. That's obviously not possible in a plane so I just smoothly transitioned into what seemed like an airport terminal. There were some stalls all around the terminal were people were selling some stuff to the tourists.

A guide who looked like Mansa Musa from Civilization IV tried to lead me to a bathroom. He was really friendly and I immediately developed trust towards him. His name, as I found out later, was Navi. He said that there was a bathroom behind a stall that had turkish flag in it.

Well we went there and it turned out there wasn't any bathrooms. Darn. We ended up working with some other black dude in some kind of... Well, it seemed like our barn with it's concrete floor and wooden walls, but also it seemed like some sort of sewer. So there I was indeed just working. We were along some pipe that was spurting water full of... erm.. excrement. I had my hands full of shit due doing such dirty work. I accidentally stained the unknown worker's shirt with my shitty hands. He didn't seem to mind at first, but as I apologized he noticed the stains and seemed to get a bit upset. He splashed some shit on my face from his fingers. What was really weird that I wasn't really all that disgusted.

Dream transitioned again and this time I was wandering the city streets. I still remembered being in the airport and all that kinds of things and thought I was in some African country. Oddly enough the streets were full of white people who seemed really well off anyway. The city looked like a standard Finnish city anyway. I thought I was behind my group, or something and I ran. I ran until I saw the back of one guy I sort of knew ten years ago. I presumed it was him and at first thought that I was chasing him.

Then I got confused. He couldn't have been a part of the group I belong to. I ended up just walking behind him with no destination and with him not noticing me.

Dream transitioned again and the landscape started to look more like Finland. Land was wintery and full of snow and now I was walking along the road alone. There were woods alongside both sides of the road. I felt tired all the sudden, and some voice inside my head said that falling behind was one of the main reasons that people die in the army. Not much logic in that ending, but whatever.

I am in a meeting, in a spiritual work center. The center is made of a white tent, and the ground is made of dirt.

After speaking to the audience, i returned to my seat. A person next to me said that M, an old University colleague, had died, but
her spirit comunicated with a medium from the centre. She told through the medium that she would come back as Red King.

I thought: "But i´m Red King". And i got confused.

The girlfriend of the Spiritual Work Center coordinator explained to me that M would come back in a diferent body, but with ways (of speaking, of moving) like mine, because M always loved the way i was.

I put both of my hands in my head and and furiously, started to curse and shout out loud...none of those things pleased me at all.

The Spiritual Work Center Coordinator noticed my behaviour and didn´t liked it a bit.

I ran from the tent, and i got inside a white volkswagen and i left.

Suddenly i was in my father´s house...but i cant remember what it went down there.
The dream scene moved to a bar, full of shelfs, and those shelfs where full of books.
The shelfs where white, with golden reflections.
One of the books was inside a plastic cover, it was a collector´s edition.

The dreamscene changed once more, and i´m in my grandmother´s house.

As i was going upstairs (my old grandmother house had 3 floors) i was looking to every single room and division, and i started to think that me and my wife could put shelfs with lots and lots of books, where it used to be the office room.
I started making plans in order to buy wood and build the shelfs myself.

The dreamscene changed one last time, and i saw myself in a wheelchair...but i can´t remember why i was in it.

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Comments: This dream is part of dateless dreams series.

Im in a giant tank of water but im not scared. it was quiet and lifeless. then I saw a light gleaming off of a beautiful girls body. After seeing her something in me just clicked. I was captivated and felt a very lucid surge of emotion and purpose(to swim to her). the closer I get the brighter everything gets. I wake up when I get close to her.

notes: very stoned when I went to sleep.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

A not-so-vivid dream involving me on the computer. I only remember a very small portion of it - what was on the screen. I don't even remember where I was, or what kind of computer I was using. Maybe I could only see the screen in the dream and nothing else?

The computer screen was set to Dreamviews. I was on a thread page, and while I cannot remember the title, I had one of my own posts in the center of the screen. It looked relatively normal; the user titles and info was on the left, and the post content was on the right. My signature was missing, though, and I don't even know what was written in the comment section of my post. I had my attention on my username to the left of the post. The staff had surprised me by making me a Moderator on Dreamviews, and I was looking at my username, seeing if the processing of the change from Dream Guide to Moderator was complete. Apparently it wasn't an instantaneous change.

If someone is a Dream Guide, their username is green. If they are a Moderator, their username is blue. To indicate my account was still in the middle of processing its new status as Moderator, only two letters in my username were blue. The other letters were still green. More letters were supposed to become blue as time elapsed. Essentially, it looked like this:

Puffin

16.04.2011

Helping her/him to find a paellera. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving my car trying to find a spot to park. I was going to work and my store was located inside a mall, at downtown. This was a huge twist from reality. I saw a bike that had a small engine (but it was a regular bicycle) I wanted to park there, but the bike was taking the place.

Suddenly, I was on that bike and I could turn it on, so I moved it away and tried to find my car to park it, but it was gone.

I found myself inside a huge grocery store. I was trying to park a shopping cart inside the grocery store. There was a guy trying to find paelleros. As I was heading to work, I told him I could escort him to my store, so I did.

When we exited the grocery store, I was at a huge mall. It looked alike a mall I used to work when I was younger, in Spain. I was a little confused, but remembered well where the store was (funny enough, I was looking for the store where I used to work in Spain rather than the real Pata Negra store) The mall was huge and could not find the area where the store was.

I entered an elevator and went to a rooftop. There was a weird employee who claimed he was some sort of guide and could help me out. She told me how we could get to the other site of the mall, but it required some of my psychic abilities (can't recall which) I could see the mall was spitted in two. There was a sea between the two pieces of the mall and a tunnel would lead to one site to another.

I was walking fast and feeling bad for the guy, who was following me. He was old and he was going slowler and slower.
We entered a store to buy crafts and stuff. He was now a she. I asked another employee for help. This female employee only was going to help her if I brought her some Justin Beaver's hair (wtf... thanks Family guy -.-) I got the hair from a dream character, who looked random, but he was Justin. This lady teleported us to the area where the old store was.

We walked to my store. It was 10:38 AM... I was supposed to open at 10:00 AM, but I knew my co-workers (who were the old store) would understand. As I approached to the store, it was a mix of that old store (I could see the small fridge with cans behind the register) a mix of a craft store and a mix of the Pata Negra store (it had ham and chorizos)

EILD

Today I had a lucid dream induced through binaural beats. It was Such an awe inspiring feeling. It started off with my family in my brothers room , as we watched a movie. Something odd happened, to which my little brother mentioned that I should (somewhat jokingingly) reality check. I looked over at the clock and couldn't tell if it was 6:55 or 5:55 because it was to far away, I almost figured that that was good enough, but decided I'd walk over to the clock-which was on my computer- and make sure. The clock changed! This is the second time where the clock I'm using to reality check in my dream 1: was a logical time, and 2: only changed by a minute, going back in time. Again, lucidity washed over my body like a wave, making me smile. I remember in my dream think how clear everything around me was, but can't really remember even ten minutes after waking. I immediately asked my brother if he was my dream guide, for the second time in a dream, and he replied in a somewhat rushed or maybe annoyed way "yeah uh sorta," or something like that. For some reason, that didn't really excite me, because I immediately started heading down stairs. As I was leaving I heard him quickly giving me a chain of advice. This the third time this has happened to me, and I need to listen next time!! Downstairs, I passed by a plaque on the wall, not reading all of it. It had in order the layers of a lucid dream, all the way to the deepest layer. I wish I would have read it further, or completed a LD goal in this dream, but I didn't recite my goals before I went to bed, and didn't remember them. I think it's also worth noting that this is like 99% of my other lucid dreams, starting in my house. Anyways, moments after I walked passed the plaque, I could actually feel that amazing feeling of awareness leaving my body, almost like a drug wearing off. I turned as passed by the plaque again, but this time it only said some cheesy saying about family values or something. Soon after I woke up. Either way, this was one of my most enjoyable lucid dreams, and sorry if there's typos I'm tired...

DILD

Today I had a DILD after deciding to go back to bed in the morning. I was talking to a friend in a dark room, and at certain times I would look them in the face, and realize I had mistaken them for abided one of my friends from school. This happened twice before I decided to reality check. This time when I looked at the clock like I always do, it would only change one minute every time I would look at it. I found this bizare because normally when I look at a clock it flashes letters numbers and pictures. What happened next was new for me to. Upon lucidity, I started crawling out of my room (which I guess was where I was before, except by myself now) because I was so tired. I could barely keep my eyes open, it was like I had just woken up from the middle of te night. I remembered my goals and started licking things, I only licked two things... haha. I then heard my mom and asked her if she was my dream guide. She said "no." I kept calling out for my dream guide as I crawled down the stairs. I then asked my little brother who was on the computer, resulting in him blowing me off like he always does. It was interesting though, he gave mumbled something about how I should deild, then noticed I was waking up, and started spinning in a circle to no avail. I tried to deild waking up, but didn't maintain awareness, slipping into another dream. A false awakening where I woke up where the dream left off. This makes me think the whole experience was just a dream about being lucid?

It was weird...

★★

shaman's day

I'm walking up a hill toward and AA meeting for something. I see Bruce from Chilliwack he greets me and we go into the meeting hall. There is a card being passed around that everyone has to say. It's not a birthday card however it's for "Shaman's Day". Like an official holiday to honor your local Shaman or something. I open the card to sign in and I can see you aren't supposed to sign it any old place but there are linbes and numbers. you sign your name on the right number or something. I don't remember anything else about this dream.

She's Looking for you.

I'm walking around Chilliwack and my brother (another guide) walks up to me and says "She's looking for you". He flashes an image of a womans face into my mind. She has blond hair that is dyed, not her natural color. Her name starts with an L , "Linda, Lisa, Lisette, Leslie," or something. She has A round face, she could be white, or maybe she could be asian, the face isn't clear. She could be a half white and asian breed. It's not clear because I am looking at an archetype of her face not her actual face. She's Then Nagual woman, I am the Nagual man. I'm told She's very psychic while awake but not while asleep. I am more psychic from dreams so there will be a balance there. We will combine our talents to accomplish tasks, Possibly form a Nagual Party. In addition to being the Nagual Woman, she is also a soulmate, could very well be a lover, girlfriend, or wife for lack of a better term. She is Aware of my existence and is currently searching for me. We've spent Past lives together. My guide then tells me to go to where she is. I spend the rest of the dream walking around town looking for her.

Raven

I remember walking with Raven knight in a town, that's all I remember.

Water park

Me and my brother go to some out door festival. The whole time I see an outdoor water park with a pool and slides. I keep wanting to go to it but for some reason I am always distracted by something else. Even when it rains it is still warm and I want to go to the water park, but i never wind up going.

Doubles

Very abstract dream about doing things twice, playing the same song, doing the same job. ?Always do it twice or something.

I'm a rabbit. That's odd enough.

Well, I'm an anthropomorphic rabbit - kind of like a furry, but more realistic; I'm actually a rabbit walking on two legs, just human-sized. I'm very light-colored and I'm somehow aware that I have a strip of dark orange fur down my back, though at no point in the dream do I look at my back. I am also a cowboy rabbit (cowgirl, really, though I wasn't really wearing the stereotypical cowgirl suit) and as such I am dressed up in desert cowboy gear. Two fox tails are hanging off of the back of my hat as a testament to my hunting skills.

I am sitting in the wide open desert, on a rug outside of a tent, fiddling with my gear. Even though it is the desert, it isn't burning hot, oddly enough - the wind's blowing crisp and pleasantly cool, like on a nice Fall day. I look up and a yellow-furred mouse I recognize to be my elder and mentor is walking towards me. I wave, turn to back up my stuff into my satchel, and then begin to walk towards him. He tells me that this desert is different from others and he needs to teach me some of the dangers.

We walk in a straight line, on a path that is edged by dunes. As we go along, chatting casually, I notice that the dunes are getting more and more detailed - I'm seeing wildlife and strange, colorful plants growing out of them. At one point, in between two dunes on my right, there's a long rectangular pond edged by stones with blooming cherry trees and grass surrounding it. Underneath the cherry trees, the sky is different - there are large, puffy clouds slowly moving across the blue, reflected in the water. It's a bit like a Japanese garden, and very vivid.

We keep walking, however. One other landscape stands out in my memory. Between two dunes, there are several large leafed-out trees and colorful plants poking up from the sand. Eagerly, I step forward to walk through, curious to see what's on the other side - but my mentor pulls me back, and several seconds later a group of predatory venomous frogs between the sands. He reminds me to always look before you leap, and then says that that's enough for the day.

There's a small timeskip and suddenly I'm at home, in the kitchen, near my mother - an older plain brown rabbit wearing a blue dress. I remember the kitchen being a very dingy, small version of my grandmother's, with much less color. The windows over the sink have a view of tree-covered mountains, surrounded by gray mist and an overcast sky. (Last time I looked out in a window in a dream, I saw this same view and it was also in a dark, dingy room, over a sink. Potential dreamsign, maybe?) There is a ladder behind me leading to the attic/my room, so I climb up it.

The room is made of dark, slightly faded wood, and the ceiling seems like it was in a pattern like a wicker basket. I can still hear my mentor's voice in my head, though I didn't see him any more - he is telling me that it is almost Christmas. Indeed, as I look around the room, there are various shelves and my dresser topped Christmas ornaments, though they are scattered and disheveled. My mentor tells me to clean them up to make my mother happy, because she is sad for some reason, so I do - I go around the room and polish and arrange them. There is one set of chesslike pieces of Christmas figures that stand out in my mind for some reason; they are slightly worn and made of frosted blue glass.

Eventually, I sit back down on my bed to observe my handiwork - the room is considerably brighter and cheerier. In fact, the color itself seems more vivid, and the lighting is as if someone turned off a harsh, sterile white light like one you would see in a doctor's office and turned on a yellowier, friendlier one. I feel happier and warmer on the inside, and I am aware that relatives are coming into the house downstairs. I head back to the kitchen, which is bright and happy once more.

Then I wake up.

Note: I fell asleep tonight with a couple of goals. My first goal was that I was going to meet MoSh's guide and talk to him for a bit. I also have the continuing goal of sharing a DDO dream with Tigress. While I did have a DDO dream, I didn't manage to share it with Tigress… I am also wanting to open the locked book I found in the Akashic Records (still haven't even tried) and complete a task of the month and… and… the list goes on and on. Time to get on with the dreams for this night…

I was in a place I didn't recognize. It was a nice place. Green grass, trees… I could see houses not far off, so I wasn't sure if I was in someone's yard or not. If it was a yard, it was a very nice one. I started walking around in the yard. There was a pond there with some ducks in it. I wished I had some bread to feed them. There was a little girl watching the pond. She turned to me and smiled. She called me Raven and said if I was looking for MoSh, he was in the house. She headed for the house. I wasn't sure if she wanted me to follow her or not, but she quickly disappeared. I was unable to follow her, so I continued looking at the pond. It was very relaxing.

"Raven?" came a voice from behind me. I turned to see who it was. It was MoSh! Right here with me! MoSh! I went over to see him. I told him I couldn't believe I was actually getting a chance to meet him IWL! I said I had met him many times in dreams, but never IWL! But here he was… and this wasn't a dream… or… um… I wasn't fully convinced that it wasn't a dream. I did a RC and found out I was dreaming.

"Shit!" I said, "This is a dream!" I stopped and thought about that statement… it being a dream isn't a bad thing, that means I am now lucid in a dream. The only bad part was that I wasn't really meeting MoSh IWL. I told MoSh that it was a dream and asked if he knew it was a dream. I told him to do a RC, get lucid, and remember me! MoSh looked at his hand for a moment… then he said he wanted to talk to Victor. I asked who Victory was. He said it was his guide. I remembered the goal of finding MoSh's guide and talking to him. MoSh called him a couple of times. I wondered if Victor was able to hear MoSh just yelling. I scanned the area for energy signatures… ducks… fish… Asuka… Shawna… someone I didn't recognize! The energy of the person I didn't recognize didn't seem hostile… and it was heading towards MoSh and me, so I just had to wait for a bit. I waited for a bit while MoSh was still calling, and soon a man appeared in front of us.

The man had dark hair that was down to about the bottom of his ears, he had a short beard, he had on a pair of glasses at the time and peered at MoSh over the top of those glasses. He told MoSh he didn't have to call so loud, just do it telepathically. He looked over at me. He asked what MoSh needed. MoSh introduced me to the man, who was Victor, MoSh's current guide. MoSh said he wanted to talk to Victor, but he probably wouldn't remember it… Victor just looked at MoSh strangely. MoSh asked Victor what the plan was. Victor asked what plan. MoSh said what did Victor have planned for him. Victor laughed a bit and said he hadn't come here with a plan all laid out and intentions to force MoSh to go one particular way. He said his only goal was to help MoSh as he travels along his path of discovery… but where that path would lead would be entirely MoSh's choosing.

MoSh asked why he didn't seem to be able to get lucid lately. Victor said MoSh shouldn't stress so much about becoming lucid. He said that stress alone is enough to hinder MoSh from becoming lucid. MoSh didn't seem to appreciate that answer. He said that was easy for Victor to say not to stress about it, but not so easy to do. Victor said it is worth a try, meditation and relaxation, because stress is a hindrance to lucidity. Victor said if there is something important to be done, MoSh is perfectly capable of doing it in his deep dreaming state, just relax and let the dreams flow to him, and he would begin to recognize the distinct feeling of the dream plane.

Victor said if MoSh wanted to be lucid more often, he needs to be more aware of everything around him, but in dreaming and in waking. Subtle clues will always give the dream state away… differences in locations if MoSh was traveling to a parallel world… a different feeling when MoSh wasn't in his physical body but just in his dream body. He said becoming more aware of everything around MoSh would work like a constant reality check, so he would immediately notice any inconsistency that might signal that it is a dream. MoSh shook his head and said reality checks don't work for him. Victor asked if that meant MoSh was refusing to do any RCs. MoSh repeated that RCs don't work for him. Victor said this isn't so much of a RC method as a method of recognizing the distinct feel of the dream plane. He said MoSh should take a short time IWL to just take in everything his senses can receive, see how everything feels… then, once in the habit of taking a moment to just feel what his senses can tell him, MoSh would do that in a dream, and the feeling would be distinctly different. He said MoSh is already doing that sometimes, the times where he finds himself spontaneously lucid without ever having questioned reality. He said that is where MoSh's subconscious recognizes the different feel of the dream. He said it should help for MoSh to use that technique consciously.

MoSh looked over at me. He didn't seem too pleased. He said he'd been hoping to get something useful out of his guide… I commented that he should be lucid right now… he said nope, he wasn't. That statement made no sense… how could he realize he was speaking to his guide in a dream and not consider himself lucid? I told him he was dreaming, so become lucid now. Do a RC. He looked at his hand for a bit, then pointed at Victor with his pinky. Victor's appearance changed into a spectral cloud of energy. Blues and whites flashed around inside Victor. MoSh stopped pointing and Victor went back to his normal form. Victor was looking at MoSh strangely. I said now all MoSh needed to do was remember this dream, and maybe take a moment to see how the dream feels. He looked at me and said he wouldn't remember the dream. I asked why not. He said he wouldn't, then he disappeared. D'Oh! Where had he gone? Woken up? I looked at Victor for a bit before I woke.