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Had a number of vivid dreams but was lazy writing them down. It seems longer sleep time or WBTB is almost impossible during weekends with so many people around.

Total sleep time: 6.30hrs

Fragment1: I was in my hometown, in one of the parks. I was a healer girl, whatever that means. In front of me is Antonio Banderas, I am thinking about his eyes.

Fragment2: Classmates are looking for my high school teacher but can't find her

Fragment3: Back to my hometown, talking with my mom. She is expecting me to go out and meet my wild friend. I express some concerns about that. ( I meet him often in my dreams)

Fragment4: Some game-like list with 5 scenarios

Dream5: I am in our current place. My old landlord has left some note about a girl coming. This girl is now in our apartment and is using my hair dryer. It begins to smoke and I worry about that. She then intentionally breaks a wire and the hair dryer does not work any more. I become mad and begin beating her. My hands bounce back from her, I can't hurt her, she continues to irritate me so I continue pounding on her...

Woken up. We had a noisy breakfast. Guests went out for a walk. I tried to take advantage of the situation and went back to bed. I was drifting off when they came back. Put the headphones on, tried again. I was getting nicely numb and relaxed, watching a dreamlet about dreaming and recall, when one of them decided to knock on the door. Because my drifting away has been interrupted so many times, I feel super tired now.

Just a few more days....Then I will be meeting my parents in another town for a spontaneous get together *RC* We will be sharing the same room *RC*? My father snores like a tiger. I can't believe this isn't a dream, maybe it is. *RC*

Lucid
Dream
Non-Dream

Dream 1:
I am on a mission. Sark is there. I am transported from my small plane to the water. I travel on some strange box-like boat that can only fit one person into a cave at the edge of the water. My father is behind bars on one end of the cave, and Sark is behind bars at the other. They argue and eventually some kind of agreement is reached. As I am leaving, I mouth "you're good" to Sark, and feel quite stupid about myself for saying such strange things.



*Note: Sark is the villian in a series I am watching at the moment called Alias. He is quite a good looking villian

Dream 2:
I was in a fight between two teams in an arena. The arena appeared to be similar to the Colmen Centre at school (large indoor sports centre used for assemblies) and I was on the mezzanine floor near the far right corner. I played a very important role in the fight because I was the healer, and a very good one at that. I used my mind power to conjur coloured mists and lights around my fellow team members to heal them. I could also conjur red sparks to attack the other team. Sometimes I also summoned red clouds which caused intense itching. After a short struggle, we won the game.

When I finished I went down the stairs and sat on the ground with these two little girls. The ground was covered in brown bark, trinkets and toys. We picked up the toys with chocolate balls in them and popped the chocolate in our mouths. I decided I didn’t want to go back to class, instead I would stay here with the girls. One of the girls left and I discovered that the remaining girl was quite intelligent, despite her young age. We talked in all seriousness for a short time. Much to my dislike, the teacher that had been patrolling the area spotted me and the girl. However, she only told me to sit on a chair instead of standing up. Shoving an extremely tall chair beneath me, the teacher made sure I was sitting down and then left.

Eventually I decided I had to go back to class. But for some reason I was in Brisbane Grammar School (another school around my area) which was apparently connected onto my school. I tried to find my way out, seeing that there were many students that I recognized who were also lost and trying to find their way out. I followed them for a little bit, thinking it was better to stick with somebody I vaguely knew than to go off on my own in a foreign place.

I vaguely remember there being love in my dream, but I don’t remember if I was the one feeling it or somebody else was. Or possibly I was, then I changed characters. I specifically remember being with my close friend Amsie and there was a couple kissing next to us. We were laughing about it and timing how long they kissed for on my IPod. We recorded 2 minutes and 34 seconds.

I was in some kind of arena again. I was on one side of the arena, but I had to quickly get to the other before I became trapped by the water in between. The water was quickly rising and I had to race across the sand. There were others in front of me that seemed to have no problem with running across the sand, yet I was significantly slowed by it. However, I still made it in time.

The scene changed. An evil rainbow, white gremlin/alien creature forced me to become a replica of itself. The creature in fact, looked a little bit similar in body shape to Squidward from Spongebob. I had to go around a shopping centre and dance with a line of people in pretty dresses. Or, to be more accurate, dance with a line of dresses with people. Some of them judged me on my dancing out of 10. I specifically remember receiving a 4 because I did not know I was being judged. The second score I received was a 7, which I was quite happy with. At the climax of the dream, the police/judges discovered what the evil gremlin thing was. I waved my hands and signalled that I was just a replica. I was not the evil gremlin thing, it was. From there I had to run for my life around the supermarket to escape the gremlin. I shook off my disguise as I went. It all turned out well in the end, although I do not remember the specific ending.

Side notes: I woke up at about 2:00 am after my first dream, but did not wish to move and write it down. I regret this greatly as I can only remember a tiny fragment from this dream which at 2 am sounded amazing. I wish I remembered more from my second dream also, because I know there are exciting parts that I cannot recall.

20.07.2011

Healing a restaurant owner in bankruptcy (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Let's see if I get into the habits of writing down my dreams again... not that I do not recall them, it is I just do not find time to do so.

I was walking in town. It was about time to have lunch and it was very warm. I entered into a small restaurant, very traditional and old school. I was surprised there was such a place in the US.

The place had five tables, all of them, where empty. I ordered a three course meal, for just $7.50. I was thrilled as I missed these places from Spain, as in the US, there are no cheap yet good places to eat.

I finished my meal pretty fast and paid my bill. For some reason, the waiter, who was the owner, knew I was a healer and asked me for a healing. I accepted.

First, I performed my Heart Chakra reading (as I do on waking) I told her that I was sensing despair, sorrow and a very deep sadness. I told her that I was sensing that her sorrow was related to the restaurant, that business was not right. She started to cry and told me that the restaurant was not going well at all and she might needed to close it down. I gave her some advice, tried to find a way for her not to feel horrible and gave her my energy healing and White Light shield.

Suddenly, the restaurant was bigger and I gave a healing to her husband and to someone else. I also read the Tarot of a third person, but I do not even recall what showed up nor what happened.

I was now in a big house. The restaurant owner's house. She had several kids. In addition, uncles and nieces lived in the same house. They looked poor. The owner (the one I read the Heart Chakra) told me that she needed to pay her mortgage as well as paying me, for my services. We went to a Money Gram. She and a couple family members (probably uncles) went there with me. She got like $2,000 and gave me $70 for my services. I told her I was in deep appreciation with her and that I planned to visit the restaurant more often. She told me to please do so, that I helped her a lot and she would be happy to pay me a few meals.

1/17/11 - Quarter Pieces
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I was with my dad at a little bookstore, somewhere downtown. I was looking around in the manga section. I didn't see anything really interesting, so I wandered around the store until I found a room seperate from the rest of the store. I went inside, and found shelves filled with books from a single manga series. I was amazed; there was only one copy of each volume, and yet there were enough to fill all the shelves. I loved the way the covers looked; each had a sparkly design on the front that glittered even in the store's dim lighting. I started reading them, and was about halfway through the seventh book when my dad found me. He said we had to leave, so I left with him, reluctantly.

I found myself in an abandoned building, with a single floor, holes where doors and windows should be, and graffiti covering the walls. Two boys walked in, one about my age, and one about ten, both with dark, shaggy hair. I hid myself from them, and my view of the room was switched to third person. The older boy was looking at some of the graffiti. I noticed one in particular - it said "iJustine" in big letters. The boy also noticed it, because the paint used to write it was dripping down the wall. It was still wet. Suddenly, I was seeing in first person again, and Justine and I jumped out from our hiding places. (I hadn't noticed before, but Justine was also hiding in the building.) The two boys were shocked. We started beating the crap out of them, especially the younger one. Afterwards I felt bad, so I asked them how I could make it up to them. The older boy asked for "two quarter pieces," so I reached into my pocket and pulled out a wad of money. I had ten bucks and a bunch of quarters, so I gave them one quarter and Justine gave them another. The two boys then ran off with what we'd given them.
I realized that, because I had $10, I could go back to that bookstore and buy a couple volumes of the manga that I liked. I ran out of the building and down the street, suddenly finding myself in a different scene. I was in the sparkly manga room in the bookstore, picking out which ones I wanted. My dad came in again. He told me that we were late for something and that I'd have to buy the books some other time. We both left.

Hannah was with me then, and we were sitting on some rocks by the ocean. It was just past sunset, and a bunch of other teens were with us, but I don't think I knew any of them. We decided to go swimming, so we all jumped into the water fully clothed. It was a little cold, and the current was strong. A boat passed by, and a big wave rushed over us. I found myself being pulled under, and I thought that Hannah was on top of me. I struggled to swim to the surface, and in doing so found that it wasn't Hannah pulling me down; I was tangled up in something, probably seaweed. When I finally freed myself and swam to the surface, I found myself looking up at an old Inuit woman. The current had somehow carried me far away, under ice, and into this woman's igloo. The hole in the floor that I was looking at her through was supposedly used for ice fishing. I scrambled out of the water and onto the floor, and collapsed, panting and shivering. I think I blacked out. From what I could figure out, the old woman used magic to heal me, but it also caused me to change into a white leopard, and though I could change back and forth at will, it would always be a part of me.

The scene shifted to what I think is a week later. I was staying with the Inuit woman. The view was third person.
Remember the dark-haired boys from earlier? The older one had, apparently, been injured on the ice and abandoned. The old woman had found him and brought him back to her igloo. He was unconscious, and the woman was using some healing spells on him. It must have been similar to the ones used on me, because he kept shifting forms, from human to wolf and vice versa. When she finished, he was human, and seemed to be asleep. She put a blanket over him, and left the house to gather food or something.
The boy soon woke up. He seemed really confused. He got up and looked around. He noticed a leopard's tail(mine) flicking back and forth, sticking out from under a blanket on a cot by the wall. He crept over to it slowly. I switched back to first person, and rolled over on the cot. The boy froze. I stretched and climbed onto the floor in front of him. He looked as though he might try and attack me. He also looked... really hot. I could see the wolf in his eyes.
I stood on my back paws, and transformed into my human self. "It's just me," I told him. He looked really shocked, and a little nervous too - probably because of how I kicked his ass before. I tried to make it clear that I liked him now and wasn't going to hurt him.
I woke up then. Darn, he was so hot too...

I think it may be important to know if you're about read the following description of my dream that I'm an adult woman and don't have any children. In my dream I knew a little girl (maybe 5 or 6) who could heal people with her energy. I was standing in what seemed like a courtyard outside of her school, waiting to pick her up, and I was thrilled that I would get to see her; my mother was there, sitting on a bench nearby, and I was telling her I was so excited for her to meet this little girl. Soon kids came spilling out of the doors, and finally she walked out behind the other kids, and I picked her up and was swinging her around in the air. I remember she was wearing a hoody that was almost obscuring her face. While I was swinging her, she seemed to shrink in size, until she was doll sized, and she looked sad. I sensed that she had tried to heal somebody and failed. I stopped and said, "What's the matter, honey? Why do you look so sad?" and she said, "I just can't do anything right anymore." With that, she was letting go of her own life energy, and she slumped in my hands, dead. I was so overcome with fear and despair I tried to cry for help with all of my might, but all that would come out was a wheezy gasp. I looked at my mother, and she was asleep. I kept trying to yell and finally I did - really - and woke myself up yelling (scared my poor dog half to death!) and with a crushing feeling of loss. I have my own ideas about the meaning, but would welcome some different ones for consideration.