Tygar

Date: 4/3/2014 (Wed)
Total sleep: 7 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization, reviewing DJ
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras
Fell Asleep: 9:45 pm
Dream 1 Title: (Fragment) Looking for a location to shoot a movie
Dream 1: I am driving in my car with John C (a guy who used to work for me). We are on Rt 146 south. We are coming up on a golf course on our right which may be a good place the shoot or movie. I pass the golf course and pull into a “U” shaped driveway of a hotel. **Jump** I am in the hotel dining room. It is breakfast time. I am sitting at a small table. There are other people walking around, or sitting at tables. I see Patrick Wilson (the actor). He is caring a plate of food away from the buffet. I am trying to catch his eye because I want to tell him that I was very impressed with his character from “The Watchmen” movie. But he walks past me without making eye contact. **Jump** I am outside, standing on a low hill overlooking a golf course. John C is next to me. We think that this would be a great place to shoot our movie. I wake up.
Dream 2 Title: Missing class due to crime spree
Dream 2: I am in my house, only it looks more like house of my childhood friends. My daughter and two of her friends are with me. They are very scared and whispering to me that someone has broken into the house. The house is very dimly lit. I know the burglar is on the second floor. I move to the stairs as quietly as I can. I climb the stairs and into a small hallway. I can go into the room on the left or the room on the right. I go left. The room is very messy. There are piles of cloths scattered all over the floor, the bed, and the dresser. The only light is moon light shining in through the window. I see a boy (about my daughter’s age standing near the window. I move forward quickly and grab hold of his left arm. He doesn’t resist. I tell him that the police are on the way (although I didn’t call them). I take him down stairs. He tells me that his older brother is on his way with a van. They were going to clean the house out. I open the front door and see a bright yellow van backing up the driveway. I run out. The driver must have seen me because he starts to pull away quickly, but he swerves onto the grass and the two right wheels go off a small hill. The van tips to the right and rolls over into a muddy ditch. Just then a police car pulls into the driveway. I look past the van, to my right, and see the Quinsigamond Community College campus (although it looked very different than reality). I know I have to get to class. I walk away from the crime scene and onto the campus. I meet up with Sheryl F (a woman I know in RL) who is the class with me. She is very upset and on the verge of tears. I ask her what’s wrong. She tells me that her van was stolen. It was her work van which was full of radiology equipment. She was afraid that she would lose her job and have to pay back the tens of thousands of dollars to replace the equipment. I feel very bad for her. We are down by a street and the police arrive. There is a large crowd of people there. Sheryl gave information to the police. That is when I realize that my car has been broken into. Someone had broken my driver’s side window and taken some stuff from the car (but I have no idea what stuff). I explain this to the police. I realize that Sheryl and I are going to miss class because of this mess. I am even more upset at this point. Sheryl and I go to find our professor. We walk a short distance and we find him. His is walking to the classroom. He is also running late for class. We briefly explain the situation and he tells us not to worry and that we don’t have to attend today’s class. I am very relieved. Sheryl and I decide to find a vending machine to get some food. We walk to a building (which look like one of my old grade schools). I notice that Mr. T is walking right in front of us. He looks like he currently does, in his early 60’s. He stops just inside the door, blocking our way. There is a “Rocky III” poster on the wall. It is a picture of him in his prime. He is staring at the picture and is noticeably upset. Sheryl and I try to comfort him. We tell him that he is still in very good shape for his age. He takes his shirt off and begins to flex his chest at the poster says, “I still got it. I can get back to lookin’ like that!” We tell him that he definitely can get back. Sheryl and I walk away (forgot about the food) and head to another building. I see a small brick building with large glass windows and a glass door. It looks more like a small store than a school building. I know this is where our class was being held. I know it is time for class to be released. I also notice a pumpkin next to the door. The door opens and a stream of children (8 – 10 years old) come out. All are wearing Halloween costumes. At the very end our professor comes out, only he is Svengoolie (horror movie TV host) and he is riding a horse. He rears the horse up and waves to us before riding off. The light from my alarm wakes me up.
Awake: 4:45 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 5; D2 = 9
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 4; D2 = 6
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 5 min; D2 = 15 min
Emotions: Nervous, Fear, Anxious, Anger, Relief
Dream Signs: School, Celebrities, old friend’s house, shifting scenery, old friends, strand situations (break ins, theft, van tipping over)
Notes: I took some B-5 and Chorine last night, but all it did was give me mild heartburn. I reviewed some dreams in my dream journal. I did some meditation along with mantras and visualization (becoming lucid in one of my prior normal dreams) I really felt the joy of being lucid and approached everything with a very positive attitude. I did mental tags for the first dream of the night (Night Owl, shooting a movie, golf course) which did help me remember.
Text Search Experiment: I was very aware of text all day.