Xanous' Dream Journal

#309 - FILD/DEILD - 5:41AM

I awaken from some dream where I was trying to find my car. I remember to try FILD but for some reason I interlocked my fingers and placed my hands on my chest. I used only the index finger of my right hand to tap. I am not sure if FILD worked as an anchor or if I was already set up to DEILD but it was only a few seconds before I felt vibes. My hands became extremely uncomfortable and with effort I pushed my hands out in front of me and slowly got out of bed. I think of goals but the dream is super unstable so I begin rubbing my hands as I wander around.

I find myself in the kitchen and there is a woman who looks a lot like my wife's boss. She's wanting me to make coffee. I am not sure if she told me to do it or if I just knew that's what she wanted, but that's what I began doing. I told myself to just play along and go for the ride while I wait for stability. Basically, I was fully lucid but I gave up most of the dream control and just watched the scene play out.

I have some sort of stove top peculator and electric coffee maker hybrid on the stove. I fumble with a filter and the grounds. I pull up the water and realize I am loading a metallic carafe. I quickly switch to a glass one. She's already trying to get a cup of coffee but it's just starting. I say something about it being super strong but she can just add some hot water to dilute it. Suddenly, the dream fades out and I partially awaken.

I go back into DEILD mode and the vibrations start right away. I decide to wait a little while hoping the dream will come to me without my having to struggle so much to stabilize. Sadly, I quickly lose lucidity and have a false awakening.

I am in bed but I am doing either a podcast or a radio show. I only hear the audio but I am having a conversation with the woman from my kitchen and some man that sounds a lot like John B. Wells. The woman was talking about her version of the dream. She says there was so much poop on the floor and I was having a hard time keeping up with her coffee drinking. I figure the poop part was only in her version but the coffee making was a connection. I shout out, “COFFEE! THAT'S A HIT!” The man starts talking over me but I jump in again, “SHARED DREAMING! WE DID IT! THAT'S A HIT!” I calm down a bit now. “Wouldn't you say that we were in the same dream?”
The woman says something like she thinks maybe it was but she's not sure.
I ask, “Will you do me a favor? Write it all down in detail and...”
The man starts talking over me again asking the woman some unrelated question. She replies to him totally ignoring me.
I become desperate. I feel like this was a signification dream exchange and they aren't seeing it. I beg, “Guys... PLEASE.” The dream fades and I wake up.