Xiertic

At a glance, today’s results seem so lacking after the wonderful thing I went through yesterday. That said, I’m reminding myself that yesterday was likely more a stroke of luck than anything. After how much I’ve slacked on everything lately, today’s results are much more similar to what I should be expecting for the first few days back.

Just a few scattered dreams. Nothing more. On the bright side, I’m reality checking very often without having to even think much about it. Even at home, which had been hard for me before yesterday’s lucid dream. A little encouragement goes a long way, I suppose.

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I remember nothing about my first dream except that there was some girl, and there was something about pictures of her that were really old. Yeah, that’s it.

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The next dream, oddly enough, had me hanging out with Angry Joe in a very clean-looking living room. There was light colored furniture with a glass coffee table, and lots of lights coming in through large glass windows. Don’t recall what we were doing or talking about.

Somewhere in the dream it became apparent that I had stopped doing something that was important for me to be doing (no idea what it was). Also somewhere along the line some person who I can’t remember started to make threats against me. Serious threats, though we didn’t seem to take them serious. Nostalgic Critic was there soon after that, and he was trying to figure out why I’d stopped doing my important thing. He theorized that something was stressing me out and keeping me from doing it. He then concluded that the threats I was getting might have been the cause of the stress.

I find this dream interesting because I feel like it was my mind directly reflecting on how I’d stopped the reality checks and dream journaling, and working itself through whatever stress was causing me to do that. The threats I was receiving I can’t quite figure out, though.

And I woke up from this one hearing Animals by Maroon 5 in my head.

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In the last dream I was in my grandmother’s house with Willow. We were getting ready for some sort of gathering, and Willow was making food in the kitchen. It’s not clear to me if we were living there or just using the house, but it seems that Maw had passed away. The first part I really remember from it was me coming out of the bathroom and very quickly walking back up the hall into the kitchen with her, because I found the back area of the house incredibly haunting/scary.

She felt the same and we started to talk about how spooky the house seemed. We talked about how we keep the doors to the back rooms of the house closed and locked at all times ‘cause it makes us feel safer, yet despite the locks we found ourselves constantly feeling anxious that we’d hear one of the doors open. One time during the dream there was some odd noise that Willow thought was one of them opening and it scared her.

After that convo I went into the room adjacent to the side door and was putting on my boots, and joked with her about how I definitely preferred it when she was between me and the back of the house. She laughed with me, though we both still felt really uneasy.

We theorized that maybe the house had a slow, sloth-like energy to it that was sapping all the positive and clean energy from the house, which was generating the anxiety we felt. We then debated on if slow energy really would devour “fast” energy, or if it wouldn’t be the other way around.

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Work On:
–Write down every dream the moment I wake from it. Every time.
–Dream check more at home. Make it a habit at all places, at all times of the day. Not just at work.

Current Dream Signs:
–Work
–Amy and Andy’s House (Perhaps Amy and Andy themselves as well? Unsure.)
–Yylvis, The Fox