ZenLD

I dreamed about the city I was in but it became more developed and there were more taller buildings and apartments overall. Everything was just tighter and crowded. I was moving to a semi detached, it was a rather large one though, size of a mansion not sure why they'd wouldn't make it into two seperate buildings - maybe just lack of land. My mother was there and she did not like our neighbor to the left. It was someone I or she knew from the past. I am in the garage and sees the neighbor lady and as I head inside I see greg and another girl who were waiting for me. Apparently they had found me through another friend somehow. I invite them in and he looked sleepy so I told him to take a nap in my room or something. I am in the living room and watching a tournament of a game, wc3 I think.

The scenery begins to change and I am now in dry lands. It appears to be India. I see a young Indian boy with short hair among other Indian children and there's something special about him. He communicates to me not through words but actions. He sits down in a meditation pose in front of me, with a certain mudra gesture to meditate, buddha style mudra, rights up. Then he switches the mudra to hold the hands together above his head. I think he was trying to teach me these poses. I saw some meditation concepts through telepathy or non verbal communications.

-before sleep I intended to learn the proper meditation pose in dream

It was about how the "chi" or energy was begin generated by the kidneys. The kidneys were the key organs to generate a fiery energy that you needed to cultivate during meditation. The fire would then store around the stomach. This was the dantian along with yang chi I guess. I felt my stomach and the hard lump was there about the same size during wake. I got the message from the boy to touch his stomach, his mass yang chi at dantian was solidly pretty developed. He was totally doing it the right way, what a little yogi. I remember to remember his meditation poses.

I head upstairs and I see the tournament proceeding. The champ Th vs someone unknown. The underdog had won, I'm pretty pleased. Since human were overpowered in wake. His winning strategy involved mgs, however they appeared wider and were more realistic. There was also a new hero, similar to morphling from dota, he used it to copy the bolt from mk. Eventually I am in the game scene where their battle took place but it was only me and the children from previously there. We were just playing with rocks to simulate the battle.

-it's been a while since I played, have been watching tournaments lately - may be the cause of this scene

Nap

Had a nightmare during a nap.

It was a contest like the fear factor but the contestants were mostly students. The majority of the competition revolved around holding your breath in a clear glass tank while water was being added. It made me queasy. I am just watching the contestants and think about how I'd rather not do this. The fear likely put me forward as a contestant as the scene changed.

We were in the next competition. It took place somewhere in southern US. Country side somewhere where with swampy waters. We were suppose to use a surfing board to surf on rocky river-swamp-pond sort of water mass. There was an older guy, white hair and mostly bald who was one of the producers of this show I think. Anyways we were to swim in this swampy murky water and survive. There was a kind of mud-fish that was suckling on my hands. It was trying to eat the dirt or little planktons around it but it was beginning ot swallow my hand whole. It hurt pretty badly. I had to beat the fish with my other hand to make it let go. There was another type of swampy creature, it was more like a dark mass that just slowly dissolved things around it. Not a good experience. I recall upon awakening my hands felt numb and painful.

We change scenes and we are back in the glass tank and this time I'm one of the contestants. I try it for a bit but it's no fun so I retire. Other people were having a pretty rough time. The staff were just too slow to drain the water once the constants were giving up.

Wake


Notes:

Did not sleep too much