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Come to think of it I do remember a fragment from today:

Book too good to not finish writing but original author is dead.

Nice recall Friday and Saturday morning! The multiple teleporting dream sounded very interesting!

Grr, one of those nights when I recalled something in the middle of the night, failed to write it down, and by morning recalled nothing. There may or may not have been something about the order in which things happen???

We moved. It seemed to be a smaller house in a small town. We did not think all things through including laundry. Apparently the plan now was to take all the shirts we owned to the dry cleaners, and that was a lot of shirts. My husband was surprised to learn that I do not use cologne daily. He seemed to think it helped with not wrinkling shirts. Did we forget the trash cans in our old home?

My thoughts: these past few days, I have been feeling like I am missing something in my self evaluation, something important I do not get. I think this dream reflects that unease.

From dream interpretation stand point, a smaller house can mean a too narrow minded outlook or confining myself to too narrow a set of ideas. The clothes are an image thing, may be about lack of self confidence in the image I project. The lack of trash cans may be about not rejecting old ideas efficiently enough, inability to let go of stuff.

I think lack of self confidence and lack of creativity may be my current issues, hopefully just temporary.

On Friday morning all I could remember was Playing Pokémon Go in my dream but catching only regular types of Pokémon.

Today I remember the following:

(1) Called back to get my old job back but then I at first say I will only accept it as part time contractor with understanding that I will be looking elsewhere for a new job, but then I refuse even that, and explain why I refuse that job in front of everyone including client who funds the project.

(2) Connection made between meal of fish and bread and wine at restaurant and communion.

We go with a friend to restaurant.

(3) We stayed at a hotel and they damaged our car by putting the wrong kind of gas into it. And then we stayed there again and they did the same thing to our other car. Out of some reason our cat was with us when we went to the mechanics. There was a woman at the mechanics who wanted to help take care of our cat. She gave her a water dish, put a dog leash on her. Also she seemed very concerned when we insisted it was not time to feed the cat. The cat looks hungry she said. This cat is always hungry, but she cannot always eat because she is slightly overweight we explained.

(4) I sought to meet with funding client of old job at a restaurant based on an enigmatic note from her that did not actually mention the name of the restaurant but had me guess it. I showed up, she did not. My older son was there for some reason. We waited a long time, then got some complimentary food.

Lots of food in my dreams.

Your cat must have needed a service. One gene different and it would be a car.

Superman1 LOL, you are right.

My dream today:

I was at work. Suddenly realized I had missed all meetings of the day, and this was supposed to be a day full of meetings. I did not know where the time went since I did not remember doing anything. I could not figure out what time it was, so I rebooted my computer, and then it showed a time past 10pm. Past 10pm?! Out of some reason another coworker was still there too. I panicked. I had failed to pick up my kids. Why didn't anyone call me?! Why didn't my alarm go off to leave work?! I tried calling their after school care but of course no one answered just a voicemail that they are closed. Were my kids with child protective services?! Or did my husband get them? I called my husband. "Are the boys with you? Please say yes." My husband said "One of them is." Me "what about the other?" "Our older boy is with two girls from school." (Out of some reason that did not bother me.) "And the younger?" "He is with me at work. I am at work. He is very bored and sleepy." I think I was still trying to figure out how all this could happen when I woke up.

I was hosting a Christmas dinner with friends of ours coming whom we seldom see but who are very dear to us. I started cooking late. Was making some sort of risotto and pork and some veggies but felt like more was needed but was running out of inspiration. Needed help. Called my husband but he suggested that I engage my friend's help instead. She was willing. I needed to show her first what I had made so far but realized my husband must have moved it somewhere and I could not find it. I tried calling him again, but I had no voice. So my friend called him for me. He had put the food in the oven so it would not get cold, but I was worried it would dry out too much, and also while there was food in the oven it was not the food I had prepared. In hindsight, I notice the kitchen was not arranged like my actual kitchen but I did not notice that in the dream.

Dream 2: I was a boy in the Middle Ages, climbing the ramparts of a fortress or abbey, when suddenly part of the fortified wall rose up and started to swing overhead. I was cowering down. Then the monks came out and started walking on the ramparts. They had meed, and one of the young men asked for some and got a generous amount. The young man was showing us all theeed he got, enough to share. He wondered whether I had tasted it before and offered me some, but I declined. He was saying that the way I keep hiding they were assuming I was a runaway slave, but if I was not I should stop hiding because it is making others nervous. I said I was not a runaway space but was a servant and my master was angry with me so I ran away, but I had not been his property, still did not want him to find me. Then someone found out that my master was dead, so no need to hide.

Dream3: Our home had hiding places we had not known about. And in one such hiding place we saw one of our cats cuddling with another cat identical to her, and there was yet another cat identical to her too, and we could not tell which of them was our cat, and they were all sweet with us, so it seemed instead of two cats we now had four cats, and three of them identical.

Two fragments:

I think I was involved in drug trafficking, but trying to get the main drug dealer arrested, but problem was that police were very peculiar about what kind of evidence they would accept. I think the main drug dealer was a woman.

My husband wanted to get our house cleaned more thoroughly, hire a company that used a certain strong chemical which we had to provide. Problem was to get postman to notice that we wanted to send a note to this company.

This morning I was too exhausted to write down the fragments / dreams I remembered, and by the time I fully woke up, they were gone.

You've been doing really well with recall…a few lesser nights is normal. That middle ages dream sounded intriguing. It's those kind of dreams that get me thinking where they come from and I start thinking far out ideas wondering if there is any way they could have anything to do with past lives or even information encoded in our DNA from out ancestors. That last idea was actually the subject of some recent research I was reading about where they found specific fears passed between a generation or two of mice. A mouse was found to have had an irrational fear of some stimulus that only his "grandmother" or "mother" had been conditioned to fear…something the subject mouse had not been exposed to yet. Very intriguing.

Yup, it is intreguing.

And I decided also to give myself a bit of a break, just a couple of days. I had been pushing myself too hard, and it was stressing me out too much and exhausting me, so now is the time to take it a bit easier for a bit, before plunging right back in.

Of course, my idea of taking it easier may be pushing it for some other people. I just did 40 minutes of Yin yoga, which is the kind of yoga where one is taking stretches beyond their previous limits and holding still for 3-5 minutes per position. It is painful yet satisfying and restful at the same time. Kind of weird.

Still not sleeping well enough for good sleep and this is affecting my recall. Still, two fragments:

I was working on some me sort of complicated homework for English class, where I had to read and do art and crafts and plant a plant and write an essay, all part of same project.

I was worried that I would be laid off. Others were due to budget. And yet son of someone got one million dollars. Though in my dream he was the son of someone important in the company, in reality this was my stepfather's older son.

Nap dream: while on highway on ramp scraped driver's side mirror against a wall.

All I remembered this morning of my dreams was that there was not enough financial aid for college.

I may not recall any dreams today, but I did make a major sleep related re-discovery:

I had been having trouble with rising out of bed lately, major trouble. Too tired to get up, need major will power and lots of time to overcome.

This morning I woke up at 4:30. It was still an hour before my alarm goes off, and usually I would have tried to fall back asleep. But then I remembered that 1 hour is less than a full sleep cycle. I felt awake at 4:30 and was able to get up without any trouble. I bet if I had tried to fall back asleep my alarm would have woken me in a phase of my sleep cycle when I would not be ready to get up at all yet again.

So my rediscovery for today: getting up when I naturally wake up is so much easier. I knew that before, but forgot to apply it.

I spent the last hour half of the time meditating (yay, good) and half of the time browsing online (should not have done that, but hay I am not delayed by it for a change). It is my usual wake up time now, and I am wide awake and ready for the day. Now time for some yoga exercising.

Dream competition started!

I remembered one dream:

In my old job things were not going well. So I made a call to an older employer, and they suggested they could do a corporate take over of this job. (Strange that I would consider them preferable since they were not good employers.)

Meanwhile my coworker S. offered that she would give me and two others a ride home after work. I agreed even though I had a car with me and there was nothing wrong with it. As I was sitting in the car with the others waiting I think for the driver who had forgotten something inside, I feared I may be late to pick up the kids from after school care, but thought that at this point I was likely to be late even if I took my own car, so I staid with the others. Toward the end it occurred to me that probably the other two lived closer and would need to be dropped off first causing further delay.

Edit: My thought is that this was yet another one of those taking control of the situation versus choosing not to be in control type dreams. In the first half of the dream I choose to take control but make a poor choice, and in the other half I choose not to take control and again it seems a poor choice. So maybe the point is that what makes a choice a good one is not whether or not I choose to take control?

I will now start posting competition related dreams to dream journal section and linking from here.

Day 2 competition prior to WBTB: nice Russian young man - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

Day 2 competition after WBTB: Must Go Back to Bed - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

The post WBTB dreams while non lucid definitely show the WBTB was on my mind.

Night 3 competition: Kidnapped by an actor - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

Night 4 competition: cockroach infestation - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

The above fragment. Plus a failed WBTB. Failed to fall back to sleep. Grr.

I have a sense that I may have remembered even more just as I woke up, but by the time I got to writing it down, three dreams, still not bad, though none of them were of particular interest to me.

Competition Night 4: Family Visit, Old Job, Buying Sweatpants - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

Just a gruesome fragment. Why?

Animal Bodies Buried in Flowerbed - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

It's been almost a year since my last lucid. That sounds almost like the beginning of a confession.

Anyway, I had a LUCID this morning. It wasn't much, it was burry, and didn't last. But it was still so good to have a lucid again. I am guessing it's because I have been meditating almost every day for the past two months, so my self awareness is higher. Hopefully this is not just a fluke but the beginning of a new round of lucids. I should start doing reality checks regularly again.

Here was today's lucid:

I was sitting at my computer at home, trying to turn the monitor on, but it wouldn't turn on. And then another monitor that was not even connected turned on, and it moved in front of my other monitor, facing away from me.

I got up, and headed for the living room, where my husband was sitting on the floor, and I said "I managed to turn on a monitor that was not even connected. You know what that means?" And I swear when I started speaking I did not know, but at that point I realized it, and so I continued, "It means I can fly!" And so I lifted off and hovered in the air in the living room. My ability to fly confirmed what I had just figured out, that this was a dream. Alas I noticed it was very blurry, not vivid at all. And my husband did not really look like my husband, kind of faceless, but I knew it was meant to be my husband. I said "Why don't you join me?" And was satisfied to see him lift off the floor as well. But the dream was already fading, and I woke up for the day.

Congratulations on the lucid and the steady meditation practice! It is nice to see a familiar face I haven't seen in a while.

The dream certainly fits your experience and looks easy to understand, and monitor.