Dex's Workbook

Hey there! My name is Dex, a student stuck in that awkward space between high school and college.
As a youth I was very aware of my dreams. Most mornings I would wake up to the ending of a dream, even if it would be gone by the time I was dressed. The thoughts and visions that would enter my mind intrigued me, although I didn't care enough to ever document my experiences. By the time I entered high school, my connection to the dreamscape began to fade. It felt like there was less and less time in the mornings and the evenings to be mindful of my dreams.

Half way through my freshman year I began meditating. My closest friend embarked on the journey of discovery with me, and together we learned, through each other, through ourselves, and through the peace we had found. Into sophomore year we explored, we experimented with cannabis together, and later on, the entheogens LSD and psilocybin. It was around this time my interest in my dreams, and the desire to explore them was rekindled.

Junior year I moved. The circumstances are unimportant (for this part of my story), but the result of the move threw me off the path I was so happy to be on. In a way, I'm ashamed to have adapted so poorly, and allowed the change to alter my path so greatly. For some reason I stopped my meditation, as did my desire to dream. It was around this time I discovered the tulpa phenomena, although I was too occupied with the reality, and not ready to embark on that journey. This awkward, painful time lasted until about halfway through my last year of high school.

Finally I got back on course. I discovered this place, but only managed to scratch the surface that was the WILD section of the site. I read up on some of the techniques. I was interested, but perhaps a little overwhelmed. Once more I began to practice meditation, and the self-awareness techniques discussed in Sageous' excellent guides. For a while (A month? More?) I tracked my dreams nightly. Again I began to remember my dreams, sometimes for the morning, but often for longer periods of hours, even days.

At the same time I rediscovered the tulpa phenomena, and began to focus more and more on creating sentience. For a while I struggled to fall into the devotion that the task demanded. But I fought hard. And I grew pretty damn close to this person. More on this later.

Eventually there was a second crash. I'd like to attribute it to a bad, bad mushroom trip, although it was a number of factors. More on this later.
I struggled with self-imposed depression for a while. And around the time I graduated, I pulled myself out of it.

The last bit of time between then and now was spent moving with my family into the mountains and falling back into my old habits. It's beautiful up here, and I feel that after all I have experienced, I am once more ready to explore, my consciousness, and all that encompasses. I pulled up an old bookmark, www,dreamviews,com/WILD/, and began poking around. I read some more. And then I got to typing.

This website is really a special place. So many people looking to learn, many looking to teach. More than anything, its a place for people to share their stories, and in a way, the burden of their dreams, and lives. At least, that's how I see it :tongue:

When I found this section I knew it was exactly what I needed. Somewhere to log my dreams, and someplace that is reactive to what I input (Kinda like a dream, no?). I'm going to try my best to log my experiences every morning. I started this post at a bad time (Its now 3:00AM :lol: Shouldn't I be dreaming? :cackle:) so I don't exactly feel like setting any more goals beyond that, but there is plenty of time for that to come.

I'm going to keep the above post intact; I'll use this second one for any updates, questions, or comments the future might bring.

Two or three themes last night:

-I was in a park, lush and well kept, with clouds threatening to storm above. The layout of the park was bowl shaped, empty in the bottom with bushes and trees dotting the rim. I remember climbing some trees, seeing some other people, and having some conversations with them, but I have no clue as to what I/they said.

-I also remember driving from a friends house to this park, or from the park to a friends house. Probably both, I vaguely remember swapping between the house to the park a few times.
--In the car the city around me was reminiscent of Chicago.
--The friends house had three or four bedrooms, no common area, just one snaking hallway. The walls didn't quite go to the ceiling, there was a gap I could look through, placing it at about 6 feet off the ground. All the walls were level, and the ceiling just kind of floated. I remember thinking it quite odd and unlike anything I had seen before, but didn't connect it to a dream. I remember having a room there?

-Finally, at some point in the dream, I remember going onto this forum to log the above, and seeing three more short posts by myself and two by a moderator. I tried reading them, and I did gleam some information but it has all slipped my mind by now. I did at this point know I was dreaming, because that simply wasn't possible. I didn't quite wake up, but I was stuck on this one webpage, only able to look (Scroll) up or down. eventually I either woke up or forgot where I went from there.

Welcome Dex! It was interesting to read your background story. I had a strong connection to my dreams in childhood along with lucid dreams and then completely stopped paying attention to dreams at some point around my early teens until a few decades later bringing me to my current stage of rediscovering lucid dreaming and the wonder of the dream world! Congrats on getting your dream recall up by the way!

Yes definitely use your workbook to log your dreams and you can also post any questions that you have and I will be glad to help in any way that I can.

No dream to record today, my internet is being pretty skittish. If its down I'll record into notepad and eventually dump here.