Last night, I tried the B6 again, first consuming what I'd "absorbed" in the spoon and then washing it down with chamomile tea. I also set my alarm for WBTB's (but didn't need to after the first time, because I kept getting up to pee), and did lots of visualization and thinking about lucid dreams and my goal of meeting the former lucid dream character, whom I called "Big Red" due to his long red hair and big build, as a dream guide and asking him how to control my dreams and my emotions.
I had lots of dreams, two of which included DILD sequences when I met Big Red. I wanted the second meeting precisely because I forgot what either of us said in the first meeting. Alas...I didn't remember what he said in *either* dream, and in the first dream I didn't even remember if I'd asked him the key question, "How do I control my dreams?"
My dream reports are below.
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Earliest Dream:
vague semilucid territory. I'd heard about certain ways you could recognize dreams as dreams, but they were counterintuitive - for instance something in a dream turning out too big when I would have expected it to turn out to small in a dream. As with most earliest dreams, no specific details remembered.
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Spirit Guide Dream #1:
I was in a hotel room with my bf. [Supposed to be my current hotel room, but...places are never the same in dreams. My bf actually isn't here with me - I missed a big dream sign there.] I decided to try to see if I was dreaming yet. I jumped toward the celing light [my hotel room actually doesn't have a ceiling light] and I felt like I floated a little. That was weird, I thought, but maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me and gravity was acting normally. But then, when I was back in my bed, I saw an unclear, almost pixelated-looking very bright meteo out the window. It moved seemingly slowly for a meteor, and seemed to retrace its tracks once or twice. I was at once awed and frightened, and kept babbling on about it. I told my boyfriend, and he saw it too. Soon I realized that I was probably dreaming after all. "Yay! Finally lucid!" I thought. So I flew away.
I remembered that I was supposed to find Big Red, my "spirit guide," as I called him in the dream. I went to an indoor red wolf sanctuary, where the wolves were kept behind glass in a display, and found a heavily built red wolf and brought him out of the display. I figured that wolf was probably him. Sometime after I brought him outside, he turned into a human. I don't remember what he looked like as a human - I wasn't paying much attention - but he had a deep voice with low emotionality. He told me he had things to say about love, but I told him I had questions to ask him first. I asked him the questions, and he answered...but I don't remember what they were, or what his answers were.
Sometime after that I lost lucidity, and next thing I can remember from the dream sequence is that found my little sister in the wolf sanctuary building or someplace similar, having problems with her glasses infecting or injuring the bridge of her nose. I asked a lady if it was the same problem I'd been having, but she said it was a bit different.
[place in sequence not remembered:] Somebody called the wolf sanctuary, and a lady who works there said they only make toy stuffed animals, not stuffed real animal skins.
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Nonlucid sequence: classes and stores.
I was frequently sitting in on a class consisting mostly of older or disabled women, although one person in the class was a rich boy I knew from grade school. I sat in on that class simply because it was near my "homeroom" and so I often passed by the area while it was in session. One woman in the class had a weird backwards-S-shaped nose, with the bridge protruding. The teacher was gray-haired and slow-talking, reminding me of a teacher I'd had for a college class.
I often went to various little stores in the area, one of which had some very small bettas in bowls. One baby betta was pale blue/green, the other dark blue. They were about half the size of adult female bettas. I kind of wanted one, but thought it would be cooler to breed my own baby bettas, given that I had males and a female at home. [The female is actually at my office IRL, but I could carry her home if I wanted.]
Someplace or another had a tall betta bowl that I thought was similar to one I previously owned.
There was another store I went to with other interesting things.
After visiting the stores, I went to see that class again, and they were discussing a report/project they had to do. I thought that some of the questions being asked were hard, or that I was thinking of a lot of wrong answers to them. I talked to the teacher afterward, and told him that through sitting in on various parts of the class, I was vicariously living my nightmare of taking a difficult but interesting class - one I wanted to do well in but couldn't.
A late middle-aged woman was teaching a class full of troubled little children. One of those children was a little girl who was labeled "a pedophile" (which I figured must mean in this case that she sexually assaults other little children). She came up and talked first to me, then to the teacher. She was very friendly to me. As I started to walk away, the little girl admitted she really liked me. I figured it must be because I was younger than the teacher, and that if she's "a pedophile," she likes people better the younger they look. I made a quick exit so as to avoid causing any trouble with the teacher's operation of the class due to the little girl's attachment to me.
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Spirit Guide Dream #2:
I was at my office and noticed that my fish bowl, usually occupied by just my pale blue adult female betta, contained a small guppy (male, I think) and a little dark blue baby betta with white or light blue fins. I was excited about the baby betta, the son of my adult female, and rushed to rescue it from the guppy and put it in a little plastic container. I was worried at first that it had fallen out, but then I discovered that it had landed safely in the container. There was a plastic bag covering part of the top of the container, and the baby betta swam into this covered region and kind of peeked over the plastic bag. I was concerned he might end up stuck on the bag out of the water.
Sometime later, in a place similar to my hotel room, some skinny brown-haired guy I'd been talking to in a larger group earlier was hitting on me. I was in no mood for it, being "taken" and not liking his style, so I kept rejecting his advances and eventually hit him on the forehead with my palm to knock him back down onto the bed. He got up, and onto the floor walking towards me, and his response was like, "Ooh, fight, fuck, fight, fuck, fight, fuck...I like that idea." I left the hotel room to get away from him.
But then I thought the whole fight-fuck-fight-fuck idea would be kind of cool after all. What if I'm dreaming? I asked myself. Then, I thought, I could do what I want and wouldn't have to worry about cheating on my boyfriend.
Soon I found myself in a hotel room without the brown-haired guy, doing reality checks. I decided to try pushing my hands through a window. It wasn't working, and soon the window fell out. I recovered what I could - the screen and about half the glass - and replaced it. I considered jumping out the window as another test, and removed the window again, but then thought it too dangerous because I didn't know whether I was dreaming or not yet. So I put the screen back in place.
So I went to the center of the hotel room and tried that jump-and-float test again - the one that had failed in the last lucid. This time, I floated long enough to be convinced I was dreaming. So...time to jump out the window and pursue my agenda - spirit guide first, maybe that brown-haired fighter-fucker later.
When I jumped out the window, a city park was below me, with green grass, green leafy trees, and people playing. I glided slowly outwards and downwards. I wondered what would happen if I didn't think I could fly...and sure enough, I fell much more quickly to the ground and stumbled a bit as I landed. So then I tried being confident in my flying abilities this time, and sure enough, I was able to float toward the green leaves of a tree, partway curled up into a ball and feeling a light and tingly feeling that I associate with flying and using other dream powers. Off I went to find Big Red.
I landed on a city street with many pedestrians - a side street facing the main street just ahead. I looked for Big Red among them. Soon I glimpsed him coming from a smaller side street to my right, in his original human form, recognizing him by his long flowing red hair, which I think was tied back on the top but not the bottom, and his big build, which I think was even bigger than in the original Big Red dream, bordering on fat. He was wearing a T-shirt, of a pale color, I think - white or light blue or something. I walked quickly toward him as he headed toward the main street, calling out something like, "Hey, you!" He ignored me. "Big Red," I called, as he was starting to cross the main street and I was still following behind him. No luck. "Sir!" I yelled, almost up to him now, both of us crossing the main street now. Then he turned and faced me.
We went to talk, walking down what seemed like a path from a forest nature park. I told him that I sought him out again because I forgot what he told me last time. "I know that," he said, in the same low, calm, unemotional voice he had in the earlier dream. I very carefully and deliberately remembered to ask him, "So, how do I control my dreams?" Again, I forgot what he said after I woke up...but what I do remember is that he insinuated that something about my attitude, as manifest in my previous dreams of the night, was getting in the way of my dream control. I can't remember whether I asked him how I can control my emotions in general.
There was some more non-lucid stuff after all that, but I don't remember it.
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End of dream reports.
I may have to improve my dream recall before I can properly do something like I attempted here - getting advice from a dream character. So, I will consider this mission a partial success - I summoned Big Red and asked the most important question but forgot his answers - and move on to goals of improving dream vividness. Next agenda: to use the sensations of touch, taste, and smell in a lucid dream. Preferably all of them in the same dream.
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