Thread: Raklet's Dream Journal

Originally Posted by raklet

Nov 18, 2007. 5:00 a.m. A non lucid dream

I awoke at 1:00 a.m. knowing that I had just finished a dream, but I could not tell what it was. I thought to myself "oh boy, not another night of this". I laid down and went back to sleep. I awoke at 4:00 a.m. from another dream, but had a vague recollection of it this time. I was using a large excavator to dig a hole. "That's a little better I thought", and then I went back to sleep. I again awoke at 5:00 a.m. with a pretty good dream to write down.

Track Practice

I was at a large outdoor track watching students practice the 300 meter hurdles. The track was a beautiful red/orange color with white striping. It surrounded a lush field of green grass. The students running the hurdles were having a hard time doing so. They kept banging into the hurdles or missing their steps. Having been a one-time state champion hurdler, I decided I would go over there and show them how it was done. I remember walking past the hurdles on my way to the start line. The hurdles were very high in one lane (college height), standard height (high school) in another, and very low (practice height) in a third. The standard and practice height hurdles had the normal hurdle shape, but the very high hurdles were different. The bar across the top was the same as regular hurdles, but instead of thin aluminum legs, it had these thick square columns holding up the hurdle bar. The columns were at least 3" square, and they were covered in a thick padding to protect people from banging into them.

I arrived at the start line and decided that I would run the standard height hurdles. The kids that were practicing had already run on ahead and I remember thinking how pathetic they were as I watched them run. I got myself set and then started. I realized that I was in trouble before I even got to the first hurdle. Thirteen years without practice had made my legs weak and my muscles tight. I knew they wouldn't stretch up as far as needed to clear the hurdle. When I got to the first hurdle, I tried kicking my leg up and over, but it just wouldn't go. I had to settle for kicking the hurdle bar and knocking it over so that I could clear. I continued around the track kicking over each of the hurdles. As I went, I realized how far out of shape I had fallen. With some sadness, I realized that I was no longer state champion material and never would be again.

After I realized that I couldn't run the hurdles any longer, I decided to settle on running a couple of laps around the track. As I ran, I felt revitalized and fleet of foot. I enjoyed the feeling of the wind blowing through my hair and the sun on my face as I ran around the track. It was starting to get dark and the coach called us over to the field for after-practice conditioning. The coach had us form into three rows of five people each, but instead of making us run sprints or some other standard form of conditioning, she had us do a Britney Spears and Gang choreographed dance. As we were performing our dance, she instructed us to visualize an evergreen tree in our head. "Focus on the details, one, two, three. Dance, throw your arms, see the leaves, one two". It was a strange combination, but as I danced and visualized I could see a sky and clouds form, and then a tree. The color hues were over saturated and the images looked like cartoons, but it was still a vivid picture that formed. When we had finished forming our images, the coach told us to go home and look at the details. "Notice the details. Look at the bugs. Notice where they have chewed on the leaves. Take it all in."

300m is not a standard distance is it??? Anyhoo, there'll be a reason for that number. 3" suggests the number 3 is important (yes, I know you thought of that number in hindsight). Hurdles could mean obstacles in life. Awkard but not dangerous (padded). However it was harder than you thought, and you had a feeling of not being good enough. You will have had that feeling before.

3 rows of 5. That number 3 again. Also 5, 15, 35 and other magic can go on with dream-maths!!! Probably one of these refers to your age when the memory was formed.

Your running felt good. Contrast this with the hurdles. Sounds like you feel better if you avoid obstacles in life. Are you faced with many challenges?

1,2,3 ... that number again.

The last part is a bit strange. Dancing like that I suppose is tree-like in a dream-logic kind of way. The coach will be an inner part of you that likes to get you motivated probably. I didn't get the tree bit. Perhaps concentrate on how it felt.

And the number 3. Something age 3 or something from 3 years ago I'll guess.

Hey, racklet, I'm glad you got a decent dream last night.

After the trouble with the hurdles, I'm glad you got a chance to enjoy running. I love the way it feels to run in dreams and not get tired.

Hope you have a good set of dreams tonight.

Originally Posted by Burned up

300m is not a standard distance is it???

Yes, actually it is. American track and field has moved over to the metric system for all events (wish they change everything else too). The 300m race is standard in high school all the way through the Olympics.

Originally Posted by Burned up

Anyhoo, there'll be a reason for that number. 3" suggests the number 3 is important (yes, I know you thought of that number in hindsight).

Actually, I didn't think of the number. I was just guessing at size and remembered an object that I had welded in the shop that was similar in size (3"x3" square tubing) Hurdles could mean obstacles in life. Awkard but not dangerous (padded).

Originally Posted by Burned up

However it was harder than you thought, and you had a feeling of not being good enough. You will have had that feeling before.

Yes, you are certainly right about that. I know what my strengths and weaknesses are and I feel my inadequacies frequently.

Originally Posted by Burned up

3 rows of 5. That number 3 again. Also 5, 15, 35 and other magic can go on with dream-maths!!! Probably one of these refers to your age when the memory was formed.

Hmmm, I couldn't remember how many people there were so I made up some numbers that were a best guess.

Originally Posted by Burned up

Your running felt good. Contrast this with the hurdles. Sounds like you feel better if you avoid obstacles in life. Are you faced with many challenges?

Depends on the obstacle. Some I tackle with gusto. Others I dread. I like things that are concrete, that can be solved with reason and logic. I'll take on large difficult tasks if they fall into this category. On the other hand, I don't do as well with problems that are subjective and have no solid answers. These scare me to death (but my job requires that I face them and work through them on a daily basis).

Originally Posted by Burned up

1,2,3 ... that number again.

Again, made up to fit the dream.....

Originally Posted by Burned up

The last part is a bit strange. Dancing like that I suppose is tree-like in a dream-logic kind of way. The coach will be an inner part of you that likes to get you motivated probably. I didn't get the tree bit. Perhaps concentrate on how it felt.

It actually felt good. Warm and fuzzy. I'm terrible at visualizing in real life, so I felt proud of myself that I could create such a picture.

Originally Posted by Burned up

And the number 3. Something age 3 or something from 3 years ago I'll guess.

No memories from three years old, but three years ago, I did give up my computer career (concrete and logical) to come back to the farm (lots of subjective decision making with few concrete answers).

Although I have been nay saying the number 3, I do find it interesting that I would repeatedly choose that number to describe my surroundings. Perhaps my subconscious was saying more than I realized.

Congratulations on your first Lucids! Looks like you have a good start on your Journal. Lots of dreams already!

Originally Posted by Caradon

Congratulations on your first Lucids! Looks like you have a good start on your Journal. Lots of dreams already!

Thanks. I'm totally hooked. I've never cared for journaling before, but I never miss a day with my DJ. Reality checks suffer a bit (note to self - do more RCs).

Originally Posted by raklet

Thanks. I'm totally hooked. I've never cared for journaling before, but I never miss a day with my DJ. Reality checks suffer a bit (note to self - do more RCs).

No! You'll get hurt!! Well do them, but be careful!

Originally Posted by raklet

No memories from three years old, but three years ago, I did give up my computer career (concrete and logical) to come back to the farm (lots of subjective decision making with few concrete answers).

It could be that. If it feels it might be right then run with it until subsequent dreams and experiences prove it wrong. That's what I do anyway!

Originally Posted by raklet

Although I have been nay saying the number 3, I do find it interesting that I would repeatedly choose that number to describe my surroundings. Perhaps my subconscious was saying more than I realized.

Yes, either way the number 3 is on your mind (or, rather, bubbling under). When recalling objects in dreams, it's worth stating size, age, quantity etc without thinking about it - as you did - to tap into the same mystery that made the dream in the first place. Well, that's what I read on Jean Teresa's site a while back. It makes sense to me, for the reason you give.

No dreams last night. Nothing.

Ebony and Ivory

Nov 19, 2007. 3:30 p.m. A lucid dream.

I felt tired and laid down at 2:10 p.m. for a nap. I immediately fell asleep and woke back up at 3:00 p.m. I didn't have any dreams, but I felt like I could close my eyes and drift off again. I immediately drifted into the following dream.

A muscular (body builder muscular) black man and a beautiful (and beautifully shaped) blond woman were walking along a paved path at the head of a beach. It was summer time and there were lots of people milling around the beach. The man was wearing a black and white pair of women's bikini bottoms (floral pattern) . The woman had on the matching bikini top (very skimpy, lots of curves) and a pair of blue and white men's board shorts. I assumed that they had traded bottoms for some reason. They were talking to a skinny, freckled, red-headed guy and it appeared that they were being mean to him. It wasn't long before he stormed off the scene.

The woman asked the man if he was going to the pool party. He said that she should go along and he would join her shortly. Once the woman had left, the man pulled out a cellphone (from where I don't know, he certainly didn't have any pockets!) and called the skinny guy. He told him there was a pool party and that he should really go. He gave the guy directions to get there.

The scene changed and the man was at the pool party. He was sitting in a rectangular hot tub. This tub was lined in blue tile and was set into the cement patio. The woman was sitting in an identical but separate tub that was right next to his. As they were talking, the skinny guy showed up. The woman got mad at the man and wanted to know what the red haired guy was doing there. She indicated there was no way the guy could have come to the party unless he was invited and wanted to know why the man had invited him.

I was observing all of this from a third person point of view (like I was a fly on the ceiling in one corner of a room). All of a sudden, the DCs looked up at me and started pointing at the red haired guy. "Look over there" they told me. "That's right we're talking to you. Look at him. Open your eyes." I instantly became lucid and was simultaneously hit (physically) with an electric type shock that started in my head behind my eyes and then ran down to the bottom of my feet. I was jolted awake by this shock and the dream was over.


I woke up at 3:22 p.m.


Has anybody experienced the "shock" thing when they become lucid? What's up with that?

Originally Posted by raklet

The man was wearing a black and white pair of women's bikini bottoms (floral pattern) .

Ewww...

Never heard of the lucid electric shock before, but a lot of people seem to get vibrations. Maybe it's a variation on the vibration, or just a super intense vibration?

Hey that's great --another LD!

Unusual dream...kind of funny....

I've never had a shock like that. Like The Cusp said, it might be a form of vibrations. I've felt those before.

Weird. It was weird how you became lucid, and then the shock thing. It reminds me a little of my recent lucid where a loud warning buzzer went off as soon as I became lucid.

Originally Posted by The Cusp

Ewww...

Yes, that was strange.

Originally Posted by Twoshadows

Unusual dream...kind of funny....

Yeah, except that I had the weirdest thought that the woman was probably you, but since nobody called you by name, I decided it wasn't and left that out of my dream.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Weird. It was weird how you became lucid, and then the shock thing. It reminds me a little of my recent lucid where a loud warning buzzer went off as soon as I became lucid.

It just must be my thing. This has happened to me before (I didn't write those dreams down, but can still remember them well). I either get the shock, or I get a loud warning buzzer (like you mentioned). Wish I could figure out a way to prevent that from waking me up!

Originally Posted by raklet

It just must be my thing. This has happened to me before (I didn't write those dreams down, but can still remember them well). I either get the shock, or I get a loud warning buzzer (like you mentioned). Wish I could figure out a way to prevent that from waking me up!

Hmm, interesting. I wonder what that is. I haven't really noticed that happening to too many people. We'll have to ask around some if this keeps happening to us.

I don't know how that will help us prevent it from happening anymore tho.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Hmm, interesting. I wonder what that is.

Let me recount the two dreams I remember where this happened and we can compare notes.

Dream 1 (Date unknown)
I was wandering around my Uncle's equipment yard. It was evening and the sun was setting. I saw a semi-truck and trailer sitting in the yard. The truck was a vivid purple and had a sleeper cab on it. The driver pulled an air mattress out of the sleeper and asked me if I could blow it up for him. I started to wander along the south side of the shop in the yard and then on around to the back. I was still carrying the mattress even though there was no equipment back here to blow the mattress up with. It was rapidly getting darker and I could see the stars starting to twinkle. The dream incredibly vivid, yet so surrealistic that it started to dawn on me that I was dreaming. Right then, a spot on the ground immediately beneath where I was standing started to glow a dull red. A voice said (a very clear and audible voice) "Prepare to connect to the network." Then, a loud buzzer sounded (like the warning buzzers you hear in large factories that signal something is going to turn on) twice in my head. As soon as the buzzer finished sounding, I could feel myself become lucid. At the same time I became lucid, an electric jolt shot down from my head to my feet and snapped me awake.

Dream 2 (Date Unknown)
I laid down around 10:30 pm to go to sleep. I drifted into unconsciousness and was not experiencing any dreams, but suddenly my conscious level came back up. My eyes were closed and everything was dark, but a voice told me "You are now ready to connect in three...two...one." When the count was finished, I received two warning buzzes, I felt a dream starting to form, and then I got zapped with an electric jolt. The dream ended and I was awake at around 11:30 pm.

Moonbeam,

I just read your journal entry on the buzzer. It does sound very similar to what I experienced, but hey at least you were able to carry on a little farther before waking up - that's something.

I was thinking at first the connection between the dreams is that they were all long and complicated before we got lucid, but that last one of yours wasn't like that.

Strange how yours is also associated with an electric shock. The noise of mine was startling, but I didn't have that part. The way you describe the buzzer is how mine was too--very loud and "warning-like".

I sort of had dream re-entry, but it was pretty much ruined.

It sounds like you have almost been plagued by this.

The only time I ever got shocked. Is when I tried to dive head first into a TV set. I was attempting to enter the scene, that I saw on the screen.

My hands entered the screen. Then I got shocked so bad that I was knocked across the room.

That was the only time I ever felt anything like pain in a Lucid before. But, I did get shocked like that in real life once. (Not from diving into a TV though lol.) I figured I just recreated the experience in my dream.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

I was thinking at first the connection between the dreams is that they were all long and complicated before we got lucid, but that last one of yours wasn't like that.

Strange how yours is also associated with an electric shock. The noise of mine was startling, but I didn't have that part. The way you describe the buzzer is how mine was too--very loud and "warning-like".

I sort of had dream re-entry, but it was pretty much ruined.

It sounds like you have almost been plagued by this.

Shocks and loud buzzers, that sounds like SP-experiences to me!
Maybe it happens when you are on the end of a dream and your sleep paralysis is ending? (cause I think you must be already in sp when you are dreaming before you get lucid.)
I only have SP experiences when falling asleep, but it might be the same (or maybe reverse?) when exciting your sleep cycle...

I had the same experience in my lucid yesterday, with an extremely loud noise and vibrations with tensed muscles in my head/neck when I entered my lucid dream.

@Caradon: LOL getting shocked from diving into a television. Did you try it again?

@Raklet: that must be very disturbing... attaining lucidity and immediately waking up because of that shock.
If it could be that the noise is from exiting SP, I would say you wake up because you are already in the process of waking up and there's not that much you can do about it.
If it's not SP, maybe you can imagine a dream scene about an electric shock before going to sleep (like touching an electric fence) and then imagine also the part that happens afterwards, like you jump backwards and you conclude it's better to go the other way...

The Coach and His Robes

Nov 20, 2007. 5:10 a.m. A non lucid dream.

This was a long and detailed dream. So long in fact, that already I have forgotten much of it. I will have to start at the point I can remember, even though it seems incomplete to me to do this. I feel like I need those details as a context for the portion of the dream that I do remember. Oh well. It is what it is.


I am walking down the hallway of my old high school (but it is now 13 years later). Lots of students are streaming by. Some are familiar faces, some are not. A girl walks by that I used to fancy when I was in high school IRL. She looks at me and says, "I heard that you once hid in the girls locker room to spy on us, is that true?" I had never done such a thing, but for some reason I feel shame and tell her, "yes, it is true. I regret the mistakes of my past."

The scene changes. I am now entering the girls locker room. I am going to put a note in this girl's locker (I guess she must be a super super super senior of sorts now if she is still in school 13 years later) explaining my feelings for her. The locker room is filled with girls (I don't see any of them, I just know they are there) and I am crawling on the floor under benches trying not to be seen. I arrive at J's locker (the girl I fancied) and open it. I had expected there to be a pencil and paper in there so I could leave her a note, but there is not. As I sit pondering how I am going to leave a note for her, her current boyfriend arrives. He wants to know what I am doing there and tells me to get lost. I tell him that I won't. I state that I am going to leave her a note and that I need a pencil and paper. He says, "Oh. Here use these." He hands me paper and pencil.

I am no longer hiding under the benches, but none of the girls seem to be bothered by the fact that I am in their locker room. I walk over to a bench and sit down to start writing my note. Writing it seems to be taking a long time. While I am writing, my dad calls on my cellphone and wants to know where I am. As I am looking around for an excuse to give him, I look through an open door and see the coach sitting at his desk. I tell my dad, "I am writing a paper for the coach. He actually makes students work. His paper requires x,y,z." (can't remember what it was but it was something long and complex). My dad is impressed that there are still teachers that make students do real work and hangs up the phone.

The coach calls me into his office and tells me that he likes me. (some fuzzy details here I can't remember). Now the coach is talking about religion. He tells me that he belongs to a secret sect of Catholic ritualists that practice and study the supernatural. He is sad because he has lost his ceremonial robes and can no longer participate. I tell him that I have some and that I will come to his house and give them to him.

I find myself in the coaches house. I have a bag full of clothing. I hand him a hat, a yellow smock, and an apron. He sees the other items in the bag and says they will complete his outfit. He tries to take them, but I tell him that I am unwilling to give them to him. He is content with this. I watch the coach put on the hat and the yellow smock. He looks funny with his big bushy beard sandwiched between a hat and too tight smock and his white legs sticking out the bottom. I ask him what kind of supernatural things his group practices. He says, "You know, things like numbers and physical phenomena." I don't really understand and ask for an example. "Ok, I can give you an example. There is lady in our group that is pregnant. When the fetus moves it arms, the lady knows that she is moving her real arms." I'm confused and say, "Huh?" He continues, "Well, when she moves her arms in real life, she can feel those same movements in her stomach. So, this woman has a duplicate set of arms growing inside her. They are her internal arms and they do everything that her external arms do. The arms just happen to be attached to her baby - that's all."

Whoaa, that was a strange one.

Originally Posted by Sara

@Raklet: that must be very disturbing... attaining lucidity and immediately waking up because of that shock.
If it could be that the noise is from exiting SP, I would say you wake up because you are already in the process of waking up and there's not that much you can do about it.
If it's not SP, maybe you can imagine a dream scene about an electric shock before going to sleep (like touching an electric fence) and then imagine also the part that happens afterwards, like you jump backwards and you conclude it's better to go the other way...

Hey that's great advice. Without knowing why, what you say seems right. I've read that you can experience SP when waking up as well as going to sleep. I will try to imagine the fence shocking scenario, too. Thanks!

What a lengthy dream, Raklet, you have a good recall, even though this was not the complete dream. The first part sounds quite 'logical' to me (as in: not so many dream signs) and a very flowing story. Nice to read

I hope you can work something out about that electrical shock

Hi Raklet - it seems like you have two dreams or at least two consecutive themes in one dream. Lots of recall - very jealous.

Originally Posted by raklet

The Coach and His Robes

Nov 20, 2007. 5:10 a.m. A non lucid dream.

This was a long and detailed dream. So long in fact, that already I have forgotten much of it. I will have to start at the point I can remember, even though it seems incomplete to me to do this. I feel like I need those details as a context for the portion of the dream that I do remember. Oh well. It is what it is.


I am walking down the hallway of my old high school (but it is now 13 years later). Lots of students are streaming by. Some are familiar faces, some are not. A girl walks by that I used to fancy when I was in high school IRL. She looks at me and says, "I heard that you once hid in the girls locker room to spy on us, is that true?" I had never done such a thing, but for some reason I feel shame and tell her, "yes, it is true. I regret the mistakes of my past."

The scene changes. I am now entering the girls locker room. I am going to put a note in this girl's locker (I guess she must be a super super super senior of sorts now if she is still in school 13 years later) explaining my feelings for her. The locker room is filled with girls (I don't see any of them, I just know they are there) and I am crawling on the floor under benches trying not to be seen. I arrive at J's locker (the girl I fancied) and open it. I had expected there to be a pencil and paper in there so I could leave her a note, but there is not. As I sit pondering how I am going to leave a note for her, her current boyfriend arrives. He wants to know what I am doing there and tells me to get lost. I tell him that I won't. I state that I am going to leave her a note and that I need a pencil and paper. He says, "Oh. Here use these." He hands me paper and pencil.

I am no longer hiding under the benches, but none of the girls seem to be bothered by the fact that I am in their locker room. I walk over to a bench and sit down to start writing my note. Writing it seems to be taking a long time. While I am writing, my dad calls on my cellphone and wants to know where I am. As I am looking around for an excuse to give him, I look through an open door and see the coach sitting at his desk. I tell my dad, "I am writing a paper for the coach. He actually makes students work. His paper requires x,y,z." (can't remember what it was but it was something long and complex). My dad is impressed that there are still teachers that make students do real work and hangs up the phone.

This seems to be about access to the feminine part of you (I have lots of these sorts of dreams) which you really want to do, especially to find the special person for you and make contact with "her". Trouble is, "father" wouldn't approve. Father is usually our rulegiver self when we dream of him, although your experience of your father may lead you to other meanings. Either way, you are embarassed or scared to admit to "him" that you want to make contact with "her".

Originally Posted by raklet

The coach calls me into his office and tells me that he likes me. (some fuzzy details here I can't remember). Now the coach is talking about religion. He tells me that he belongs to a secret sect of Catholic ritualists that practice and study the supernatural. He is sad because he has lost his ceremonial robes and can no longer participate. I tell him that I have some and that I will come to his house and give them to him.

I find myself in the coaches house. I have a bag full of clothing. I hand him a hat, a yellow smock, and an apron. He sees the other items in the bag and says they will complete his outfit. He tries to take them, but I tell him that I am unwilling to give them to him. He is content with this. I watch the coach put on the hat and the yellow smock. He looks funny with his big bushy beard sandwiched between a hat and too tight smock and his white legs sticking out the bottom. I ask him what kind of supernatural things his group practices. He says, "You know, things like numbers and physical phenomena." I don't really understand and ask for an example. "Ok, I can give you an example. There is lady in our group that is pregnant. When the fetus moves it arms, the lady knows that she is moving her real arms." I'm confused and say, "Huh?" He continues, "Well, when she moves her arms in real life, she can feel those same movements in her stomach. So, this woman has a duplicate set of arms growing inside her. They are her internal arms and they do everything that her external arms do. The arms just happen to be attached to her baby - that's all."

Whoaa, that was a strange one.

Yes, and I'm finding it hard to get a hook on this. The spiritual part of you is present (the bit that defies rational understanding) and is offering friendship. However in the conversation at the end he tells you that there is some connection between mother and baby. But it's not like you see this, you are told second hand in a conversation that starts with (rational) concepts like physics. Nope, can't go any further and still make sense.

Superb dream to have, though.

Originally Posted by Caradon

The only time I ever got shocked. Is when I tried to dive head first into a TV set. I was attempting to enter the scene, that I saw on the screen.

My hands entered the screen. Then I got shocked so bad that I was knocked across the room.

That was the only time I ever felt anything like pain in a Lucid before. But, I did get shocked like that in real life once. (Not from diving into a TV though lol.) I figured I just recreated the experience in my dream.

I wonder if that is related. Did you wake up right away?

Originally Posted by Sara

Shocks and loud buzzers, that sounds like SP-experiences to me!
Maybe it happens when you are on the end of a dream and your sleep paralysis is ending? (cause I think you must be already in sp when you are dreaming before you get lucid.)
I only have SP experiences when falling asleep, but it might be the same (or maybe reverse?) when exciting your sleep cycle...

I had the same experience in my lucid yesterday, with an extremely loud noise and vibrations with tensed muscles in my head/neck when I entered my lucid dream.

@If it could be that the noise is from exiting SP, I would say you wake up because you are already in the process of waking up and there's not that much you can do about it.

You know Sara maybe you're right. I hadn't thought about that because I think of SP happening when WILD, and not when you wake up, but I did wake up I think; I wasn't really sure and I re-entered the dream really quickly if I did, but maybe that's all it is.

Thanks. I bet you're right. What do you think, raklet? You did wake up immediately afterwards each time, so maybe it was really happening all at the same time, and we just interpreted it each time as the buzzing happening first.

I'm glad you said that before I made a thread about it and everyone said OK you idiot that's just SP.