Language of the Sands and more to come...
I will label these as lucid/non-lucid:
12/2/7 (non-lucid)
I am at my Grandmothers house (in the dream she has passed, but she is alive in real life). She has passed on a vase, that I have admired since I was a youngster (this vase does not exist in real life). I looked inside and find a medallion. The medallion has a symbol that flashes, for a moment, when I hold it in my hands. The symbol is the same as what is reflected on the outside of the vase.
I am then at a marketplace. This lady is in charge of a large sandbox. It stands waist high. Above them is the sam symbol. I try to ask about the symbol, but she does not understand me. I, then, place my right hand in the sand and draw the symbol. As I draw the symbol, I find that I am communicating through the sand to her. The way I move my hand in the sand, makes a certain sound. It is an old language; a lost language. She gives me a book about this language.
Then a red sea creature comes by me. It is full of rage. Then I see blue sea creatures, swimming. I go toward them. They have me join them. When I get in the water, I am transformed into the blue sea creature. We swim together and it feels good, natural.
Then we go back to land. We become human. They go into a building. While in there, I try to change back to being a sea creature (to go off on my own), but am unable to do so. Two of them come back out and speak to me. They explain that Mexico (where we are) is not part of the collaberation, which is why we are still able to be human.
They taught me how to become a sea creature, again. They said to blur everything, don't concentyrate. They explained that we are now family. We all go swimming again. I find this old structure and explore it. As I am doing so, I am spying on one of them. He is telling some of them that I am a past member that had killed one of them before. I felt that I may have been a past member, but not a killer. I approach the group and they point to a wall, that has my name on it (mispelled). This was the name of the killer. I believed it was a trick. This was not accurate.
The leader of the group (although he disagreed) needed to sentence me to execution, just due to accusation; a steadfast rule. It was also known that once sentenced, the sentence could not be removed. I was going to my certain death.
Although, I knew I was innocent, I felt it was important to play by the rules. I did not resist. As they are hooking me up to be executed, the leader speaks quietly to the executioner, who then releases me and kills the accuser. The leader and I were long lost family; he knew the accuser was the one who had murdered the old member. This is why the exchange occurred.
Dream Character, in 2 different dreams, one right after the other (semi)
3/1/8 (semi)
I don't remember much of the dream. However, I do remember this character. In the first dream, I see and hear him. He is humming a tune and seems out of place. Then I am in a different dream (at a grocery store) and hear the same tune. I look behind me and find the same man. He smiles, as I say, "This is the second time I have seen you". He then squats down to speak to me. He tells me something and then the dream is over. He told me that I can not do this alone. That I need to follow my path with others and that otherwise I will be doomed to fail.
Strength and Determination
03/05/08 (non)
I dreamt of a teacher (old martial arts techniques) and his wife. He explained to his wife that he would teach those who were able to reach this pouch. The pouch was above this window sill, that sat at my necks height, and hung on a tree branch.
I overheard their conversation and thought I would give it a try. I put my hands on the sill and was about to give up; but then suddenly, I decided that I could do it and nothing would stop me. I then magically had such strength and determination, which led me to the top of the sill. I was able to reach the pouch and it contained some smooth stones.
Him and his wife were surprised, but happy that someone was able to do it. I explained that I had overheard and that was why I tried (not just out of free reason). This did not change anything in their minds. His wife then asked me if I needed a permission slip. I laughed, and then said, "What, from my husband?!". Then, the teacher laughed. I explained to the woman that I was 35 (hence no need for the permission slip) and she seemed surprised.
Been awhile...Dream of squirrel; a warning?
5/22/08 (semi)
Dream: This morning I was slightly asleep when I saw a squirrel in the road. It looked at me and appeared to be dying. It was in pain and hunched over. I tried to concentrate to change the direction of this squirrels fate, but woke up before anything was final.
Odd: I came home from work and heard a strange sound above my driveway, in the tree branches. It was a squirrel, barking. He was looking right at me. I felt like I had maybe killed his mate, but there was nothing under the car. So, as I approached, I noticed a humming bird flying around. Then the sqiurrel started cleaning its face and had those soft eyes that cats give you. Then, I noticed a pair of white doves on the branch just behind the squirrel. All this was an unusual occurance and struck me as odd.
I was just watching them and then I noticed, after the heavy winds from last night, some of our tree branches are caught up in the wires. A definate fire hazard. A warning...? (Thank-you.) I have written my landlord to let him know of the situation.
Skeleton made of sand; squashed, due to free will.
5/23/08 (non)
I was with someone else. We were looking over this ancient book, when I saw my maiden name mentioned as a contributor. I was excited, and said so to my companion.
Then the theory, from that passage, was attempted. A skeleton started to form from sand. Mostly, I saw the rib cage and a blur of a head. Nothing quite solid. Then, the one with me, stepped on the skeleton and squashed it back into sand. My companion stated that the theory is not correct because humans have free will.
That was it and I have been mulling it over in my mind all day...
interesting.
Green/blue lined fog; child savant
5/27/8 (non)
A fog lined with a greenish blue color, on the bottom, was moving to cover over the entire world. Television and radio signals were going out like a wave. People were going to sleep.
I was with a child (a boy) and we tried to find shelter, but settled on an outside table. I told him he will be okay and to just pray so that when he opens his eyes he will see God.
Then I began to write everything down-a historical transcript; so that, if anyone survives or if anyone comes to our planet they will know what happened to everyone.
Then I saw others who were not yet asleep (btw, I was getting tired as I was writing the history; but, I wanted to stay up as long as I could).
~then a piece is missing~
Then, the world appears to be as it was.
A child appears (again, a boy, but I am not sure if it is the same child or not) and tries to get a point accross to David Letterman :shock:. The boy speaks as if he is educated beyond any college dregree that could be earned. The child has stacks and stacks of books he has written. A few with pictures of aliens (from another planet) heads.
David Letterman seems to finally take notice. They (not sure who "they" are) chose the child as their speaker, since people will notice a child savant. At this point, I am not sure what he is trying to say...
...something about dimensions, helping us to advance (via the fog), and our need to advance.
Dimensions and time alter, in this magical house
6/21/2008 (non)
I dreamt of a little girl that had wandered into a magical room and disappeared. When she had approached the door, the handle was round and had a distinct marking, but as she opened the door the handle flashed and changed its marking. Once she was in the room, the door shut and the handle changed back to it's original appearance.
Her family and friends-of-family went looking for her, knowing full well, she had gone upstairs and could not have passed them downstairs. When they went into the room she was nowhere to be seen.
Time passes, dimensions alter and here I am, other than my original location. I approach a house that seems protected, from time and different states, as well. When I open the door, a couple, who are within the house, ask why I am there. I say I am looking for a lost child. I had been sent there, by my dream companion, due to my inability to laugh anymore. This dream friend had told me I would find the reason in this house. I had been here before, he had said.
They didn't want me to come in and stated that there was nobody else in the house. I decided to go in and when I did, the handle flashed and the door shut; I would not be allowed to leave until I recovered my ability to laugh. The couple had been there for 200 years, but had not aged a day, physically, since they first entered the house. This was why they did not want me to enter.
Later, I was allowed to leave, but time will have passed at a much faster scale than while in the house. When I exited, many things changed (it was almost as if the house had been a time machine of sorts).
New insects and a spot of time or telport
Okay, this time I did it in word and then copy pasted! Happy again :)
08/06/2008 (non)
I had a lot of dreams last night! I still remember a few…
Inspects, Spiders, Morphing bird:
I dreamt of a dusky room, it was underground, but still had a sliding glass to a window well leading outside. The room had many insects and spiders. I observed.
I first noticed a yellow spider, that had more of a reptilian skin (almost like a toad), but it had the eight legs. One of them was being beaten down by a daddy long leg. This showed me that it wasn’t as tough as the daddy. However, it was cunning. It knew my every move. It found its way to my slipper and blended in with it.
Then I noticed a metallic looking insect. It was elongated and had a vertical bump. It was shiny and gray. But, it was an insect. Come to think of it, the yellow spider was shiny, too.
Then I saw this black, gray and white speckled bird with a fluffy plume. It was morphing the whole time it was flying and walking. It seemed lost, but I had a feeling it was intelligent and asked if it needed help. It changed to a more human form and affirmed that it needed help. He told me his name, but I do not recall it. Then on his way out the sliding glass, he stated he was a friend of the fox and would let the fox know that I assisted. At this point, I realized I may have stepped into the middle of something (The fox vs. whom ever…). Cool dream.
Explosion:
Then I am behind a glass observing a few people outside on a deck. There is a rust-colored metal disk that is close to the deck. It has a 3-D graph-type appearance and has red writing on it. I couldn’t read the writing. Only half of the disk is showing, as the disk is so large. People are commenting how they should go inside and were calling the disk by a name, but I cannot recall the name. Then there was an explosion. A cunning young woman stated she believed the explosion was planned so that people would remain afraid and not explore. There didn’t appear to be any land in sight; only the deck and the sky was light blue…
The last dream I recalled was the transport:
A woman had spent her entire lifespan researching this experiment. She was very excited because she felt she had completed the project. She had placed a beacon at different locations within different dimensions. These were like transmitters and receivers that communicated to bring an object to its intended location. She had succeeded in sending a non-biological item through and bringing it back. Because she had succeeded, she was going to send herself, next. My place in this dream was as non-existent observer. However, I knew that if she went forth she would not succeed because they had not experimented on the biological factor yet. As the observer I felt this and projected it to the characters, at which point the mentor (an older gentleman) explained that the human transport might not succeed. The reason was that the beacons knew how to communicate with the non-biological items; but, because they were not biological themselves they would not be able to understand the signals and the human would be lost somewhere “out there”. In the end, they decided on more experimentation.
Ancient Elephant Ceremony/Jeweled Gold Trinkets/Lost Girls in Spirit World
8/17/2008 (non)
Dream 1:
Dream of Elephant Ceremony:
I dreamt there were mounds with four corners, made of brick. There were palm leaves, interconnected, to allow water to pass around the mounds. This would wash away any negativity left from this life. You see, the mounds were a place of death; the elephants' last place of rest. The ancient elephants had all died from cancerous brain tumors. These tumors had been caused by rays emmitted from the energy used by the attackers of the elephants' caretakers.
My group and I decided to try to rebuild one of the mounds, to see how the caretakers had done it; brick by brick. Then, we noticed, the attackers had found us! We ran down these tunnels that had snow covered ground, but the snow was not cold. I looked for any footsteps, to be sure to wipe them away as we traveled. The attackers still followed. They rode another creature that helped to increase their speed.
When we reached the end of the tunnels we needed to jump down the cliff. When we reached the bottom, we saw a large ancient city and realized the caretakers must have followed this same path. It seemed there was nobody around, until I spotted this lady in an open hut. She was concocting something and muttering to herself. I wondered if she was all alone, and if so for how long.. I saw she had old leather-bound books and jewel laden gold trinkets dangling from the top of the hut. It seemed she might be a guardian or witch and might know something of the past and present of the people and the city. She saw me as I approched and said my father had something he wanted me to receive, which wasn't the first time I had heard this in the dream (I just don't recall where or at what point). She said she could only give it to me once I had "passed the test".
Then, she saw the attackers on top of the cliff and knew it was important for me to see what my father wanted to give me. I opened the paper and saw various combinations of jewels and gold which were described for their varoius abilities. Each combination did something different. There were also two stones that had wavy lines. I remember thinking I had already seen those. Then she took the letter back and ran into the city. The city began to crumble once the attackers arrived. They seemed to have triggered a device that would not allow the attackers to gain knowledge the caretakers held.
Me and my crew grabbed every trinket we could, hoping one of the trinkets might be the right combination to protect the city....and us. We followed the lady and ended up in the city. We met the King. There were 2 factions to the city. The king had originally been part of the "good guys", but tried to infiltrate the "bad guys". In the end, he still tried to pretend he was a "good guy", but his heart had changed. It was like a 3-way twist. He was trying to play everyone. The city needed to be destroyed and since we were outsiders, we would not be allowed to leave...but we did. I ended up with a group of people who were using mortars to destroy the city. I never ended up using the trinkets.
Dream 2:
Dream of Spirit World:
This dream began somewhere else, but I can't remember where. I remember being in a dark, gray industrial city...abandoned ruins. A girl pops out in a colorful outfit. She calls me by a name, I am not sure what name. She follows me. By the time I reached the end of the path, many children (I think all girls) in different colored outfits have popped out and followed me. They all called me by a name. As many times as the name was used in my dream, I can't remember the it! I am so curious. Anyway, I walk into this shack and see the man I am supposed to meet. He falls and appears to be dead. I think of how far I have traveled to save these children and he was the only one who had the wisdom and now he is dead. I walked out of the shack and scream. Then, he comes out and starts laughing. He had played a practical joke on me. He knew how far I had traveled and for what good purpose. He would help.
This dream is earily similar to another dream I had. Not it's content, but the industrial feel, dark, gray, and the little children lost, and the repeated murmuring:
This is that dream:
(The dream begins with a girl seperated from her mother. They are trying to find their way back to each other. Finally the child discovers where the mother has been. The child is on her way to meet her, when a shadow of frost begins to travel through various windows. As we follow the shadow, we hope the girl makes it to her mother. We know that if the girl is taken she will disappear from all thought, from this existence.
The shadow gets her, nobody knows she existed. She ends up in a window trapped in a raggedy ann doll saying, "mommy", the view expands and we see the windows on the top three levels of this old, old building have raggedy ann dolls...all saying "mommy".
Back in the mom's apartment. you see a shadow lurking. It was as if the children were protecting there parents, before. Now they are gone and the lurking spirit can work its destruction...
The other apartment has a lady that has a key. we spy on her. She sees us and states, "we are in hell". Then she shuts the door...it is a very large, old iron (heavy) door.
There is this man that is trying to find out what is happening. We see his eyes are possesed blue...he speaks that he is a warrior and there are warriors throughout the building. But, he is injured and will die...as will the others. He stated that he can not fight the battle alone and that we must help. Otherwise, the darkness will win.)
3 Crows on a Brush Covered Road
11/22/2008 (semi~ I believe, due to concentrated manifest)
I saw this small iron gate, blocking a dirt road that was covered in brush and trees. There were many nice old homes here, that served bed and breakfast (but not visible, from the road). Someone walks out of the gate and tells me this is a good place to stay.
I decide to follow the brush covered path. I am looking for some kind of sign to show me where to go. I believe specifically, I was searching for the crow…I think my concentration is helping. As I come to an alcove filled with water, I see 3 crows perched atop the alcove. I knew there was something here that I needed to find.
As I started to look for where I should dig (thinking lost artifact), something sparkled in the water. I waded into the water with my dog. I looked into the water and saw roots and the water was still. I began to think of snakes (which is usually when my fears manifest), but I felt safe with both my dog and the crows. Thankfully, my fear did not stop me from searching.
I duck my head under water (it didn’t feel any different, except that I got a better view) and try to find the sparkle. I didn’t see it, but I saw slate rock piled unusually. I began to peel off the layers and found an alter. A candle was burning (it had been burning for ages and under water to boot!). I also saw strings…red, yellow, a braided hair. Not sure what else…
Then, I realize a mom and daughter are coming my way. I knew this was their property and started to place the slate rock back into place. As I was placing the last rock, the little girl sees me. She gives me a look that tells me to hide.
So, I place myself against the walls of the alcove and am surprised when the mom doesn’t see me. I figured she must have been too caught up in getting her daughter out of the alcove. The daughter was doing her best to keep her mom’s attention away from me.
Then, finally they leave. The mom didn’t want her daughter playing with magic and that was why she wanted her out of the alcove. The daughter told her mom she wasn’t doing it anymore. But as she said that to her mom, she glanced back at me with a look that indicated otherwise. She was allowing me to stay, to search further.
Dream of mountain and stone artwork
12/19 (semi) 12/20 (non)
Dream of hill becoming a mountain, with me on top (semi):
On the 19th, I dreamt I was driving in my car and had finally come through a tunnel. Then, I was climbing this mountain, but the car and I had become one (I did not use my legs to travel and the car was not surrounding me). Then I am on a hill and I stand there to oversee my surroundings. As I am looking out among the hills, my hill becomes a mountain...it grows taller and taller and at a swift pace. It was at this point, I realized I was dreaming. I felt as if I could just leap off and the mountain and fly. Unfortunately, I began to become analytical and as I was debating on what would happen if I attempted to fly off, I awoke. Me and my thinking mind!! I have been told once beforew, in a dream, just to blur everything and not concentrate. I need to concentrate on not concentrating...lol *sigh*. Also, I had forgotten my task (my fault, becaus I didn't think about it before I went to sleep).
Dream of a stone sculpture and a child who had done nothing but observe the intricacies of this sculpture her whole life(non):
Last night, I dreamt of a finely detailed white stone sculpture. It was under glass and bars so that people wouldn't touch it. This one girl had stared at the sculpture and memorized almost every detail. The town felt it was a sacred stone (which is why it was protected). For some reason, the leader felt the girl had the same abilities as the maker of the sacred object...hence, her fascination. He was going to grant her access to the sculpture. At this point, the bars and glass were lifted (all the townspeople were in awe). It turned out that throughout the center of town, were many smaller, alternate, versions of the same object. It took time to cross each sculpture, in order to reach the main one. From here, the dream takes a different direction which has faded from my memory.
Underwater creature with whilte light
12/25/2008 (non)
There was a battle going on, but I am not sure how long or what it was about. There is a lot before this, but this is all I can remember for now:
I remember a scene where this miniature man came up to me and kissed me. He said, "you did a good job". I had no clue what he was referring to, but was curious. Then we (me, them, and all that were with our battalion)had to try to hide and get away from the "bad guys".
Him and his sister began to tie a rope around our necks and place us under these plank boards and then placed us underwater for the trip.
I asked him why they were doing this. He said this was not the first time and that these ropes, gave us less need for air but also took away some of our memory.
Him and his sister were able to breath in water and would take us where we needed to go.
I awake while under water. I am worried that something happened to one of them. I untie myself and look at the end of the planks and one of them sees me. I see her with open mouth and out came a white light.
Then I am next to the man and need to breath. We will need to interlock our lips and I will take in the white light. *I seem to remember this happening before...the breathing in the white light*
Then we are stopped, and his sister takes some of her blood and places it in me. Then, she says something along the lines that I am to take over her position. She then, injects herself with the same needle and dies.
Her brother is heart broken! He begins to change shape and bars form around his head and he grasps onto the bars and screams (he has a temper, I remember). I look to him and know he needs to be alone, so I say I am going upstairs now. He nodded his head, as he understood my intentions.
Dream of lost flocks of birds
1/10/2009 (non)
Just a quickie:
Last night I dreamt of a storm that had settled...the fresh stillness still lingered and the sky was a variety of grays.
There we many different types of birds flying around. They were flying around with their flocks, criss crossing with other flocks and some were on non-organic objects (representing that they were confused as to where they should be).