Thread: Rman's Workbood: Intro to Lucid Dreaming

Houses Floating Up; I Am Dreaming Hoodie (Matte87) and the Radio Announcer Talking TO ME Edit DJ Entry
by
Rman
on Today at 08:13 AM (Rman's Dream Journal)

Houses were floating up due to either being haunted or due to a tornado...I think. Mostly, it was a threat that they were
going to float away, but it seemed one lifted up. I more remember waking up from the dream and trying to remember it.

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Matte87 was talking on chat in waking life about putting something on his hoodie--"Are you dreaming" I think. I said it should
say, "I am dreaming" because that is what I want to say in my dream. So last night I dreamed I was in a city with some event
going on and some construction or something, and it was on a college campus, so there was a bunch of shit going on.
As I'm walking down the sidewalk, I see a guy with a hoodie on that says, "I am dreaming."

Of course, like a dumb ass I miss the sign. I kept going where I was going, then decided to talk to the guy with the hoodie, but I
couldn't find him. Then I started to hear the guy on Public Radio in waking life. He often finds his way into my dream, usually just
manipulating the story. This morning he was talking about Isreal and the surrounding nations. I started dreaming of a reporter working
through a crowd of people with this story.

It was a frantic scene as it seemed to affect us more directly than that news usually hits us. I followed the reporter up stairs through
a crowd of people. Up the stairs on the next level of whatever building it was, I had to use the bathroom. The radio personality was
sitting on the floor with his back up against the wall doing his show.

As I went to the bathroom, walking away, he leaned forward and raised his voice so I could hear the end of what he was saying.
That was really weird.

So, I had to drop the kids off at the pool. It is a big bathroom, but there is a lock on the door, so I lock it for privacy. Then I realize that
there are multiple stalls, so the bathroom should be able to allow for more than just me. I reluctantly unlock the door. Then I went looking
for my stall. I hate using public bathrooms and this was the worst. There were these small, frail looking commodes, and they were just seats.
Instead of a bowl, they had bags hanging down, and the bags weren't opened well. I would have to fix one so it would be open.

The dream ended there and I'm glad it did. Yuk!

Tags: bathroom, dream hoodie, npr, radio

Categories
non-lucid

Hey thanks for taking my class. Read the syllabus and Lesson one when you have the time.

Also the homework is optional but I recommend doing it.

Last night I dreamed I was in bed with an attractive, long-haired blonde. She was in a tight sweater. Her family was all around us.
It was like the bed was in the living room or something.

It seemed I had wanted her for some time, and it would be understandable for me to touch her, so I put my hand up her shirt.
I felt her breast including her nipple, but then she told me to stop. I tried to pull my hand out, but her sweater was too tight.
I tried to tell her "OK" that I would stop. Eventually, I got my hand out.

The dream ended there.

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I also had a strange dream of complex emoticons that created a whole body including stitching on pockets and stuff.

In waking life I've been chatting too much on DV.

Lol you can't chat too much on DV. Keep up the good wok with your recall. This is key for when we start next week's lesson.

I was in a car I used to own. Possibly a VW Jetta. I was parked in a spot that was very cramped.
I tried to get around an obstacle, and I did, but then I was presented with another obstacle.
I went down a little bank, around a tree, to get to a lower drive. I thought everything was fine,
but then there were other cars blocking me. I couldn't seem to get to a clear area where I could
drive.

I finally made it to a garage where my Jetta was. Yea, I know. So, I talk to the mechanic and he
tells me that a flood got the car and I needed to replace the battery. In waking life, water gets on
the glow plug of diesels I think if you go through a puddle, but if it is not a diesel, water can still
make your car conk out.

Then I was on top of the car that needed to be fixed. Two friends took a hand and helped me
jump down.

You are doing really well Rman. Keep doing what you are doing. I am sure you will have a lucid dream soon.

Thanks Zebrah. I've been perfectly diligent with my DJ since joining. I read on this site I think, that as you get older, you spend less time in REM sleep.

Originally Posted by Rman

Thanks Zebrah. I've been perfectly diligent with my DJ since joining. I read on this site I think, that as you get older, you spend less time in REM sleep.

I think that is partially true. Because REM sleep is very light you are more likely to experience sleep disturbance. It shouldn't be a big deal. You're doing fine as it is.

I was in an old West setting. I saw a guy sitting in a chair in a big room--a bar/saloon or something. I remember a wood floor. The room was very big and pretty empty.
The guy in the chair had straight, dark brown hair. He was rich, though he didn't look it.

I heard him saying under his breath what he would do if the business were his. He was saying something about a security system, and his thoughts beyond that were
to fix the place up. He intention was to be helpful to the owner rather than simply stating what he would do if it were his in an ego-centric fashion.

I went over to him and thanked him for being concerned for other people instead of being apathetic due to being very well off himself.

Then there was another scene where an old guy, a real character comes into play.
He had a crew cut due to being older and not having much hair. What little he had
was gray. He is wearing old, sweaty clothes of gray. He was in a long-sleeve undershirt
and suspenders. He wore a monocle, but it didn't make him look sophisticated. It had
a film over it as though it hadn't been washed in...ever, and made his mouth kind of
turn up to keep it in place.

He had a silver bullet which was supposed to be valuable due to the silver content, but
it was more than that. He came up to a guy behind an out-door sales stand trying to
sell it. There was some lore behind the bullet. It was coveted for some reason. The old
man had the bullet on a necklace. He pulled it out from his undershirt to
show it to the man behind the stand. The man would not buy the bullet for the requested
price.

The old man explained in a raspy voice that the item was the real thing and he wanted a
fair price for it. He put the bullet back under his shirt, squatted a little adjusting his pants,
and snapped his suspenders, running his thumbs from half way up to his shoulders where
he popped them.

That is where the dream ended. I don't usually dream of anything half this interesting
based on the visuals or content. It was really cool.

I collect meteorites.

Meteors were headed towards Earth. "We" were all plotting them using meteorites to
illustrate on a grid where the meteors were headed. I had them up on pins of some
sort raised up from the grid.

I was a little unhappy with the size and shape of the meteors I had.

That was the whole dream.

Fragments of Houses and Slipping in a Pond Edit DJ Entry
by
Rman
on Today at 10:27 PM (Rman's Dream Journal)

IWL, I have been looking for house. In doing so, I always take an interest in the garden. Sometimes you can snag a cutting or some seeds.

Last night I had more vivid dreams for the third night in a row, but I've been tired, so my recollection is week.

I dreamed I was looking at some houses, but not to buy. One was my brother's, though it was a made up home just for my dream.
There were some others I was looking at as well, but they belonged to people; they weren't up for sale.

I was looking at my brother's house a little jealous, turned around, then tried to walk around a little pond or lake and slipped in on my back.
I was really disturbed by this. It hurt my feelings to fall in. I got out and never really felt wet, but I forgot what happened when I got out.

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There was a cat either in the same dream, or in a dream skip. I forget everything else about that dream.

I've been working 11 hour days plus home work, otherwise I would log my dreams earlier.

I do not remember any dreams from last night.

Poor recall again. I'm working 11 hour days and it is very stressful work.

I dreamed that I received several packages from my mother via UPS. In waking life my mom recently sent me a package.

I don't remember any dreams from last night.

Picking Up My Daughter

I had to pick up my daughter from school. The clock said 3:14. I probably didn't see the numbers strange because
the dream was not vivid.

Your Truck is Fixed

My mechanic called and told me my truck currently in the shop, is fixed. It would cost $114.00.
I told him I loved him because he always treats me right. My real bill will be closer to $600.00

This led into being at a restaurant where something was going on with the staff. They were involved in something.
Someone was talking to the owner about doing a survey. They wanted to use the restaurant as a church on sunday
to get a bunch of people there so that they could do a survey for something (?) on everyone who showed up.
The owner didn't want to use the restaurant for another business purpose.

Lizards

I met a man who collected lizards to protect his home. These were like monitor lizards,
though I forgot what there were called in my dream. He had three kinds of lizards. One
was kind of soft skinned like a gecko. The other two had leathery skin. One was brown and
black like a Royal/Ball Python-the other was gray with perhaps a few black spots on it.

The man had one that was about 4 feet running around the property. Most were only as large
as my hand. He picked up a couple. I told him not to break the tail (commonly done when picking
up smaller lizards due to a survival technique). He said he knew, but the tip came off of one.

I picked the both up afterwards, and one opened its mouth to bite. I held both behind the head
concerned about how much pressure I put on the neck to prevent a bite.

Then I saw some shallow pottery with a wide mouth. Baby lizards were crawling around trying to get out.

Special Inhaler

I might have been with the same man who had the lizards--I'm not sure, but two guys were talking about
something that people used to get really high. I picked up this tube and inhaled. Using dream logic, it was like
a chamber that smoke would have gone into, but you could then remove the chamber and inhale straight from
one side of the chamber.

One of the guys sarcastically questioned why I was having trouble standing up. I knew I was busted. They were
not into drugs at all. They had a police feel about them. They weren't police, but they had no tolerance for drugs,
and they knew I took the hit.

I remember having trouble keeping my balance. It was a strange feeling to be high in a dream. Eventually the
trouble passed, but that is the end of the dream.

I am in training to drive a big rig.

I dreamed I was watching an old training video for trucking. My road instructor was in the movie; he was
about 25 years younger than he is in waking life.

I am pebble deaf in my right ear, which is something I have to deal with regularly. It bothers me a little.

Someone was telling me something but I couldn't hear him. My hearing was way worse than usual. I couldn't really hear anything
he was saying. I decided to clean my ears with baby oil, which is a trick I learned from Dr. Oz in waking life.

I had a false awakening in which my hearing improved, as my bad hearing was only in a dream.

I was playing Tetris last night in waking life.

I dreamed I was calculating miles driven on a trucking run by the
shape of each leg of the run.

Lesson 2

Two Reality Checks:

Look at my hand
Put my finger through my palm

I have been holding my nose as my second reality check, but
I think that would be a bit disturbing in a dream. I feel as though
it might wake me up due to the moment of possible discomfort.

Two Triggers:

Walking through doorways
Dogs

I will continue to be under a fair amount of stress, so I will practice
to own that piece of the puzzle now.

Rman you are doing a phenomenal job! Keep it up and make sure that you DJ every day.

Do you have any dream goals?

Zebrah,

I always journal my dreams. I guess I fail to note in my workbook when I don't remember them.

My dream goals are to enter my worst childhood nightmare (which has proven difficult so far), and
to shoot fireballs or move something with my mind.

I think that before I can do that, I need to focus on my ADA and triggers more. I used to think about
it all the time--then when I had a lucid, I remembered my dream goals. The last two or threelucid's I
had, I didn't think of them at all.

I dreamed I was in a house decorated a bit for my mom and a bit for my dad.
I was with my brother and cousin N. Everyone was getting ready to go out.
When it was my turn to shower, I guy that looked like Vingh Rhames said
he was going to attack me if I didn't get in the bedroom right then and lock the
door, so I did.

Then I realized I would be trapped there, so I opened the door.
He attacked me and I broke his arm behind his back. He said he was going to
sell a house and get me back (?).

Then I woke up.

I have been at work on the road, so I have not been logging anything. For the last three days, I have been home and dreaming more, but forgetting my dreams.

I'm going to keep a pen and paper by my nightstand so I can write down points to remind me of my dreams.

Now I'm going to take this opportunity to read the third part of this tutorial.