Moving from place to place and gun sighting (for javelin throwing)
I just had my first LD in months! I think the secret to that is simply that I've been running around a lot and I slept late today.
Two questions and a third straggler comment:
1) I wanted to move from one place to another (a college to a presentation in a nearby university lecture hall) and would have had to navigate through a series of buildings and alleys and a path through some boreal forest within an urban centre. (This place really exists.) I thought of maybe trying "teleporting", and I almost made it - not sure, may have just started to end up at the scene of a previous section of the dream where I'd been "in the vault" getting a psychic reading/intensive crystal healing in front of an audience. I'm not certain it would have been the same locale. But then I realized I was a lot more comfortable doing the walk between places. Could that mean I'm more comfortable with the journey than with its destination - in a metaphorical sense? Is that true of most people, and does it reflect fear of getting there?
2) At one point I came across a broken javelin point stuck into the ground. I noticed the rest of the javelin coming toward it. With great effort, I managed to get the javelin onto its point and it fused together. I picked the javelin up and used its sights (like on a gun) to aim it at a certain spot about 50 yards away. It was like trying to focus a handheld camera with a zoom lens and I couldn't get it steady! Finally got it steadied and threw the javelin, but just on release the sights went haywire and the javelin went off to the side at a wide angle. There were helium-filled balls bouncing all around me and it was general chaos with all these toys. Common experience re not being able to set the crosshairs accurately?
3) I knew I was dreaming and decided to sing and dance about the sunshine and the day. I saw by the clock that it was quarter to nine, but the sun was making a sun-trail in a straight line over the lake to my right. (This is in a place where the lake is to the south.) I concluded the lake must be to the east after all. I decided to dance out onto the pier and see if I could dive and glide over the sun-golded surface of the waters. Instead, I splashed into the water - and since it's a Great Lake, there were huge fish in there the size of dogs. One of them came up to me and looked me over, as if I were an interloper. Now here's the spooky part: I got the funniest feeling that I wasn't dreaming, that I was actually there! And that this fish was actually seeing me! I also physically felt the cold of the water all over my skin.
Any comments? Suggestions for next time? Could the fish have been real? I'd love to hear people's thoughts on this or your similar experiences. I'm so excited about this. As soon as I woke up, I ran to my laptop to type this up. Here goes pressing Submit New Thread.
