Thread: Twoshadows' Dream Journal

Not bad at all.
Can't wait to read 'em. Keep up the good work!

Hey thanks Oneironaut.

Now let's see how well I remember them.

The first one was earlier on in the night, and I can't remember how it started. But something didn't seem right, and I questioned my state and decided that I was dreaming.

I wanted to do something different in my dream than just fly--like I alway do. I remembered that I wanted to look at my hands. I had read in other posts that sometimes you can make yourself have 6 fingers on your hand. I was with some people (who I can't identfy now) and I said to them, "Hey check out my hand". I lifted it up fully expecting to see six fingers. But to my surprise (and theirs) I had about ten fingers growing out of that hand. To make it weirder, on the last nuckle on each finger were two separate finger tips. So it was quite the sight to see about 20 little finger tips. I waved them around at the people I was with, telling them I was lucid dreaming, and that's why my hand was so weird.

And then to prove my point further I reached up and grabbed a tree limb. I did several one armed pull-ups and said "I can't do that in real life. Isn't lucid dreaming cool?"

And then I said, "But this is the best...." And I took off flying.

I flew for a while and then realized that I didn't want to spend my whole LD flying. I wanted to complete July's Lucid Task (I hadn't read what August's was yet) I needed to find a cemetery so I could raise some one from the dead. I looked all around. I got frustrated because I knew all I had to do was to create a cemetery. Then I started worrying that I would wake up before I found one. That thought is almost always fatal to my lucid dreams. And sure enough, as soon as I thought that I woke up.To this minute I don't know if I was truly awakened or if it was a FA. But I felt myself laying in bed. I refused to open my eyes. I kept telling myself to go back to sleep and go back to the LD.

I don't know what happened. Recall is poor. I think I went on to other dreams. BUt then at some point I remember flying again and saying"Hey! I'm having another LD. That's twice in one night! Totally cool."
I lost lucidity at some point because I then had one of my classic reoccuring dreams. I have this 4-5 times a year. The most recent was.....the night before (I know, I never got my other dreams written up from yesterday). So not only did I LD two nights in a row. But I had one of my favorite stressful dreams. The theme: "It's Halloween And I Have Forgotten To Decorate".

I know...it sound like a bizarre dream to have so often. But you would have to understand me and Halloween. Ever since my earliest childhood memories Halloween has been the coolest most exciting time of year. My mom always made a big deal of decorating the house. And as we grew, my sister and I have had great times making our house the coolest one around. We would go all out with music cobwebs, a graveyard, lights...and last year we had over 50 jack-o-lanterns glowing in the front yard...etc etc....

So back to the dream....first, the one from night before last: It was Halloween. I didn't seem to remember it was until about 3:00 in the afternoon. I then remembered. At first I got very excited. I thought "Oh yeah, I can finally get out Halloween boxes out of the garage!" Then I thought, "Oh wait. I have an errand to run...oh no...by the time I'm done it will be too late to decorate" And I got quite stressed out.

Last night's dream was similar. I was frantically trying to get things out of the garage in time for the trick-or-treaters to come by. Next thing I remember I was with two guys (I don't know who they were supposed to be). We were wearing these costumes that were kind of like the Dementors from Harry Potter but white instead of black. As I walked along, I suddenly realized that I was in a dream again. I thought it would be really cool if I could just float along in the air --like the Dementors do in the movie. But I was having some trouble with dream control. I was able to get in the air a little but I kept coming down and couldn't get the effect that I wanted. And after that I lost lucidity again.

Notes:</span>

<span style="color:#FF6600">Although the second two LDs were short, I still think it was neat that the thought to become LUCID stayed with me for the remainder of the night. This is what I have been hoping for all along. Maybe this will start the pattern for more LDs for me in the future.

I remembered that I wanted to look at my hand like I had read about. The results were....interesting.

I also remembered that another of my deam signs was one armed pull-ups. I love to do those. This was the first time I have done them in a LD.

I remembered to try to find a cemetery. Although I wasn&#39;t successful, I still glad I remembered to try. To remember at all and attempt it is at least half the battle. One of these times I&#39;ll remember and be succesful.

Also I forgot to write that the whole beginning of the night--before the lucid dreams-- were "Softball" dreams. I can almost always count on having a softball dream after playing a game especially since we play so late at night. And last night was a double header too. I was totally aching when I crawled into bed last night. Softball obviously still on my mind. (By the way, still undefeated 10-0)

I had 4 significant dreams last night, but at the moment can only recall two of them. Maybe more will come back as I write.

Dream 1:

This one was a little odd. I had supposedly made plans with this guy that I know (but not that well) to go over to his house to write this article or story. I thought he was expecting me but when I got to his house he was asleep. It was the middle of the night, but I still felt it was okay for me to go in and sit in his living room and start writing the story.

After a while he woke up and came out to the living room dressed in a bathrobe and saw me sitting there in his chair writing. I suddenly felt awkward. He seemed surprised to see me there. I explained that he had invited me over. And he nodded remembering. He told me I could stay, but he was going back to bed.

I started writing again, but then heard him on the phone talking to someone. I made out the words "...big problem..." I figured he was talking about me, and I finally had the common sense to leave. I gathered up my things and went to the front door. In doing so, I had to pass his bedroom. He calls to me and says that I don&#39;t have to go. I am welcome to stay and write. Then he says something about a "winter coat" that made no sense. Then he says something else (that I have since forgotten) that is equally confusing. I finally said, "You know, I really think I should go". And even though, again, he said that I should stay, I finally walked out the door. It was all just kind of weird.

Dream 2:

I am somewhere in the Middle East. I am with a group of people kind of like a school field trip. We are walking along in the desert, and we have been told there are rules of courtesy if we pass any native people. We were supposed to bow and say this certain word. But I wasn&#39;t really sure how it was supposed to be.

Suddenly I am on my own and I am about to pass this group of native people. I panic because I don&#39;t want to make them mad by accidentally being rude. I bow and try to say what I wa supposed to say. It must have been okay, and I am allowed to go on.

Later I ennded up at this city with my group. And it seems a lot of stuff happens that I don&#39;t really remember. I do remember taking pictures of the Dead Sea.

It&#39;s obvious that my mind is continuing a theme that was started a few nights ago, although unfortunately, without the lucidity.

Dream 1:

I&#39;m getting out my Halloween stuff and am decorating the house. Then at some point I went outside and looked up the street. Several houses have Christmas lights on them. It really surprised me to see Christmas stuff while I was decorating for Halloween. I go back inside and I&#39;m suddenly at my mom&#39;s house. I notice that she has her Christmas tree up and other various Christmas decorations. I ask her about it, and she doesn&#39;t seem to find it strange that she has her decorations up this early.

Then it hits me--it&#39;s August&#33; I start thinking, "I know Walmart and other stores put out their holiday stuff earlier and earlier every year, but this is rediculous&#33;" But then I thought, "Walmart doesn&#39;t even have the Halloween stuff out in August. Why am I decorating this early?"

You&#39;d think it would have triggered lucidity, especially since this is such a commom dream sign. But I think because I have this dream theme so often my mind has accepted it as a scenario that is completely normal.

But I need to work on this. If I can really get it into my head that Halloween=Lucid Dream, then I should be able to get many LDs out of it--just like my "loose tooth" dreams.

Dream 2:

I had gotten braces put on my teeth. I looked in the mirror and to my dismay, instead of them being straighter, they had all these gaps between them.It was distressing. I wish I had just dreamed of my teeth being loose. Might have triggered an LD again. I seem to have an obsession with my teeth in my dreams.

Dream 1:

Long dream...

It started with me getting ready to run a marathon I was with a group of people getting my number then riding a bus to the place where we were supposed to start. But then we were at a hotel, and we were going to sleep there before the race. But then at some point it changes, and we were instead getting ready to march in the Rose Parade. I was with the Los Angeles All City Band. I had my saxophone but I realized I needed my trumpet for this band since it is an all brass and percussion band. I found my trumpet but was really worried because it had been quite a while since I had played my trumpet and I didn&#39;t know the music.

I was getting two memories of my past mixed up in that dream. I was recently talking to people about both of those experiences. I&#39;m sure that&#39;s why I had this dream.

Dream 2:

Also a very long dream.

I was at Lake Powel camping with extended family including Grandma Mattie. I remember these strange pipes that I was walking through exploring (??). There was also a scene where I was looking for a bathroom and finally finding a toilet, but there was something wrong with it.

I remember seeing a California Condor circling above us. And I have a vague memory of a bear.

Then we were on a powerboat, and I was so excited to take them to Cathedral Canyon where I had kayaked. Things got weird and should have triggered lucidity, but didn&#39;t. We kept passing these kayakers that were mostly submerged underwater.

It took a long time to get uplake, and finally when I was getting close to Cathedral Canyon...I woke up. Figures.

I didn&#39;t have a good night&#39;s sleep. But before I got up, I did recall one dream.

It was the first day of high school. I went to my math class. But before I did much in class I was called out by a science teacher. He called me to this little room where he was showing me these fossils and some slides of a trip he had taken. It was uncomforable and a little too personal for me.

I finally looked at my watch and saw that not only was my math class over but my next one, band, was going to be over if I didn&#39;t get to it fast. So I told the science teacher I couldn&#39;t stay any longer.

I had to do the awkward thing of going back into the math class to get my stuff while another class was in session. The math teacher was cool, though, since he knew that the reason I had missed his class was because of the science teacher.

I finally got to band in time to get all the assginments. I felt frustrated and angry at that science teacher for making my first day such a mess.

I&#39;ve had a few busy days and my dream recall has been somewhat poor. I remember parts of dreams when I get up, but when I don&#39;t write them down they are soon gone.

Here is part of a dream I remember from last night. I was in my mom&#39;s house, but it wasn&#39;t finished. It was just framed with a roof, but no walls. I was on the second floor with a friend. We had these matresses on the floor, and it was night, and we were trying to sleep. But it was raining hard, and the wind kept blowing the rain in on us. We had to move our matresses around until we found a place where we were somewhat protected from the rain.

I also remember laying on the matress and watching a bat that had flown in the house. It had found some jelly that we had left out and was eating it. I remember thinking, "I need to throw that away because I know bats carry germs".

I have vague memories of a dream from the night before of seeing my sister&#39;s twin girls and trying to tell them apart.

Oh, and I can&#39;t forget my softball dreams Wednesday night. It never fails-- I always dream of softball after our games. It was a double header again. And the end of the season. We won the championship. Pretty cool.

Here are a couple of dreams I had in the past few nights.

In one I was driving down a very busy street in a city. I then remember going into a very fancy expensive building. I was with the actor that is Peter Parker&#39;s friend in the movie Spiderman. We got to a room and he starts to kiss me. I remember thinking, "Man, this guy is hot&#33;" Then,"Wait a minute--he&#39;s only 17. He&#39;s too young for me." So I pulled myself away from the kiss and said, "I can&#39;t....I would if I were 17...." And that was all I remember.

Note: My dream self is often still a teenage, and sometimes I get into situations where I can&#39;t quite figure out who I am or what I should be doing.

The next dream is also a bit odd. I was talking to a DJ for a radio station on the phone. I can&#39;t remember what we had been talking about, but it was if I poured my heart out to him. We talked late into the night. I remember falling asleep talking to him and my last words were "Thanks you for being here for me....". Then I woke up (in the dream still) in the morning and saw my mom and sister. They said there were phone problems-- that we were connected to the radio station and it wouldn&#39;t disconnect. I realized that this was my fault. Then I told them about the DJ that I was falling for. Then they pulled out a newpaper that had photos of all the DJs and I was trying to find the one that I was talking to, but I suddenly couldn&#39;t remember who he was. I remember saying, "Well, I think it is either Greg or Paul"

Wow...how pathetic of a dream is that??

I had another dream last night I was in a highschool gym and suddenly a group of professional basketball players comes in and starts doing tricks like the Harlem Globetrotters. I&#39;m not sure what triggered that dream, but, hey, it was entertaining.

I remember a few dream fragments.

In the first one I was in my old backyard in LA and looked up and saw these planes coming in really close and doing these spins and other tricks.

I think I dreamed that because we used to live only a few miles from LAX, and as as kid I would sit on my swing and watch the jets fly overhead.

The second on had to do with a bottle of cinnamon oil and time travel. I can&#39;t remember any details, except I was trying to use the cinnamon oil for a trade.

I can&#39;t remember a single dream from last night. It frustrates me because I feel like I should be able to remember. I know I dreamed, but the memory is gone. Makes me feel like part of my life is missing when that happens. My dreams give me the feeling of "extended time" in my life--instead of just sleeping, I&#39;m having experiences. I know certain people that would totally laugh at me for saying that. But I&#39;m thinking that there are many people on the board here that would share my feelings.

I had a bad night&#39;s sleep.

I remember several little parts of dreams.

In one I was in this little town just walking around this same area again and again--several square blocks. I would pass this nursery with all these pretty plants I would have bought, except that it was closed. I also passed this fast food place. I also passed a whole residencial part of town. And I did this again and again. I&#39;m not sure what the point was.

I also have a memory of someone talking about those little long legged spiders that always try to live in the corners of your ceiling.

Also someone was paying me back for something.

Then at exactly 3:30am this terrible loud grinding noise woke me up. I tried to decide if it came from in the house or outside. I got up and looked around and decided that it must have been outside. The last time I heard a loud noise like that at night there had been a car accident in front of our neighbor&#39;s house. But this time I saw no accident nor heard any sirens. I never was able to get back to sleep. But this morning I think I discovered what made the noise. There were the remains of many firecrackers in the street. I think someone set them all off at once making a very loud noise that lasted several seconds, yet in my sleep sounded quite "mechanical". Anyway, so I was awake during the hours of the night that I usually have my best dreaming.

Right now all that is coming to mind is part of a dream where I was in a big building-- like a hospital, and I was on this strange type of elevator where I was in a little box with a swing-like seat, and it was made of mesh wire so you ould see out of it. And this elevator would "swing" me up, down or sideways though parts of the building to get to where I wanted. Interesting and odd....

The last few nights have been nights filled with dreams that I promptly forget when I awaken.

But here are just a few that I do remember.

Dream 1:

Something about a scout activity on a stage.

Dream 2:

I was driving on the res with my aunt who had never been on the res, and we stopped at a trading post and got a shake, and I saw these carved stone maps of Lake Powell that I thought were cool. They were flat stone with the lake part carved into the stone and painted blue.

Dream 3:

I woke up (in the dream) and saw that it was 10:30, and I panicked because it was very late. But I then woke up in real life and saw that it was only about 6:00 and felt much better.

Dream 4:

I was driving.

Dream 6:

I was riding a donkey at the Grand Canyon.

Dream 7:

I was eating something really good.

This morning I remember a whole bunch of parts and pieces to dreams. I think they are all part of a long dream, but since I just remember sections, they seem more like separate dreams. So here is what I remember.

Section 1:

I am in a room with lots of things on the floor. I remember looking though a pile of CDs and stacking them against a wall.

Section 2:

I am getting on a freeway with a friend, when I suddenly realize we are on foot and that it is potentially dangerous. My friend assures me that we will be fine. We kind of glide along on foot along with the traffic.

I remember thinking that we were in Rhode Island, but we are seeing these ruins of castles and other big and very old buildings and monuments. I start taking pictures and writing down a story about what I am seeing.

Section 3:

I am being applauded by a big group of people for having my book published. I remember thinking, "Whoa, that story wasn&#39;t ready to be published. It was just my notes." But somehow the book was in an informal style that made it okay for it to be just "notes". I remember reading through the book. It was printed on yellow paper, and used interesting fonts.

Section 4:

I am with a big group of famous people, and we are having our picture taken. Some of the people we are with are musicians and rock stars. I wonder why I am included in this group, but smile for the camera anyway.

Section 5:

I am in a big lobby of what is supposed to be a dorm, but it is huge and fancy like an expensive hotel. In the dream it was a familiar place, yet at this time I am surprised to see it decorated with roses. It is beautiful as there are roses everywhere. I go to smell one and am disappointed that they are fake.

I am wondering why it is decorated like this, but then I see an orchestra that is preparing to play, and it makes sense to me all of a sudden.

But then I am floating around the lobby on this hovering disk. I can balance on it with one foot and zip around up and down in this huge room floating between and over orchestra members. I wish it had triggered lucidity. But it seemed quite natural to be doing it as I have done things similar in many other dreams. Dream characters always seem a little surprised that I can do this, but nowhere near how surprised they would be if I suddenly did it in real life.

Section 6:

I am discussing with Philip how difficult it sometimes is to remember dreams before they fade away, and how I wanted to remember the dreams I had this night.

Out of all the dreams I had last night I only remember one about going to the mountains and going on this "search". I wanted to go with the group that went way up the mountain, but was assigned to stay near the bottom. Later I realized that there were lots of bears on this mountain, and I figured it was better that I didn&#39;t go too far up.

But then I did end up going to this lake or pond further up the mountain by myself hoping I didn&#39;t run into a bear. Luckily, I didn&#39;t.

I had a "Dream View Members" dream. I think it was inspired by the fact that I read a Personal Message from a Dream View member and wrote one back before going to bed last night.

Dream:

I was was moving into a dorm or apartment with several Dream View members. When I got there with my stuff only one other person had gotten there, but they weren&#39;t there at the moment. I didn&#39;t know who they were yet.

There were two bedrooms. The smaller bedroom had bunk beds and the bigger bedroom had one big bed. I chose the one big bed and put my sheets on it and started making myself at home.

Then another DV member--a guy--comes in and also starts making himself at home in the big room. He is a nice guy and we are talking, and I don&#39;t seem to notice the problem that there is only one bed in that room, yet. Even though I know he is a DV member he doesn&#39;t seem to be anyone in particular (at least I don&#39;t remember a name). BUt he seems like someone I will be able to relate to and trust.

Then suddenly I notice that there is someone else there. It is Aquanina, and she is sitting at a desk in the big room and is on the computer. I notice that she is writing a post on DreamViews. I introduce myself and mention that it will be cool to all be DV members--that we all have that in common. She is also very nice and friendly, and I&#39;m feeling glad that I have ended up with such nice roommates.

Then another guy comes in. He is a young guy--maybe 16 years old-- with blond curly hair. He is very outgoing and funny (again, I don&#39;t remember a name but he is supposedly someone on the board). Anyway we realize that there is a problem with having enough places to sleep. Aquanina tells me that she is in the smaller bedroom with the bunkbed, and that I can come and use the top bunk. So I gather my things and go in there. But the person who used that bed last left it a mess. There are dirty ripped sheets with blood stains on the bed, and it totally grosses me out. I take them off and am thinking that I need to find a way to disinfect the mattress before I put my sheets on.

And that&#39;s all I remember.

I have "roommate" dreams semi-regularly. The feeling of anticipation and apprehension about who my roommates would be was a pretty strong feeling that has stuck in my brain and sometimes shows up in dreams.


Another dream:

I remember seeing this tiny bat flying around me and thinking how cool it was, when suddenly a guy that I was with reached up and smashed it between his hands like a moth. I was horrified that he would killed a bat like that. What made me more angry was that he knew I was watching it and was fascinated by it.

Edit:

I took this picture last evening of what at first looked like a humming bird, then turned out to be a moth. I also was watching the bats flying in the evening sky. I&#39;m guessing this is what inspired the "tiny bat" dream

Wow&#33; You have great recall&#33;

If you have any tips PM me, I&#39;m in desprete need of better recall. I&#39;m on a week dry spell of normal dreams (even getting 9 hours sleep).

Oh and I realized something.

You dream ALOT about Disneyland, you wouldn&#39;t happen to work there would you?

I work at Rainforest Cafe at Downtown Disney.

I don&#39;t work there, but I always thought I would enjoy it.

I was at the Rainforest Cafe last December. Maybe we passed each other.

I grew up an hour or so away from Disneyland and we went there fairly often. Then for 6 months I lived only a few miles away and we got Summer Night Passes. And every night that we didn&#39;t go, at 9:30, I think it was, I&#39;d go to my window so I could see the Disneyland fireworks.

I guess you could say that I still believe the "Happiest place on Earth" thing.....

I wonder if I would ever get sick of it. Maybe if I worked there. But maybe not. I always thought I could do a great job being the girl that sits on the back of the boat for StoryBook Land and describing all the miniature scenes. Because I think that although I would be saying the same things again and again, I would be looking into the faces of different children every time and see the excitement in their eyes. I like that kind of thing.

So can you get into Disneyland whenever you want because of where you work? I would totally envy you if you did. Actually already I envy you for being that close all the time.

So I take it you recognize this place...?



Where else could one possibly want to be?



Disneyland even has the happiest sidewalks on Earth. (Camera must have gone off accidentally. Sadly, I can&#39;t even make myself delete this picture.)

Lol, yep that&#39;s the place.

Yeah, I do get into Disneyland for free with a small discount. I don&#39;t go very often. The best perk the job has is that you get 50% off at all the Laundry&#39;s restraunts. With the fee (&#036;18.00/month). But that includes Joe&#39;s Crab Shack, RFC, Fuddruckers, theres about 20 more that aren&#39;t so big. So it pays for itself

I wouldn&#39;t have seen you because I just started working there in June.

Oh, and my girlfriend works at Disneyland and she is crazy about it too. I asked her if she got sick of it and she said it feels different now that I have seen backstage (behind the scenes). But no I don&#39;t think you would end up disliking it.

Cool about the restaurants. I wish I had options like that where I live.

What does your girlfriend do at Disneyland?

I&#39;ve seen a little of the "backstage" area when I was in high school and we would do parades there (marching band). Yeah, I would worry that if I ever worked there it would lose a little of its "magic". But at this point I only see myself visiting for fun.

I woke up this morning and couldn&#39;t remember a single dream. But after some thought and searching I remembered a lot. Here are parts that I remember:

Section 1:

I was with an older lady who was showing me her garden. She had a favorite plant which was a vine that she called, "Cardinal Cups" It had these beautiful maroon flowers with tan centers that were the shape of Petunas.

Section 2:

I was watching this resaurant. They were putting grass on the roof. Then trees. (I think I was thinking of the Rainforest Cafe in Downtown Disney. It was cool.


Section 3:

I was having to take care of this tiny baby girl for someone. I was having a hard time holding the baby. She kept slipping out of my arms. We were at the restaurant, and the baby slipped into some cholocate syrup.

Section 4:

I was in Walmart and I kept seeing these girls wearing the exact same skirt. Then I was standing in line and I realized I didn&#39;t have the baby anymore, and I totally panicked. How could I have lost the baby?? It was an awful feeling. I was asking everyone if they had seen the baby. Jeff said that his sister Danielle was watching her. I felt better but still was upset that I didn&#39;t know about it.

Section 5:

My aunt and grandma were visiting. My aunt had a new bathrobe that she was showing us. And my grandma was eating mints. I was thinking about asking her for a mint because they looked good. Then my mom and sister showed me their new jackets. They were so cool. I wanted one just like it.

Section 6:

Vague memories of someone leaving to go to CA.