Thread: Twoshadows' Dream Journal

TS

I have done terribly at remembering dreams lately. I feel like I have had long dreams all night long. But as I wake up I let them slip away......

Lucid Dream:

This was a WBTB. I can't remember how this dream started. It was long and complex. I had given birth to a baby. Within a week's time the baby had grown to the size of a 3-4 year old (In retrospect I see that I probably got this from a book I recently read). The baby was a girl and I called her Vickie. She had long brown curls and I loved her more than anything. I remember worrying about how I was going to explain to people that this little girl was the same baby they had seen me pregnant with a week ago. Vickie and I would have long conversations. She was really intelligent.

Anyway, at some point this did trigger lucidity.

I became lucid indoors and wanted to get outdoors. I took off flying. I was going super slow. I decided to pretend that there were rockets coming out the ends of my feet. I could feel the hum of the rockets and felt the pressure on the bottoms of my feet, but I didn't seem to be going much faster.

I did finally get outside. I decided I needed to get started on some of the tasks. I have been trying to keep track of about 5 tasks that I need to do. The first one that came to me was to talk with an animal. I looked over and saw a lady sitting at the edge of a pool with two dogs. One was a poodle that was standing on its hind legs. This one seemed like a good one to interact with. I leaned over and said "hi" and asked what her name was. She told me that it was "Pork Dresser" I thought that was a really strange name. But I looked at the shirt she was wearing and saw that it had a picture of Miss Piggy on it and I thought that it kind of made sense. She continued to talk to me and she said something about being really old. I asked her how old she was and she told me "Sixteen".

There was another dog nearby. I also got it to talk. I don't remember much of that conversation other than this dog was much younger.

I got distracted because I then saw Vickie coming down some stairs. She had turned and was coming down backwards like little kids do. I told the lady with the dogs a little about my situation with Vickie (must have been a less lucid moment). I then helped Vickie down the stairs and then went to complete another task.

I then remembered the "Converse with a Jack-O-Lantern" one. I was back indoors. I saw some shelves that had three plastic jack-o-lanterns on it. They were the kind that kids take trick-or-treating that are filled with candy. I decided that they would do.

I looked at the nearest one and said, "Hi". Suddenly its face starts to move and I can see its black mouth move as it says, "Hi, how are you?" in kind of a deep New York accent. I answered "fine." I then looked at the second two jack-o-lanters and said "hello" to them. They, too, come alive and start talking. They had similar deep men's voices with New York accents. Before I have time to start a conversation, they all start talking. They start poking fun at each other and taking bets on who will be the first to get sick of trick-or-treating this year.

This was all done in the style of a comedy act. And occasionally they would look out at me to make sure that I was entertained. I wish I remembered the exact wording, but it was funny. And I remember thinking that I hadn't expected this kind of thing at all. I was actually quite pleased that my jack-o-lanterns had performed so well for me.

At this point I decided to try another task. I decided I wanted to ty to change my age. I was in a room with toys , so I decided I wanted to be a kid. I concentrated on becoming smaller. I did notice that I was becoming lower the the ground.

The next thing that I know is that I see a floating green ball. I forget my task as I am distracted and fascinated by the ball. I try to let it land in my hand. Then I try to make it float again. I play this game for quite a while before I finally lose lucidity.

I think I go back to the Vickie part of the dream again.

Dreams:

These were long complex connected dreams. I no longer remember allthe detail, but at the time I remembered so much. It seemd very real.


Dream 1:

I had been travelling alone. Something happened, and I had a smashed section on my windshield that would have to be replaced before I could travel any further. I was in a small town in the desert (it reminded me of Tatooine from Star Wars but without the aliens). I finally found a guy that would help me with it. After a time, I thought it was all done, so I left again on my trip.

After I had gone about 30 miles I realized that the windshield wasn't done. I saw the piece of glass that had been smashed. It had been removed and all smoothed out and was sitting on the seat beside me. I saw that my windshield was missing that whole section. I knew I had to go back so it could be reattached.

I pulled of the freeway and toward a gas station so I could turn around and go back North on the freeway to the town again. In my haste I realized that I ran a stop sign and that a car had to stop so it wouldn't hit me. I felt terrible and frustrated and tired. But I headed back.


Dream 2:
I had woken up, but drifted back into almost the same dream.

I was back in my car. My cousin David was with me. We had found out that I didn't have to go all the way back to that town to get the windshield fixed. The gas station here could do it. I watched as they took a hot tool and melted the edges of the piece of glass so it was back on the windshield. I was amazed how they could do that and how you would never be able to tell that there had been a problem at all.

I went inside to pay the bill. The receipt said "$17.34" I was glad it hadn't cost much.
I noticed both Halloween and Christmas decorations in being sold in the store. I asked my cousin if he wanted to buy any food here. He looked aorund and saw that it was all junk food. He said he'd rather wait until we went through Vegas and then stop for burgers. I hadn't wanted to stop in Vegas at all. I was tired and wanted to get to wehre we were going. But I told him that that would be fine if he agreed to drive. He said, "Fine." I was thankful.


I think this dream was inspired by my last real life trip where I got a flat tire.

I forgot to add yesterday's dream.


Yesterday's Dream:

I had cut my hair and dyed it black. It was really short in back but the bangs were still somewhat long. I parted it in the middle. At first I thought it was a fun change. But then I started to miss having my long blond hair.

Dream 1:

This was a stressful and awful dream. There had been a murder of a group of people from my neighborhood. I was somehow watching a recording of their last moments before the killer methodically killed them. They were all lined up in a line. None of them were tied up and at first I wondered why they didn't just rush him. But then I realized that he had a gun and they probably wouldn't have gotten to him before being shot down. Plus, I could see how scared they were from their faces.

I saw the murderer walk up to Claire, who I used to work with. I had known she was one of the ones killed, but seeing her there, facing the murderer in what would be her last few seconds of life was horribly upsetting. I turned away from that image. There was no way I was going to watch her be killed. I wondered if she realized that she was that close to dying.


Later, I was somewhere esle. I left the group of people I was with to walk to the restroom. As I walked there I was thinking about the murder again. I knew that the murderer hadn't gone to jail. As I went into one of the stalls it dawned on me that one of the ladies that I had been with knew the murderer. I suddenly felt a little nervous. And of course as soon as I thought that, there she was. At first I tried to hide, but then I ran out of the bathroom. I knew she was following me. I knew she wanted to kill me. I was running sooo slow. I could barely put one step in front of the other. It made me mad, yet there was something about this feeling that was somewhat familiar.......


Dream 2:

I was in my backyard looking toward my back neighbor. I could see smoke. I climbed a little higher and saw that they were burning a pile of weeds and wood. But I also noticed that the fire had spread to their shed. I was about to call them, but then I saw them putting it out with a hose.

Later my neighbor and I were talking about how she had alays hated their backyard and wondered why it wasn't as nice as mine.


Dream 3:

I was in a friends home. I realized that there was some kind of program going on in the big family room. AS I went in I saw that the Osmond family was there singing. Donny and Marie were in the middle of singing one of their old traditional songs. I suddenly felt so nostolgic. My grandparents had liked watching Donny and Marie years ago, along with Lawrence Welk. It made me remember my happy childhood. I wached them sing wishing I had been there when they started. Then Jimmy stared to sing another old song. It was something from out of the scriptures. I pulled out my bible to find the right part.

Then my mom was there, and she had printed out the sheet music of some songs she wanted us to sing.

That murder dream sounded bad indeed and I hate it when you're slow or something is making you mad in a dream. I've had a similar stressful dream involving airport staff and missing a plain from being sooo slow.

Oh and is your backyard actually nicer?

Cheers

Originally Posted by Mr_Jinsue

That murder dream sounded bad indeed and I hate it when you're slow or something is making you mad in a dream. I've had a similar stressful dream involving airport staff and missing a plain from being sooo slow.

Oh and is your backyard actually nicer?

Cheers

Actually, no.... It was one of those inacruate dreams. In the dream their yard looked nothing like it does in real life. It was all dirt with an old crumbing wall. In real life it is nicely landscaped with a big well kept garden.

As far as being slow, I just need to tell myself again and again that running slow means...I'm dreaming. It's got to trigger lucidity one of these day, right? Maybe you too.

Okay, I had a ton of dreams last night, including a stupid stupid lucid dream.


Dream 1:

I was hiking with Jeff through long trails in the mountains. This dream seemed to last a long time, but I don't remember many details now. It seemed I made the trip more than once. The destination was a secluded grove in a mountain canyon.


Dream 2:

I was on top of a very tall rocky hill. I looked down and saw my friend Jim. His backyard bordered the bottom of the hill. I really wanted to go see him. I saw that there were several chainlink fences between where I was and where he stood. I took a huge flying jump and landed on the top of the first chainlink fence. Jim looked up and saw me. At first I wasn't sure that he should know about my superpowers. But then I figured that since he was a good freind that it was okay. I jumped again and landed gracefully at the top of the next fence further down the steep hill. I finally jumped the last jump and ended up in his yard.

We hugged both glad to see each other. I told him that I just happened to be here in his area. We visited for a while. Then his wife Kim came home and we hug too, and we all just talk and are happy to get to visit. I can't remember what all we talked about, but at the time it was a clear logical conversation.

Finally Kim left and I got tired (I blamed it on the trip). I saw a large recliner in their living room. I laid down on it to sleep. Jim sat down next to me and rested too. It felt comfortable and good to have him close. (It reminded me of "dream hugs" which also feel so nice).


Dream 3:

There was lots of tension in the air. Something horrible was supposed to happen. This was the day that everyone had dreaded for so long. I was in Salt Lake with my Aunt. My mom and younger sister were at my mom's. My mom called me and told me to be careful, that hopefully when this was all over we could be reunited.

Angela also showed up to ride out the storm with us. I found out that she was supposed to be getting married soon. Once we were all inside I looked out the window wondering what was going to happen. Then I saw it. A huge black storm coming in from the South East. I could tell it was going to be bad.

Dream 4 (lucidly lame):

I was in a digital cafe looking for a computer to use. Everytime I sat at a computer I found that there was something wrong with it. I grew frustrated (reminded me of the bathoom dreams).

At some point I became lucid. Insead of trying to find a vampire to bite me like I had planned on, the first thing that popped into my head was "Let's all take off our shirts!" So I spent the rest of the dream running around with no shirt on somehow thinking that was "really fun".

I have no idea where that stupid desire comes from. It's not like I go to bed thinking, "Wow, I hope I can become lucid so I can take off my shirt, cuz goodness knows I can't do that in real life if I wanted."


Dream 5:

Weird dream. I should have gone lucid here, one would think.

I was talking to a boy. This boy had no body, but was mostly just a head with kind of a neck and maybe a little torse. I was holding him in my hands/arms. I first thought he was really young. Then I asked him his age and he said "18". I asked him if he had graduated from high school. He told me that he hadn't really yet...that he was homeschooled. I then commented that if he was homeschooled than that was the equivilant of graduating several years ago. I had known some homeschoolers and they were always way ahead of the public schools.

I continued talking to this young man that was actually just a head without noticing that there was anything strange at all about it. He then tells me that he has written several books. In my mind I see the cover of one of his books and recognize it as something I have seem to have seen around. I tell him that, and how I now really wanted to read it since I knew who had written it.

We continue talking and he mentions how he likes to skateboard. I accept that for a moment, then wonder how he can skate with no body or legs. I decide that that must have been something he liked to do before the accident that took his body.

Then the boy is gone, but I'm still holding part of him in my hand. It is oozing a brown bloody liquid. I try to wipe it off my hands, but more oozes out. Finally the boy comes back. He has a body now. I am surprised to see this. He notices that I have part of him in my hand still. He tells me that that is something he needs. As he takes it he is a little horrified to see that it has bled all over me. He apologises. I can now see that he can skate because he does have a body. He tells me the accident made him this way.

Fragment 1:

I thought I might be pregnant.


Fragment 2:

I boy I know got in trouble for doing drugs.

At some point I became lucid. Insead of trying to find a vampire to bite me like I had planned on, the first thing that popped into my head was "Let's all take off our shirts!" So I spent the rest of the dream running around with no shirt on somehow thinking that was "really fun".

I have no idea where that stupid desire comes from. It's not like I go to bed thinking, "Wow, I hope I can become lucid so I can take off my shirt, cuz goodness knows I can't do that in real life if I wanted."

ROFL

Originally Posted by Tamias.Squirrel

ROFL

Aww...a Golden Mantled Ground Squirrel with a sense of humor...how delightful!

I love squirrels...even if they love junk food and are messy eaters.



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Cheeseballs!

I could tell lots of stories about cheeseballs.

Most of them end with a stomachache... those things are not good for you in the long run.

...but they're oh SO GOOD RIGHT NOW!

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Gimme!

That's a great picture, considering how skittish we tend to be. The messy eating is just habit, I suppose... I can't really explain it very well. It's strange, because we're very clean in other ways.

Thanks for sharing; that picture's being saved

~tamias

Unfortuantely, I can't claim that photo, as much as I love to take pictures like that. I am not sure I have ever actually seen a golden mantled ground squirrel in real life before. Maybe I have. I went to Yosemite in my youth. We have ground squirrels here in Northern AZ, but I think they are a different kind.

Anyway, lots of fun golden mantled ground squirrel pics on the internet.



What do you think those are? Cheeze-Its?.

Boy, you little guys like to pig out.





Edit:

This one is cute too.

Those are pure squee. And yes, it's normal for squirrels to think other squirrels are cute. It's hard to cuddle up to something that's not.

Also... Where in Arizona do you live? 'Cause I'm down here in Tucson. And it sucks. I mean, we have rock squirrels and cliff squirrels and pack rats, but they just aren't the same. Ironically, I was born in Yosemite, and I'd much rather be back there. Only Ben prolly couldn't come, and that would stink since we're sort of in this together now.

Boy, you little guys like to pig out.

Umm... yeah Nothing like a full tummy.

~tamias

P.S. Actually, the pack rats are okay. Adorable beyond words, too.

I'd rather not say exactly where I live, but it's not too far from the Grand Canyon and Lake Powell. So the opposite side of the state from you. It's hot here, too, but not nearly so. I've never been south of Phoenix, so I don't really know Tucson that well. I do like it here in the North. I really love the lake. There is not much that is more wonderful than a huge lake in the middle of a sandstone desert.

And aren't all squirrels cute? I think so. Soft black eyes, little (or really stuffed) cheeks, little paws that can pick up food. But I do agree that the golden mantle is particularly appealing.

Do squirrels ever kayak? My friend has a dog the size of a squirrel that loves to kayak.

Oh, you are so my favorite person right now T_T I can't get over how nice you are. Do you know how hard it is to find someone who appreciates you for who you are, and not what you do to their wiring?

Very.

A lake sounds wonderful ^_^ In Tucson, there are washes... but they don't often have water in them. If you could explain to a squirrel what kayaking was, he or she probably wouldn't undertake it, because while we love water, we loathe being wet. Just one of those impossibly grinding feelings you wish would just go away and leave you alone. But it'd be very hard to explain to a squirrel what kayaking is in the first place; most squirrel communication is physical and limited to expressing basic emotion. With the lack of a unified language, there's no way to express complicated ideas or plans. It was actually quite a blissful state of mind... no cares or worries, and everyone is so sympathetic to your desires because emotion is all we have, and it's our nature to look out for one another... I miss those days.

So to answer your question, within my knowledge, no, squirrels do not Kayak. I did go whitewater rafting on the Salmon River in Idaho about a year ago, and now Idaho is on my list of "beautiful-but-wet" places. Sociable chipmunk populations there, too.

~tamias

Wow...and I would have to say that you are my favorite gmgs. Cool how that works.

Now I would imagine that white water rafting is much wetter than kayaking. In fact, you can get into a kayak and spend the day on the water and never get wet at all, if you so desire.

The real trick is to know where the water is. And that all water doesn't necessarily look like water. My friend's dog found this out the hard way when we kayaked into a side canyon filled with debris. It looked like land, so it must be land. Unfortunatley for him, it wasn't, and he became a wet, debris covered dog. I was the lucky one to fish him out, and I soon become a wet, debis covered person as he shook most it it off on me.



So if you ever do go kayaking, don't trust what you see. Trust Ben, as I'm sure he wouldn't let anything happen to you.

Ben wouldn't let me go kayaking xD

And he only let me come along on the whitewater rafting trip cause I begged and pleaded to go because for some reason I didn't want to be alone at all that day... I spent most of the time inside his life jacket, except when we got to a calm part and everyone got out to swim... Then I just rested in some towels in the corner of the raft and got very sick.

It wasn't a terrific day for me.

I'm sorry to hear that you had such a hard time on that whitewater river trip. I can see how that is not a squirrels favortie activity. Did Ben have fun though? I hope so. We people love that kind of thing. Well, a lot of us, at least. I've never done white water rafting, but I can guess it would be right up my alley. It sounds like a pretty area. I drove through that area (or close) many many years ago. From what I remember it was gorgeous.



Dream 1:

I was with a group of ladies that were travelling to where we had to go to vote. We had been given a big packet that explained the voting procedures and had a CD with songs with it. The new voting rules were that you could vote as many times as you had dependants under the age of 18. I didn't think that sounded right. But it explained that these people had a greater investment in America, so they should get more vote.

Then the ladies put in the CD and chose the Obama song to listen to. The song was about how Obama was the guy to vote for because he could make everything right with the country.

It upset me a little that the Obama song was chosen--as if they just assumed we were all Obama supporters. There was a song that I wanted to listen to. I don't remember exactly what it was about (it was definitley not a MCCain song as I don't support McCain either). I think it was about the Constitution. At some point in the dream I remember listening to it and it was a wonderful song.



Dream 2:

I was going with my mom to visit my older sister who has cancer. We were talking about sleeping arrangements and things were were going to do when we got there.

Then were were there and I was looking at the flowers in her front garden, and how beautiful they were.

Then my sister and her husband come out and she is walking and she has hair that is styled very pretty. I don't realize this as being odd. I do comment on how I really like what she did with her hair. Then I ask her about one of the flowers in her garden that I like so much. It looks a bit like an Elephant Ear with the really big leaves. But this one had splotches of pink and blue and purple. It is incredibly beautiful. I thought the name of this plant would be called something like "Paint". But my sister tells me that it is called "Fish".

I later go to a store and buy the bulbs for this plant.

A random conglomeration of pics.

Kayaking....my very used shoes with my biking socks....me.









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You're pretty, even when reflected off of a CD

Also, adorable squirrels

If it was your friend's dog, why weren't they the one that jumped in? And what kind of dog was it that it couldn't swim?

Originally Posted by ninja9578

You're pretty, even when reflected off of a CD

Also, adorable squirrels

If it was your friend's dog, why weren't they the one that jumped in? And what kind of dog was it that it couldn't swim?

Thanks.

And yeah, aren't those squirrels cute. I guess I really liked the pictures where they had their cheeks full of food. Maybe it reminds me of my childhood hamster.


I can't remember what breed her dog is. He is small and white with one of those scotty dog mustaches. And he could swim, but he was freaked out becasue he thought he was jumping out onto the shore, so he was confused. My kayak was right in in front of my friend's so after he jumped out he saw me and came right to me. I just leaned over and pulled him out. I didn't have to dive in the lake. Which is good because that water wouldn't have been that fun to swim in.

your such a lucky duck to be kayaking in such an incredible landscape. i decided to give up kayaking because there is hardly anywhere to do it where i live in australia. took up spearfishn instead.