Thread: Newbie and former lucid-dreamer

Hey y'all. I'm Brainchild. I'm an ISFP on the Meyer-Briggs personality scale and a Libra. I call myself a former lucid-dreamer because my current dreams can't compare to the ones I had as a child. I guess I've lost the 'gift', but I intend to get it back.

I've been in therapy for a year now and have just passed a pivotal point in treatment that has made it possible for me to remember my dreams from childhood (before I couldn't; results of child abuse that I could remember). The past several days have been exhilarating. It's like I'm alive for the first time. Some memories I've come across have sent me looking for info on dreams because, as I had forgotten, I had a very active dream world as a kid. I now remember dreams from the past in the same way that I remember things that actually happened. But I know the difference between the two, of course. I'm just swimming with memories of my 10-year-old exploits (for some reason, I only drove cars in those lucid dreams but met a lot of people) in this neighbor that I've frequented many times while asleep, never when awake. And I'll just say one more thing (since I'm going off on a tangent) there was this old lady who was in maybe one or two of my lucid dreams. She lived in that neighborhood. I remember considering going to see her (I have no idea how I knew she lived there initially) because I felt that she was sad but I was also afraid of her, for some unknown reason. My dream-friends (I call them, although I can't fully remember them) were always against it when I suggested we go see her.
I remember the last time I went to that neighborhood. I remember thinking that I would go see her the next time. Several months passed before I realized that I hadn't had the dream again. I remember being very sad that I couldn't go back.

Ok, one more thing! Since then, I guess my mind created this movie theater that I frequented often as a teen while dreaming. And maybe once or twice in college. The thing about this movie theater is that it appeared whenever I truly wanted to go there. If I was in a dream and I suddenly felt out-of-control of a situation or if someone was upsetting me or if my life was being threatened, suddenly I would think about the theater, which would immediately immerse me in this calm (can't explain it) then suddenly the theater would be infront of me or around the corner from where I was. Most times there was a doorman, who got a little snippy at times (me turning on myself, I guess ). A couple of times I've just gone into the theater when no one's there and watched a movie. Sometimes there are real movies (only ones I've seen, of course).

Ok I'm done. It's hard for me to stop talking about my dream life since my breakthrough in therapy. There are many more dreams I'd like to share with you all so hit me up anytime if you care to hear a story.