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Last night I had SIX LDs
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They all started the same - me escaping from a (forgotten) monster by flying through a wall and then flying around city streets at night. Then more flying and then hot hot hot women, sometimes at the same time, with plenty of time to practice various techniques
Anyway I'll cut (censored?) to the tree bit.

Remembered the advanced task.

To the side of the street there was a small park with a big gnarled oak in the middle.
I flew down and landed several feet away. The tree had a bum (!?) - must've been the previous dreams seeping in...

I thought it might be difficult to 'merge' and wondered if the tree would mind. So I started doing a Qi Gong (Chinese energy work) exercise called 'Embrace Tree'. No sooner had I started than I felt myself being drawn in by the tree. Brief thoughts of the scene from Fellowship of the Ring where Old Man Willow 'ate' ?Pippin sprang to mind - but all seemed OK.

Everything went darkest brown. The wonderful scent of resin, roots and earth filled my world. There were also two sounds: the first a repeating bell/ gong - Tibetan? - a high, crystal clear note, quite sublime; the second was a buzz/ hum like the sounds of a large spaceship.

I couldn't move my trunk, but my arms and legs seemed less restrained - although confined by grooves or channels - difficult to explain. The other main feeling was that of upwards movement - slow, powerful and relentless. As I grew/ moved upwards my arms became freer, and my fingers and toes started to tingle.

I became aware that I was not alone - I wondered if there were other DV members in there, but couldn't see or feel anything. I then wondered if it might be the tree itself. I tried to reach out to communicate with it - but it seemed like by now I WAS the tree.

At this point I woke, a little dissapointed to not have stayed with it, but too excited to not want to write it down straight away, and to relive the memory.

Great task! I feel elated and yet very grounded...