The Dream Thread

[Eddie]

Yeah, whatever I'm doing is so natural, and then as soon as I wake up, POOF. I can't even understand what it was I was doing. I've never really had this sort of experience until a few months ago, and now it's almost every night. My only beef with it is that I'm tired after these dreams instead of feeling rested, but I suppose I must be doing something important, and will understand its worth in due time.

I've had a lot of that in the last couple of years, but not much lately. I suspect we're being instructed in some esoteric field which will prove valuable in the next few years.

[Eddie]

A dream from about a week ago:

I arrive at "Lynn's house", and go in. This is the house she grew up in, and her parents are there. It's not a regular house, but has one very large room, which has all of the normal furniture and appliances that a house would have. The floor and walls are divided up into a Cartesian grid, squares of about 10" to a side, and there is no ceiling.

We are younger; I am in my mid-20s, and she is a teenager of 16 or 17. There are a half-dozen miscellaneous young people there with us, ranging from a boy of about 8 years to a young man of about 20. We are just hanging out, watching TV, and so on.

Lynn's hair is longer than it is now, down to just past the center of her back. Her father gives me the vague impression of a strict and domineering sort, but he doesn't interact with us much, as he is consumed with some annoying household chore....fixing a stove or something. I do not know what relation the other young people are to Lynn, if any.

Off-center in the room, a swimming pool is inset into the floor. Lynn wants to dive in, and she is going to do a difficult and awkward dive that requires her to enter vertically near the edge, so she asks me to help steady her as she bends over. So I grab her by the hips from behind, and she starts to dive. Just then, I realize that the pool is covered with a thick, stretchy woven canvas covering; her father has put it on to prevent anyone from entering the pool, but she doesn't see it. I try to stop her from diving down but it's too late. Instead of plunging into the water, she crumples up on the canvas, and bounces a couple of times, as if she had dived onto a trampoline.

Then, we all (except her parents) decide to go to "my" house. It's about 90 miles from Louisville, but we are instantly there. It's the house I lived in from the age of 5 to 12. My parents are there. We all go in and start milling about, then move to the basement (which, in waking life, the house did not have). The basement door to the outside is open, and several animals keep wandering in and out; a cheetah, an enormous dog that looks like a dingo, and a lion that appears to be a cross between an African lion and a mountain lion. The first two are docile, but the lion is mercurial; he will let someone pet him for a while, then suddenly turn around and grab the person with claws and teeth.

The little boy of about 8 years is there. He is of some very special bloodline (sort of like Sophie from the Da Vinci Code movie), and Lynn and I realize that we must protect him at all costs. He is fascinated by the lion and keeps trying to pet and hug him. I have to keep giving the boy stern warnings to stay away from the lion, and keep trying to shoo the lion out of the basement; neither effort works very well. At one point the lion lies down with the dingo and the cheetah, and the little boy tries to lie down with the lion and hug him. To stop a tragedy, we all agree to leave, and go back to Lynn's house. So we go out into my front yard, and there, waiting for us, is a helicopterish craft.

We all pile in. It's not like a normal copter; all the passengers and pilot stand up in a transparent fairing in the belly, which is open at the sides....so we can see and hear everything below us. I expect to take a short flight back to Louisville, but instead, we travel for what seems like hours, flying around the world 5 or 6 times, at low altitude, and along some circuitous path that keeps us over land most of the time. All along the way, we see and hear people, and we can hear and understand everything being said by the people below us; it appears to be due to some advanced feature of the craft.

Finally we come to Los Angeles. There appears to be some sort of great festival going on, and throngs of people are everywhere. There are so many people they are even in trees and on roofs. They are all excited, smiling, jabbering, eating ice cream cones and hot dogs...and we can hear and understand all of them at once. We start to land near Venice Beach, and the dream ends.

I asked Lynn for permission to post this, and she gracefully agreed. We then had a detailed discussion via PM about the possible symbology of the dream, which I won't reproduce here.

[AnthroHeart]

Some of the stuff in my dreams that is so natural seems so taboo in real life.

[xise]

Yeah, whatever I'm doing is so natural, and then as soon as I wake up, POOF. I can't even understand what it was I was doing. I've never really had this sort of experience until a few months ago, and now it's almost every night. My only beef with it is that I'm tired after these dreams instead of feeling rested, but I suppose I must be doing something important, and will understand its worth in due time.

I've had a lot of that in the last couple of years, but not much lately. I suspect we're being instructed in some esoteric field which will prove valuable in the next few years.

I've had the same experience. Also now I get 3-4 dreams occasionally in like 20 minutes of meditation which I don't understand if I remember them. And in them I am often a different person. It feels like I'm downloading something.

I also had a recent dream on August 18, 2012 that felt like I was integrating my shadow. It was a reoccurring dream I believe over the past several years (decades?).

The usual dream is that I'm a part of a modern robin hood-style group of robbers. We're all pretty good friends in the same group of 5 or so, and all of except one of us the leader, who in all my dreams has the image of Willem Dafoe (haha!:



Anyway, in the usual dream I remember that Willem Dafoe wasn't always the leader, but it was so far back when we had a different leader that I had trouble remembering how things were before. He was a decent leader, but very much a STS leader who would be cruel occasionally for no reason, would risk the lives of our crew, and would dabble in missions that weren't robin-hoodish. He would occasionally also abuse/torture members of our group, including me, on occasion. But he was also a really fearless and strong leader, and we would always look to him when in doubt. At times in the past when he would risk me or the crew, or be cruel to a member of our crew or an innocent bystander, no one else would try to stop him. I remember thinking in the past the only way to stop this was to kill him, but I never made any action to do so.

So on the dream of August 18, 2012 (random aside...I woke up after the dream seeing CEV blue/green/violet swirls, something which has happened twice before, and always during solar flares..I checked the net and there solar flares the night before and within 30 minutes of my dream)....so anyway in the current dream our mission is to steal some super valuable item from a skyscraper building that is on the edge of a pennisula and surrounded on three sides by water with crazy security. We decide the best way was to land on the rooftop. We couldn't get a helicopter so we decide to board a civilian plane at at nearby airport which flys over the building after takeoff and pull the emergency door open and parachute out...yes risky...it's the ringleader's idea which we aren't too happy about. But we do it, but what happens is that I and an innocent bystander get sucked out. I survive but we figure the innocent died because he didn't have a parachute. The mission is completed and the gang comes to pick me up. I confront the ringleader about the mission and he goes off on me. The rest of the crew is just watching. I vaguely remember he pulled his gun on me as he always does and I decide enough is enough and I pull my mp5 submachine gun and fire at him, in his chest, belly and lower neck area (I'm not trying to kill him, but I felt compelled to fire at his throat and sacral chakra for some unknown reason - well I feel those are my two blocked chakras, but I wasn't thinking about that stuff in the dream). He takes almost like 12 shots, each bullet being absorbed in the area I shoot him in but no blood...he seems surprised and stunned and eventually falls down. I tell him that I'm not going to kill him but that he can either leave, or stay and be a part of us but that he was no longer in charge, I was.

I immediately wake up after that...

Note this was two days after had a random set of coincidences (including some heart chakra feelings) that led me to sitting and having a small meal and tea with a spiritual teacher in a small house in India. He told me that my main issue was to learn self-love (which is true) and taught about some ways I could heal myself...perhaps a coincidence. But he said that you are the center of your universe and you must love the center as well...and on an anecdotal note I feel better than I've been for as long as I can remember for for the past 8 days or so.

Anyway...exciting times we live in.
-xise

[xise]

Just woke up feeling that I entered 4D here right now on 3D Earth - can't really put my finger on why I feel that way. Can't shake the feeling that I had some dream I can't remember. I haven't been able to sleep for the last hour either, though I only got four hours of sleep ... I need to stop falling asleep to reading posts on this forum on my ipad lol!

[Cyan]

I keep having dreams where i know i'm asleep and i wake up when i, in the dream, say to the dream entities that now would be a good time to wake up and i wake up.

I've been having a "reality" that is so akin to a dream that there are hours and sometimes days where i'm unable to verify if i am asleep or not.

Some of the "dreams" i've had would be worth a book of their own, if i could only remember them in specific enough detail. But i suppose, thats the law of confusion for you. I have these deep dreams of conversations with my heart, soul, entities and the world and i think "oh, now i could wake up" and i wake up and only remember that i knew within the dream that it was a dream and that i woke up because i wanted to.

I've been feeling like my sleep is superpeaceful too. Like a giant big night long yawn from my heart.

[jacrob]

I've been having dreams the last couple of weeks that seem to go on for hours. An action packed movie that runs in sequence for the whole night. I'll wake up once through the night and when I fall back asleep the movie continues from where it left off. When the alarm goes off I'm exhausted. The dreams have a blue tinge to them as well, veering into purple. God Wide Void was in my dream last night, we were walking somewhere, and 3 cute baby elephants in my backyard. I simply love baby elephants knees!

[jacrob]

oh still can't get over the cuteness of baby elephant above...heart melting.

Dreamt was in a plane going down the runway and the runway was pitted with potholes and deep ridges so the plane was bumping and rattling along and I was covering my eyes, then there was a smooth bit and we took off into the skies.

Then wherever I landed I ended up walking the steepest hill ever, and when I got to the top this massive flock of Rainbow Lorikeets flew over my head, swirling around chirping.

The message/symbolism is very obvious which I like.

[Patrick]

I'm dreaming of Lions a lot these days...

[jacrob]

I'm dreaming of Lions a lot these days...

Hey I had a lion in my dream last night too and I forgot till I read above.
Lion According to Dreammoods: "....To see a lion in your dream symbolizes great strength, courage, aggression and power. You will overcome some of your emotional difficulties. As king of the jungle, the lion also represents dignity, royalty, leadership, pride and domination. You have much influence over others. You also need to exercise some restraint in your own personal and social life. Alternatively, a lion represents your need for control over others. You have to be in charge....."

[Patrick]

I'm dreaming of Lions a lot these days...

Hey I had a lion in my dream last night too and I forgot till I read above.
Lion According to Dreammoods: "....To see a lion in your dream symbolizes great strength, courage, aggression and power. You will overcome some of your emotional difficulties. As king of the jungle, the lion also represents dignity, royalty, leadership, pride and domination. You have much influence over others. You also need to exercise some restraint in your own personal and social life. Alternatively, a lion represents your need for control over others. You have to be in charge....."

Well my dream lions are always very cuddly. I guess the more negative aspects are tamed.

[Spaced]

I'm dreaming of Lions a lot these days...

Hey I had a lion in my dream last night too and I forgot till I read above.
Lion According to Dreammoods: "....To see a lion in your dream symbolizes great strength, courage, aggression and power. You will overcome some of your emotional difficulties. As king of the jungle, the lion also represents dignity, royalty, leadership, pride and domination. You have much influence over others. You also need to exercise some restraint in your own personal and social life. Alternatively, a lion represents your need for control over others. You have to be in charge....."

Well my dream lions are always very cuddly. I guess the more negative aspects are tamed.

Cuddly Lions eh?

[Spaced]

I've had a chorus from a song stuck in my head for a couple of days now and I can't for the life of me remember where I heard it and google turns up nothing so I imagine I must have heard it in a dream.

Anyhow, it's just a simple chorus as sung in a 1940s Andrews Sisters style that goes:

"I'm moving on,
I'm on the right track,
I'm moving on the right track and I can't turn back."

repeated over and over.

It's becoming a sort of mantra for me

[AnthroHeart]

My sleep is very restful as well. When I wake up, it's like I've left a family behind.

[Patrick]

My sleep is very restful as well. When I wake up, it's like I've left a family behind.

The last time I felt this is when I woke up from a surgery with general anesthesia. It was evident that I was in a wonderful place, but I can't remember the place or the people, just a vague feeling that is was wonderful.

[Conifer16]

september 13th
i was a man in the military and was engaged in many battles and was finally returning home for some time off.
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i can't remember much from that part of the dream but this next part was pretty sad. the setting is a dark room. it is decorated in grays and blacks and is lit up with candles and lamps. it is a very rich room for all of that. outside it is dark ad you can see a massive massive city with technology of astounding flavor. ships flying everywhere giant skyscrapers and buildings lit up everywhere. all the lights are greens and blues, the darker shades of these two colors. in this room is a pale of sadness, spirit crushing sadness. all of the guests are women. they are dressed in cloth of mourning. every single one of them has had all their male relatives drafted into the war. brothers,fathers,lovers. all of them. the whole city empty of males. the feeling in the air is a feeling of lost hope and helplessness. everyone knows that the enemy this people are up against is too strong and everyone that goes to fight will never return. the people in this room are of the upper crust of society, all of them enjoying one last bottle of wine before their reality is shattered. i am not in a body at this point but floating behind the shoulder of a young woman in her 20s with dark hair and ivory skin. she walks up to another woman and sits down. this other woman has red hair and slightly less white skin. both have sober looks to their faces. the red haired one is older.. maybe in her 40s or 50s. the younger woman says something about still having hope, but the older woman brushes away her suggestion saying something about" how can anyone have hope when the very nature of what is about to happen leaves out the structure for hope to exist." this quiets the younger woman and the older one looks over her shoulder.(now i am looking through the eyes of different people) she says something about how she "would be inspired by the younger woman's optimism in any other circumstance, but in the face of such events as are about to occur how can anyone be justified in their optimism?" the younger woman replies something to the tune of "because the very nature of reality dictates that hope and optimism are fundamental. we have never been abandoned by our lord creator before, why would he do so now?" from here the scene fades away with the sudden sounding of alarms across the city indicating enemy ships have been sighted in orbit and were charging weapons.
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the next scene opens up a very long time later. from what i could gather in the dream there were several domes made of stone with openings to the outside shielded from losing their atmosphere by force fields. these domes were connected by long bridges also shielded so as to let people walk across them. outside there was no atmosphere. inside these domes are hundreds of strange looking pods that hold women. only women. all dressed in battle gear of some sort. these people that are awake and walking around seem to be caretakers of the pods. i get the feeling that the main population lives under ground. i am currently floating around bodiless again. i follow one technician over to a pod that had just started giving off some strange readings. suddenly i am looking through someones eyes. the woman in the pod. she has just woken up and looks over at the astonished technician asking "where am i? what year is it? who are you? where are my sisters? did we manage to save any of them?" the technician does not understand. i gather that english is not understood anymore by these people, it is some ancient forgotten language. suddenly i am once again without body and watch as the man runs off to find his leaders. the woman tries to get out of her pod but as she opens the glass cover she suddenly can't breath and her vitals go haywire. she closes it and realizes that the atmosphere is different and she can't breath it. i am now floating down a corridor following two men. the technician and a superior of some sort. he is asking the technician if it is really one of the "veritarium? vertasiam?veri-something. warriors of legend. and the technician says that he doesn't know. she did speak some language he can't understand and he knows all the known languages, so maybe. the two rush into the room and i am suddenly in the future, she has been given a breather machine that she wears like a mask but only over her mouth and nose. she is in a room trying to teach them how to understand english. they are having trouble. now i am even further in the future. more women have woken up and they are all adjusting to the change. the first one has managed to teach a few people english and is explaining that she and her sisters are the survivors of a great attack and were fighting back after the initial phase but had to go into pods to escape total destruction. these pods were deep in the planet. the techs tell her how their people had pulled the pods out of the great caverns and brought them to the surface where the most energy could be harvested for their technology. they tell her how they are descendants of battle survivors who had drifted in space till they found a new planet and had taken wives of these new humans there then built new ships and flew back home only to find it destroyed with no sign of their women having survived. saddened they had taken up residence underground and had passed down stories of their original survival and of their goddess like women that had perished because they were to weak. only after the original people had finally died out did the new population find the pods. but they could not open them and did not understand how they worked. only that they should study them and did just that. at this point my dream becomes un memorable and starts to become wacky and strange again.

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this felt kind of like a download or something. haha :-P this is all stuff i learned in the dream itself. but i also "know" stuff about lots of things that i didn't specifically learn about in te dream. haha :-)

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like how the solar system this planet was a part of is binary and orbits a red giant and white dwarf. there are four other planets besides this one. and it was in the milky way somewhere in the upward wave.(reference to nassim haramein's idea about the milky way and how it is like a double torus. the upper wave would be the part rising up and in towards the downward central spiral :-)

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i would swear that, that info was not part of the dream yet it just flows into my head without having to think it up, like if i was imagining it. :-)

[Jeremy]

Last night was very interesting. Among the normal mishmash of work related dreams, I had quite the vision just before I woke up. I saw what looked to be a tree with thousands of branches but no leave. In their place, we're tear drop shaped items which were the spirits waiting to be reborn.

After that, I heard a voice saying that and so it begins again, as the earth begins to replenish itself and I saw this gigantic skin toned circular object with countless tear drop shaped objects packed together side by side almost like the center of a sunflower. They slowly began to peel away and shoot behind this object in what appeared to be a black hole of sorts where they turned into streams of light. I then woke up and was absolutely amazed

[Wai]

I have dreams that continue on consecutive nights. The "longest" dream I had continued across six consecutive nights. Its like watching part 1, part 2, part 3... of a movie.

I also have dreams that continued a week later, or a month later.

Wondering whether anyone here have dreams that continued over a few nights.

[Eddie]

I have dreams that continue on consecutive nights. The "longest" dream I had continued across six consecutive nights. Its like watching part 1, part 2, part 3... of a movie.

I also have dreams that continued a week later, or a month later.

Wondering whether anyone here have dreams that continued over a few nights.

Yep...happens to me too.

[Brittany]

Last night I dreamed that someone was shooting death rays off in my neighborhood. I walked outside and a bunch of traffic was stopped in the street, and the people inside the cars were nothing but skeletons, as if all their skin had been disintegrated. Somehow the death ray only seemed to affect human flesh, bypassing metal structures such as vehicles (reminds me of War of the Worlds).

No one wanted to go outside for fear that they would be caught in one of these death rays, as no one knew where they were coming from. I, however, wound up walking around in the street, and found myself in front of a bratty little girl. I must have made her angry somehow because she suddenly shot a huge, red ray of light from her body. I simply held up my hand in front of the beam and absorbed it into my body. There was a mild pain, but I certainly didn't disintegrate. I thought to myself *THIS is the dreaded death ray? That was nothing!"

I started walking away and the little girl couldn't seem to comprehend how I had survived her death ray completely uninjured while everyone else had died instantly. She followed after me, yelling at me, and can't remember what happened after that.

Combining this dream with certain events in my life, I interpreted it as having to do with my personal power and the way it is wielded. An immature child cannot wield such power to any beneficial extent because they do not possess the degree of awareness and discipline that would allow them to shape it from something raw into something useful. It takes a mature, aware adult to be able to calmly face such power and discern its wisest usage. I have heard the phrase over and over in my head: "The path of the apprentice ends. Take up now the path of the master." It is time for me to take responsibility for my own massive power and use it in the appropriate fashion.

[Confused]

Last night I dreamed that someone was shooting death rays off in my neighborhood. I walked outside and a bunch of traffic was stopped in the street, and the people inside the cars were nothing but skeletons, as if all their skin had been disintegrated. Somehow the death ray only seemed to affect human flesh, bypassing metal structures such as vehicles (reminds me of War of the Worlds).

No one wanted to go outside for fear that they would be caught in one of these death rays, as no one knew where they were coming from. I, however, wound up walking around in the street, and found myself in front of a bratty little girl. I must have made her angry somehow because she suddenly shot a huge, red ray of light from her body. I simply held up my hand in front of the beam and absorbed it into my body. There was a mild pain, but I certainly didn't disintegrate. I thought to myself *THIS is the dreaded death ray? That was nothing!"

I started walking away and the little girl couldn't seem to comprehend how I had survived her death ray completely uninjured while everyone else had died instantly. She followed after me, yelling at me, and can't remember what happened after that.

Combining this dream with certain events in my life, I interpreted it as having to do with my personal power and the way it is wielded. An immature child cannot wield such power to any beneficial extent because they do not possess the degree of awareness and discipline that would allow them to shape it from something raw into something useful. It takes a mature, aware adult to be able to calmly face such power and discern its wisest usage. I have heard the phrase over and over in my head: "The path of the apprentice ends. Take up now the path of the master." It is time for me to take responsibility for my own massive power and use it in the appropriate fashion.

It is interesting that the death ray shot from the bratty little girl in your dream was red in color. May be it is symbolism that you have gotten over issues of survival (or earthly thriving as we know it now) that may have been plaguing you for some time. I am just hazarding a guess.

[Brittany]

Well, I have been doing a great deal of work on my red ray.

[xise]

Nice dreams! Seems that the dreamscape has been busy...my experiences being no exception as I've had the following three dreams recently:

This past sunday during an evening nap:

I dream I was hanging out with some friends, and this one good friend and I go to play volleyball, and when we get to the gym, I feel like I forgot to wear shoes. But then I look down, and I'm wearing gym shoes. But I'm totally confused, because I don't feel like I'm wearing shoes - I feel like my bare feet are touching the ground. I'm mad confused and I tell my friend. He kind of doesn't say anything but he is just silent and waits for me to resolve it. I think I made the decision to put on a new pair of shoes, but I don't really remember if I went through with it because I think he suggests we do something else where shoes are not an issue...per brief google research shoes have to do with grounding. Interesting.

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The second dream right after the last shoe dream was a zombie dream. I've had zombie dreams before, but I would always be totally immune even to the airborn zombie infection. In this dream, we're in an airport when the infection breaks out. The police quarantine the various terminals.

I, along with my mother and a group of two dozen travelers are in a terminal that is supposed to be clean. We see zombies through the glass in another terminal. However, we notice that in our terminal the infection breaks out at the other end. There aren't many people in this terminal so I lead the group the other way in hopes of finding a safe exit. So we run to the other end of the terminal and it looks like the zombies left us alone and there aren't any near by.

Before we can finish searching the end of the terminal, members of my group start slowly turning into zombies - it isn't an instant change, as people are aware as they become infected and slowly become rabid. One guy in the group is already going nuts and starts to bite people. The rest of us run toward the only known exit at this point - to break into another terminal full of infected but that is the one next to the arrivals/departures so we can make it to the police barricade. I see my mother start to express signs of the disease and as another member of group goes rabid and tries to bite me, she protects me.

I'm the only one that makes it to the completely infected terminal near arrivals and departures. Dead police are everywhere, as are zombies but they I keep my distance and they seem to not notice me. I find a police officer who is running back to the entrance of the airport where the other police are - he is afraid as he seems separated from his buddies. I flag him down and he says wait, you might be infected, I have to test you by giving you some water. If you can hold it down, you're not infected. He gives me water to drink and I can't swallow it, it just won't go down and I have to spit it out - I'm infected!!

Before he can say anything else, zombies are nearby and start to go for him. He bolts. The zombies chase after him. One voodooish female zombie who is not completely mindless looks at me and says I can cure you. She starts to wag some doll in front of me and comes closer and tells me to get naked and to take off my pants and underwear. I get the impression there is some truth to what she says but that she is also crazy so I keep my distance. She seems like she wants to spit bile on me and so I run away. She follows for a little bit and continues to shake her doll around.

I make it to the airport entrance and the police are in disarray. There are tens of dead zombies near the exit, not killed by bullets but killed what appears to be direct full on 100% sunlight. I run into the sunlight. It doesn't affect me. I run onto the road and get to a traffic light on foot just outside the airport. There a police car is on patrol and stops and tells me we need to verify you're not infected. He makes me drink water. I can drink without a problem. And the dream ends. They say zombies representations stagnation, sheep mentality, lack of emotional connection. Yikes!

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Earlier this evening, in another afternoon nap, I have a dream that I'm in College, except this college is for magical arts. I'm going to my dormroom after a crazy night out of just partying with friends. As I go to sleep, I notice some weird magical effects like levitation spells in my room and my roommate notices it too. We laugh it off as a prank. As I lay in bed and pass out for what feels like a few minutes, I wake up again. My roommate is gone. I hear weird noises outside of my room. I go into the common area where there were 5-6 dormmates hanging out and they are mysteriously absent. I check their rooms. Empty. I check the halls. Noises of strange creatures emanate but I don't see any. Sometimes it feels and sounds like these creatures are coming closer to me and are just around the corner but I manage to hide and avoid them each time. I feel like there is something in my room - I keep going back to my room - there is some item that will help solve this mystery as to what happened to my friends and everyone else. I feel like this is some test. I wakeup.

....The dreamscape has definitely been awesome lately

[xise]

More fun in dreamland...all from 7:35 am (decided to call in sick ) to 9am. And this time it includes a homecoming type event...but mostly Lana and Aaron...and also nested dreams (I dream inside the sleep sessions of my dream haha!!)

In my dream, I go to visit a non-spiritual friend. However, my friend also happens to live near Aaron so I go see him as well. Somehow, in my dream, the place I'm staying at is the exact same as my own apartment, right down to the roommates. Before I go see Aaron, I'm walking around in the parking complex thinking about Aaron and Lana and surprisingly I see Lana! She greats me with a smile and biggggg hug and insists I come over to a house with all these L/L people. I get the sense it's her house or somehow she is in charge of the homecoming type event there. We talk and I realize it was stupid of me to not expect her of all people to be in the same area Aaron was in.

I get to the house and it's filled with many spiritual seekers, just like homecoming 2012; most of them are outside. Lana invites me inside the house and then there is another guy there. She and the guy seem to have some issues to resolve, but I get the sense that they have a past. As I'm sitting in the room with them, Aaron walks in. Aaron greets me and then sits closer to me than to Lana. I get the impression that there is some sort of love triangle going on and that Lana is torn between Aaron and another guy but Aaron is filled with love and seemingly wants the best for her. The other guy I can't get a read on.

Lana then invites me to go into another small office type room by myself and use some device to get rid of some of unhelpful thoughtforms she sees on me though she mainly seems concerned with having a private conversation with Aaron and the other guy. I go into the other room and use the device but don't know how to use it properly and only try half heartedly since I figure it was manly to give them some alone time.

Soon enough Aaron leaves the room and comes gets me and then we sit in the living room with other people walking by. He doesn't seem like he wants to talk about what happened with Lana but is generally acting fine. I ask him if he knows what Lana is talking about considering those thoughtforms. He said yes he can see something as well. Then he tells me he's going to put me into a trance to bring it out. He starts talking to me and within 30 seconds I feel this demonic thoughtform energy surge within me as it takes possession of my facial characteristics and demeanor and I just put my head forward and sneer and growl at Aaron. But then the energy is immediately pulled forward through my face and comes out and I collapse. (Note, I felt like this happened to my friend who is struggling with enjoying negative methods but is spiritual when we did shrooms...at one point I was telling him it does not matter who we were in the past but who we are now, and to embrace the love, and his features went demonic for 15 seconds as he tells me that I do not want to see who he used to be - I know he's done some dark stuff, but how dark he never talks about). I immediately am on the ground grinning and trying to play it off but I'm scared shitless and ask Aaron what was that.

At this point someone else notices the commotion and has observed what happened. Aaron tells me and the other lady "it's the shrooms, it's just the guilt about shrooms I think." The other lady watching us puts a ton of colored ointment (yellow colored?) on my third eye to see if anything else comes out, so much that it drips and covers most of my nose and face. I go into a trance...but I don't feel any thoughtforms, and come out of it normally. Aaron tells me yeah man your guilt about using shrooms or some experience you had on shrooms created that blockage. I tell him that's odd because although sometimes I get paranoid on shrooms, it's only happened 2 out of 6 times and I never acted on it. He tells me I should probably stay away and only deal it not use it with a smile. (As I write in real life, this I do feel that I last used shrooms unknowingly in a place that probably was "haunted", and I was told that while I was on the shrooms, and that night after I went to sleep sober I did dream in real life that I talked to a rapist-murder who was trying to tell me how cool it was to do the stuff he does but I was just chill and I kept telling him that's ok man but it's not my path. I also fearful in meditation for a week after that. But after our little sage/shroom filled night in my friend's haunted apartment, it seemed to be a lighter and cleaner place - this happened maybe 4 months ago)

At this point, while still in the dream, I wakeup in my room. I know that some portion of above was a dream (within my dream), and I think it was the exorcism with Aaron...I think everything else was legit. I notice that my phone isn't working. The clocks in my room have nonsensical readings like L_|2 as if they were all shorted by pure energy. The blinds in my room were pulled up and my room was locked and when I went to sleep they were pulled down. I try to restart my phone to videotape this to document it but it won't start. Then I see the blinds, of their own accord, float in mid air for a bit, and I get the feeling that I am being told that I am far enough long on the path that these sort of outright miracles will not impinge my free will for I already believe. My phone starts, but the camera/video recording application is not working. I feel at the top of the world for having seen this miracle and feel I need to tell someone. I go to see my male roommate and he looks like he's just about to leave to go somewhere and there is a new male friend of his. He introduces me to him and I get the impression his male friend is gay as he greets me with a hug and seems to try to kiss me on the lips - I get the vibe he's attracted. I turn the cheek and try to be polite as possible because after all, I take it as a compliment but I'm a lover of the women only My roommate and his friend leave before I can tell them what happened. I then hit up the house Lana is in charge of and everything seems normal - right down to Aaron still in a circle talking, with Lana on his lap making out with him . The other guy Lana had in my dream or earlier the other day is no where to be seen. I tell Aaron and Lana about my shroom exorcism dream. Then I wake up

This journey is just awesome sometimes!!

[Brittany]

I've had nested dreams before. Weird stuff. A lot of times I will think I'm awake and then nothing in the house will turn on, as if the power is all dead. In one or two of these dreams I've had vivid out of body experiences, only to wake up for real in bed.

[Eddie]

Well, this is really getting interesting.

Xise, remember to keep asking yourself this...."Am I awake, or am I dreaming?"

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p.s. You too, Lynn.....

[xise]

Well, this is really getting interesting.

Xise, remember to keep asking yourself this...."Am I awake, or am I dreaming?"

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p.s. You too, Lynn.....

Eddie, your suggestion of asking myself "am I awake or am I dreaming" resonates greatly in my heart. I think I'll have to start practicing it in real life for it to come automatically in my dream. Thanks

We should create a thread on exploring dreams in general. For example, to meditating in dreams, and to ask also yourself whether you are awake or dreaming to facilitate lucidity. I'm sure there are other useful things to explore as well.

[Eddie]

In keeping with a recent sub-theme on this thread, the night before last I had three dreams in succession that were essentially the same dream, with minor changes in the characters and in the setting. They involved water and fish, which I have been dreaming about frequently lately. Almost every night, I have at least one dream about water and fish.

One of my dreams last night was significant for me, for what it implies. It was one of those dreams that wasn't "just a dream". It was a long one, so I'll skip the details, but the important aspect was that a woman, who was dying of cancer, came to me for comfort. At some level (probably on the astral plane) I did hospice work last night.

[Eddie]

I had a beautiful dream last night.

To back up a bit, in the dream that I related above, an attractive blond woman was in the dream; I recognize her as a helper or guide who brought the cancer victim to me. She didn't speak, but had a wonderful, loving, joyful aura. So I wanted to see her again, to work with her again.

Last night, as I went to bed, I invited all spirit guides, astral helpers, and other positive friends to join me, to come and reveal themselves. I had trouble sleeping, and didn't get to sleep until 3 or 4 in the morning. When I finally did, immediately I went into this dream:

I was again a young boy, 7 or 8 years old. I was in the back of a van being driven by my mother. We turned onto the street that we lived on back then, and began driving down the street toward the bottom of the hill, where we lived. As we got about halfway down the street, I looked out of the back of the van, and saw, above a house at the top of the street, a UFO. It was a sphere about 6 feet in diameter, transparent like a bubble, but magenta-colored. Inside were three lights, shaped like triangles or deltas, with their apexes joined at the center. They glowed a pinkish-red, and pulsated. As I noticed the object, it noticed me, and began following us. I wasn't afraid at all; the object was indescribably beautiful, and I was excited to see it.

My mother drove down to the circle at the end of the street and turned around, and started heading back up the street. The UFO overshot us, but then began following us again. As we got about halfway back up the street, we turned into the driveway of a house where some friends of ours lived, and parked. The UFO pulled in right behind us, and got right up to the back window of the van. The glowing triangles then resolved into a vague face, which resembled both the Chilbolton crop circle face, and the Cydonia face on Mars, as illustrated below:



I then stepped out of the van, and the bubble came at me, and merged with me. I had an instant of great joy and excitation at that moment. The dream then ended, and I woke up immediately.

This was one of those dreams that was so vivid, and so convincing, that I awoke confused; it took me some time to realize that I was in my adult body, in my king-size bed, at 3:00AM, and not there in my childhood friend's yard.

Whoever it was in that bubble, was one of my friends from "out there". I love visits like that.

[Ens Entium]

I had a dream where "I" was explainign to myself how exactly those things that are unconscious remain so..how the subconscious mind does this. Then it progressed to a situation where I (learning) had the realisation of exactly how the conscious mind, call upon or is a construction of those things the unconscious has within it.

In the dream, it was actually very clear. It was visually related, i could see how imagery was emphasised and de-emphasised by an overlayed image...i got the sense that the overlayed image was the conscious story or way was the selector for the images "underneath", which had a life or story of their own.

Shortly after i woke i forget everything about the exact mechanics of this process...was frustrating.

Does anyone have recommendations on how induce a re-explanation or repeat if this?

Or generally how to take a question into a dream..and remember the answer!