The Dream Thread

[Brittany]

Hello, All. For some reason, I wanted to share this dream I just had.

I was at my usual job, but I was working at a Kroger in Cincinnati. This Kroger was really awesome. They had all this really healthy, good-looking food on buffets in the front of the store and couches in the back. I was working with my supervisor and another guy and girl. My supervisor got really upset because the manager kept bothering her and she burst out crying and ran outside. He went out and tried to talk to her and I realized that it was time for me to go home. As walked outside, I felt happy because my job was turning into a fun place to work at, but then I realized I was still in Cincinnati and I had to go back to my Kroger in Kentucky and that bummed me out a bit.

I got in my car and turned onto the road, but it turned out it was a 1 way street. I freaked out and turned into this little driveway to turn around. As I went further up the driveway it turned into sort of a little dirt road and I saw a beautiful little bridge coming up. Beyond the bridge was a wonderful farm that I could have stayed at forever. An older woman came out and asked me not to drive any farther because it would mess up the road. I told her I was just trying to turn around to go back to Kentucky.

The woman and her husband were really nice and helpful to me, and I turned around and I guess I drove home (time skip?) and suddenly I was coming out of my parents' house and I looked up and there was what looked like a plane falling out of the sky. The plane then turned into some kind of train, and it fell into the back yard and exploded. I just stared at it, dumbstruck, then I finally came back to my senses and ran inside and got my dad.

My dad came out and poked around the crater the thing had made. He said it wasn't a plane, it was a baby dragon still in the egg, but a claw was starting to poke out.

Haven't quite figured out what to make of all of it, but I got the distinct feeling that my driving onto that farm was me somehow returning home. I felt such a longing for that place, but my vehicle wasn't suitable. Then I felt like the man and woman were my guides, very politely turning me around and showing me the way back so I can finish my work here, until I can abandon such a heavy vehicle and come back on foot. It was so beautiful, and it made me feel really good when I woke up.

Thanks for listening.

[Eddie]

Your rate of progress seems to be accelerating rapidly, Ahktu. It will be very interesting to see what the coming year brings!

[CircleofOne]

Wow you have great insight on the metaphors there! In the meantime keep your eyes peeled for falling plane-train-Dragons

I wonder if the one-way road had any symbolic significance?

[CarlS]

Hearing about your dream was refreshing because it hits on a few of my recent beliefs that I've been thinking heavily on. One of which is the fact that I've stopped sleeping much and lay awake thinking constantly about how important family is. Now all of us are here because a man and woman created us and blink here you are reading this. If you're fortunate you can still call or see these people but the important thing is to have something you can consider as family that you can talk to. This is the one way road called the family tree and we are the tip of the root or branch of some massive family of trees or plants or structure or anything you can think of that you can relate too. The energy of our past has imbedded itself into so much of our lives it's an impossible factor to equate in any way but belief. We as a species are evolving along with our supreme being Mother Earth at an extreme rate because we can. Some of us are more in tune then others and dreams are a big part. Dragons are the magical beings of dreams. I've talked of the importance of dragons already and the earth itself is like a huge dragon egg. But it's not just any kind of dragon. It's a Chuthulu like dragon of many heads, claws, wings, scales, fins....all kinds of sh*t. PG rated to the X-Factor of 7 is a good equation to think of metaphysically in mathmagical terms. The last time I had dreams I could remember so well I encountered a lot of instances of De Ja Vu that made me giggle a bit each time. Prepare yourself because when that egg hatches madness begins. Thank god for all the movies and crap that has prepared you to handle the madness of simple mindedness. It is a bumpy ride and pain is part of the payment......laughter is a great equalizer. Be sure to laugh with everyone or at yourself.....not at others.

[Brittany]

Hey, all. Just had another dream I wanted to share because I feel it was relating similar principles. This one was really long and my memory of it is a bit more disjointed. I'm sure huge clumps of it are missing, but here was the gist of it:

I went on a trip with a bunch of people. Some people I work with were there, along with my husband and some of the characters from the story I am writing, most noteably Gray, a government operative and Rafael, a boy who is obsessed with studying demons and angels. We all went to this huge white house out in the country that was apparently a casino or something, because I think I was gambling, and a huge party was going on. I think some of the people from work wanted to go somewhere else but I got this feeling like it was getting late and we were running out of time. I heard a clock chime ten times and was worried about getting enough sleep to get up early the next morning.

It gets kind of fuzzy for a while, but eventually Gray and Rafael both got kidnapped by some agency, which really upset me. I wound up finding the agency's base and got inside. I saw Gray down in a large room and he grabbed a katana that was hanging on the wall and started swinging it around, trying to escape. The leader of the place was watching him and someone asked him if he was going to do anything to stop Gray's behavior. The man said he liked keeping his prisoners in an open environment so he could study their behavior patterns. He said Gray was free to do whatever he wanted, as long as he realized he would be punished when they finally caught him and brought him back. He also said that he had turned Rafael into something quite different- pulled out the latent power that came with all the darkness inside of him. This man seemed so cold and conniving, but he also seemed really curious, like the whole setup was all just this really interesting TV show and he was honored to have a part in it.

Gets fuzzy again, and the next think I remember I'm walking around with my mom and this cranky old lady in a wheelchair. We decide we need to drive home, and I try to take this shortcut through this little road in the forest, but it has filled in with water since I last drove on it. At that point the cars disappear and we have to walk back, and I just start walking on water like it's nothing. It was really beautiful back in this forest...extremely peaceful. I shouldn't have been speeding through there in a car. I told my mom we would have to stick to the main road, even though it was a longer drive.

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So here is what I'm interpreting so far:

1. I've dreamed about the white house before. It tends to represent a higher level of consciousness to me- a locational manifestation of the higher metaphysical planes. I've heard that in dreams other people usually represent parts of your Self, and the fact that there were tons of different people in there could suggest that my recent attempts to unify previously separated aspects of my personality are becoming successful, therefore allowing me a greater appreciation of the One. I suppose the fictional characters in there would show that my Inner Creator is becoming more activated- that even things from my imagination are playing a part in my attaining a whole new, fuller concept of being. The gambling...maybe it represents letting loose and being in the moment? I've never been able to bring myself to gamble...still don't think it's a great idea, but I could see the benefits of not stressing about things so much.

2. The whole government agency thing...I really don't know what to make of that yet. It seems like it had something to do with free will and possibly karma, but the dude who was talking seemed really out of place. This dream otherwise seemed really peaceful and happy and he was so dark. I suppose the fact that it is a male in authority would make him represent some aspect of my unconscious higher self, but not sure...

3. Once again I am getting roads that I can't follow. I am wondering if the main gist of this is that right now I need to be sticking to the "main road" of keeping my heart open at all costs, instead of getting distracted by the really interesting side effects of a continual awakening. I got a sense of urgency in this dream...the whole clock striking ten reminded me of the phrase "the eleventh hour", and I feel like this was signifying that we are very close to being in the 11th hour...the last hour before something new. I got the distinct feeling that the 10:00 thing denotes a small period of time before the full effects of harvest begin to be realized. This is such a small window that it would benefit me most to simply focus on keeping that green ray going...there really isn't time for me to undertake any new side projects. My mission here is widing down to a close...things are really getting down to the wire. This is it. It's practically at the doorstep.
Still, the places I went to on these roads before being stopped were so extremely beautiful. I feel like this might be an indication of things to come...that if I just stay on that main road and make it across the line with my heart open I'll be able to go back and explore these smaller paths. The fact that my vehicle vanished when I got to the water indicates to me that I will have to leave this body before I am able to fully explore these things.

Thanks, all, for listening to me ramble on these things. I love sharing dreams and hearing the dreams of others. It's just so interesting!

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By the way, CarlS, I have long had a love of dragons. I've never seen them as the stereotypical evil monsters, but as powerful, magical guardians of wisdom...sort of embodiments of the mythological concepts that have roots in our mind tree. I see them as spirit beings, lacking physical form for the most part because their very essence is like compacted metaphysical energy...a type of avatar. I just love 'em.

[Eddie]

The leader of the place was watching him and someone asked him if he was going to do anything to stop Gray's behavior. The man said he liked keeping his prisoners in an open environment so he could study their behavior patterns. He said Gray was free to do whatever he wanted, as long as he realized he would be punished when they finally caught him and brought him back. He also said that he had turned Rafael into something quite different- pulled out the latent power that came with all the darkness inside of him. This man seemed so cold and conniving, but he also seemed really curious, like the whole setup was all just this really interesting TV show and he was honored to have a part in it.

This is the Ego.

Still, the places I went to on these roads before being stopped were so extremely beautiful. I feel like this might be an indication of things to come...that if I just stay on that main road and make it across the line with my heart open I'll be able to go back and explore these smaller paths. The fact that my vehicle vanished when I got to the water indicates to me that I will have to leave this body before I am able to fully explore these things.

I had a dream vision of a city on 4-D earth back about a year ago, and it was indeed beautiful and wondrous. I would love to be in that shining place.

[@ndy]

What great dreams, and great interpretation.

You've got me thinking about a dream I had last week, that was similar in a way.
I can't work out it's meaning for me yet.... I'd be grateful for any insight

‘A small town built in a hole below ground, but open to the sky. Lots and lots of little bricks.
There are 2 types of people the ones down the hole who talk my language. Other group seem to be higher up rather than in the 'hole' town. The 2 groups are not friends and people think the others are unfriendly.
I go to visit the people higher up they are small and gray look like the Oracles on WoW game with big tongues they talk a different language. I stay with them a while trying to learn how to communicate and realise they love to laugh. So I stay and laugh with them.’

It was a really nice dream, just not what it means

[Phoenix]

The first dream to me seems to be based around the dragon egg. Creativity? The dragon, mythical takes flight, interesting etc.

I was thinking how your second dream could be stimulation for your books. The conniving Don Quixote of the STS could be a page turner. I have found many times in dreams a single symbol and any overlays (Like if the feeling doesn't match the situaiton) can have many different meanings. All relevant. Perhaps could be 'inner masculinity' as well, if you habitually take residence in a more feminine part of your being.

[AnthroHeart]

I've had some frustrating dreams of driving. Usually I don't know where I'm going, or if I do, I have no idea how to get there. And usually in some unfamiliar place.

[Brittany]

What great dreams, and great interpretation.

You've got me thinking about a dream I had last week, that was similar in a way.
I can't work out it's meaning for me yet.... I'd be grateful for any insight

‘A small town built in a hole below ground, but open to the sky. Lots and lots of little bricks.
There are 2 types of people the ones down the hole who talk my language. Other group seem to be higher up rather than in the 'hole' town. The 2 groups are not friends and people think the others are unfriendly.
I go to visit the people higher up they are small and gray look like the Oracles on WoW game with big tongues they talk a different language. I stay with them a while trying to learn how to communicate and realise they love to laugh. So I stay and laugh with them.’

It was a really nice dream, just not what it means

@ndy, here is how I would interpret your dream if I had it, though in no way am I suggesting it is the interpretation that would resonate most with you.

Locations in your dreams tend to symbolize your state of mind, so this place you went to is some reflection of your inner perception of reality. This "hole in the ground" seems to be your current view of physical reality...a sensation of being somewhat trapped, but with a window to the higher levels of consciousness. The question is how to make the bridge between the two...how do you get out of the hole and into the sky that is beckoning?

The people "in the hole" I would say reflect your conscious ego, or the state of the ego in general, trying to rationalize everything into a physical reality that can be understood and verified with evidence. This dislike of the "upstairs people" is your ego trying to get you to give up on seeking these higher planes because it is more comfortable in the here and now, where things are easily understood. It realized the potential trauma such discovery could bring, so it fills you with thoughts of how the "world up there" is unpleasant and dangerous and full of potential bad guys.

The "upstairs people" I would say represent the more enlightened state of your higher self- your true essence from which your personality stems. They speak with the language of love, not reason, which is harder to decipher in physical terms, but easily understood by the heart, providing a sense of comfort. This is your higher self and your guidance system reaching out to you, because it knows you are hurting and seeking and reaching for the sky.

The fact that you decided to stay upstairs I would see as a very hopeful sign. You are moving out of the confines that previously kept you chained to a singular state of reality, overcoming the ego and moving into a more aware state of being. At least in my opinion, this is a wonderful thing.

Again, this is only how I would interpret the dream, but I hope it helps.

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Thank you, by the way, Phoenix, for suggesting that some of the characters I dream could be inspiration for my books. I've never looked at it that way, though many of the stories I write did originate from dreams I've had.

[@ndy]

Ahktu - Thank you! Weirdly I was just hanging out the washing thinking a very similar thing! I decided to come in and check this post

It makes sense, I've been consciously connecting with my higher self more - and like you say. It's a language of faith and love rather than something that can be reasoned

I had a dream a while ago of speaking 2 languages - but needing a book to translate them to me... this seems to be along the same lines.

[Brittany]

I've spoken a language in my dreams...I have no idea what any of it means but in my dreams I speak it fluently. It is no language I've heard here. Often I have accompanied the words with light symbols...I speak a certain word and a symbol appears. I use these symbols to cast spells in my dreams, doing things like creating shields and protecting people. Not sure if it's just a product of my subconscious or a real language somewhere.

[@ndy]

Hello again, Oddly I was just looking back at an old post of your's 'Dream School' - I can so relate to this, it’s like there's constantly running streams I dip into at night and meditation.

I was looking to see if there was any old topics on money. I'm getting a recurring dream theam of Money at the moment - With wired synchronicities during the day time too.
I've always had 'issues' with money... I'm thinking it's a green ray block I'm working with.

I've had several dreams lately of losing money, trying to find money - then this one last night.


Dream

I'm in a really beautiful woodland glade, clear stream flowing - light threw trees... magical place.
There is an old wreck of a train carriage, 1/2 burnt & dirty, graffiti a mess with a sign on it's wall - 'will you sleep here when all else is gone'
I walk back to were I live with magical people, an old house run by a curate. Others there who can teleport, but I'm still learning.
Hubbys there too - a fire starts in the glade, starting in the old carriage.... I view this remotely.

Ian runs to warn people there’s fire coming.
The house we share is going to will be safe - they make a dome round it. They watch and try to put out the fire... (Get the feeling of change/cleansing/comfort - but am very sad for the beautiful trees)
Then I'm sent too do door to door sales!
I'm kind of shocked, but I go to this housing estate. There’s a salesman there excitedly telling me he's just sold a vacuum cleaner.
I'm thinking - why are people buying 'things' don't they know there’s a big fire??
Then another sales man is cheering he's sold a car. - I'm thinking, this is madness.
I fly back towards the house on the way there are trees being pulled out of the ground to lay a pipe under ground for chickens.

I decide I'm going to the bank to ask about all this money stuff. I want to shout at them and ask them - why are you buying things when there’s a big fire?
When I get to the bank, behind the desk is this young woman with a small baby, there’s no point in asking her as she doesn’t understand and is just doing her job.

I wake up.

On waking up my feeling is 'part of a solution, part of a problem'


Oddly on going down stairs to make cuppa there’s a radio program on, talking about tax. The guy talking says ‘Part of the problem, part of the solution, part of the problem’

Yesterday evening, cooking dinner History of the world in 100 objects was on the first paper note.

I have no money issues irl - I mean day to day stuff, just the distribution of money and reconciling wealth/poverty in the world.


I’m trying to decode the dream.
I certainly feel very apart from materialism, and money, like I want to leave it behind totally – but it’s not something I can reject with 2 small children.

The end part seems to signify how helpless I feel with regard to having to play the money game.

[Brittany]

Hm...I've heard money related to self-worth in dreams. Are you perhaps having issues with self esteem? Do you maybe feel like you're getting distracted by physical things and sometimes your spiritual life gets put on hold? That's all I could really come up with. The place you were living sounds awesome, though. I've dreamt some pretty awesome forests. Trees make good friends.

[Brittany]

I know, I know, I'm hinging a lot on dreams lately...it just seems like there's so much to learn there, in that mysterious place we go when we sleep. I felt that this most recent dream was of a nature different enough to constitute its own thread, as my reaction to it was very different than it was to the pleasant, inspiring dreams I have been entertaining lately.

I have been having dreams of this particular nature for years now, and I'm never quite sure what to make of them. The key theme through all of them seems to be a forceful invasion of my body...something breaking into my energy fields and manipulating me like a puppet. It shares similar qualities to episodes of sleep paralysis that I've had, but in these dreams I am not paralyzed, but moving quite a bit, sometimes in ways that would not be natural for a human body to move. The sights I see while in this state are very vivid...no dark room with blurry figures and an untraceable sense of terror, but an experience that feels more solid and real than waking life itself.

I lucid dream quite often, but these produce an entirely different feeling. I always have a hard time accepting that none of it actually happened because the sensory data I acquire in these states is phenomenal. When I do wake up from these dreams, I usually feel sick and completely drained, as if I didn't even sleep at all. I've had them so often that they no longer scare me, but I would very much like to figure out what is causing them and what I could learn from them...what lesson is being offered here, because it is a very unpleasant experience.

I will describe my latest episode to paint a clear picture of how many of these experiences progress:

Today, laying in bed, I was freezing cold, especially my feet, so I got up and put some socks on. However, I have the tendency to kick my socks off in my sleep, and when I woke up later one of my socks was hanging halfway off my foot. Then I felt a hand take my foot and someone was putting the sock back on it. At first I thought it was my husband, but I could feel him lying next to me. I sort of lifted up my head and looked down and I saw this blackish-green humanoid shape standing at the foot of the bed. I could see the energy swirling within the shadow...it reminded me of the colors you see when you press your palms over your eyes for a good while.

I found this a little strange, but decided to just go back to sleep. If someone wanted to stop by and put my socks back on for me, who was I to get upset about it? I sort of drifted out again and then something just slid into my body. It felt like a complete merging of consciousness...as if my every cell and thought was merging with well...whatever presence it was that was going into my body. Too weird to fully explain.

I sat up and leaned over my husband. I put my mouth on his neck and started sucking out his energy. It was a very enjoyable experience. He was so *warm* and alive...it was like drinking honey. He sort of whimpered and I suddenly realized this was likely to hurt him so I stopped, and then all hell broke loose. That seamless connection started breaking up and it felt like something was tugging at me in all directions, like something beneath my skin was going to explode out. I started getting pulled off the bed and was struggling with all my might to stay on the bed. I was trying to scream to my husband to help me, but all that came out was this hoarse whisper.

I got yanked off the bed really hard and wound up in the corner of the room. I can so clearly remember lying on the floor, looking up through the little stream of light coming through the curtains, staring at my husband who was simply lying there. I wanted to crawl back to the bed, but instead I got up and leapt into the air, landing right on top of my husband. He opened his eyes and stared at me, but his face was completely blank. There was no registration of what was going on.

After that I was simply lying next to him again, feeling really horrible. I asked him later if he noticed me thrashing about or anything, and he said no.

I would really just like to discover the root of these experiences. I have tossed around the idea that it is some separated part of my personality trying to get attention. I have been working hard lately to try to integrate all the parts of myself I've repressed and ignored over the years, especially since my personality shattered into multiple pieces during my sophomore year of college. I've also wondered if I'm having some kind of out of body experience...if this stuff is happening on the astral planes but to me it still seems to be on the physical plane? I have no idea. I send love to whatever influence from inside or outside causes this experience and try to learn from it, but it keeps happening pretty consistently. Any thoughts on what could be creating these dream disturbances and how I could use this catalyst to polarize toward the positive?

[Eddie]

I always have a hard time accepting that none of it actually happened because the sensory data I acquire in these states is phenomenal.

Ahktu, ALL dreaming actually happens. Your "dreaming" reality is every bit as real as your "waking" reality. When you dream, your consciousness leaves your physical shell and travels, at least, into other times or places in this reality, but more often, into different systems of reality....different realities.

Please, please read the book "Seth Speaks", and then the succeeding books in the series. Those will explain much to you.

Seth Speaks

[Brittany]

Hey, Eddie. I just got the Seth Speaks book. I'm only through the first two chapters so far, but is seems really interesting. Thanks!

[AnthroHeart]

I think at one time I started reading some Seth, but it was around when I was studying the Law of One, so I just stuck with Ra's teachings. There are also the Michael Teachings I've heard about that I may look into. Perhaps I will get back to the Seth.

[Eddie]

I think at one time I started reading some Seth, but it was around when I was studying the Law of One, so I just stuck with Ra's teachings. There are also the Michael Teachings I've heard about that I may look into. Perhaps I will get back to the Seth.

I would suggest that the Ra material and the Seth material should be studied concurrently. The Ra material explains the why of existence; the Seth material explains the how.

[AnthroHeart]

Sounds like Conversations with God that talks about the how. Is Seth much more analytical on the subject? I don't remember what was mentioned except something about lines coming together to form walls that at the time seemed rather complex what he was talking about.

[Eddie]

Sounds like Conversations with God that talks about the how. Is Seth much more analytical on the subject? I don't remember what was mentioned except something about lines coming together to form walls that at the time seemed rather complex what he was talking about.

I haven't read Conversations With God, so I can't make a comparison. I would describe Seth's dictations as elegant.

[Brittany]

I like that Seth speaks in fairly simple language. I'm pretty average intelligence, and though the Ra books were awesome, so much of it was so hard for me to understand because there are so many scientific and mathematical principles in there. Seth just kind of lays it on the line like your average Joe. I would say that the two series complement each other quite well, at least from what I've read so far.

[Phoenix]

I have a similar experience.

During a very unpleasant time, about four years ago, I kept on having these really bad dreams, but constantly. They were fighting dreams, I would be fighting and fighting. I had read the Law of One, and my granny had died recently.

I remembered these dreams being so bad that I would go to sleep and wake up sometimes without having felt like I had slept, being 'aggravated' when I had woken up. And they were EVERY dream.

So I was in dreamstate again, in my Aunts house where my granny spent most of her time, in a knife fight with a particularly horrible killer and torturer of children. Blood was everywhere and slipping etc. I stumbled over to my granny's desk and opened a letter, and knew the information in it. Then, the killer was sitting on the bed and he said that he had obviously lost, and he walked out.

I sleep quite well now. Another problem I had resolved itself too.

[Brittany]

Well, here's another dream I had last night...

I was graduating (from what I don't know...school?) and I was wearing these nice royal blue graduation robes, but they were really wrinkled and I thought 'I should have ironed these before I put them on.' The graduation was happening in this weird but pretty place that was kind of a combination of a mall and a park...parts of it were outside, but it was still part of the mall.

Some other stuff happened that I really can't explain very well. I had a really interesting conversation with a guy that reminded me of Alton Brown (the guy that hosts Good Eats on the food channel). Then, after a bunch of random weirdness I was in Kroger (the grocery store I work at), and it was getting remodeled. I had some artifact that this evil agency wanted. Another of my story characters made an appearance, as Batsu, who plays the role of a semi-insane government assassin who is very skilled with the blade, got sent after me by the evil guys. He was surprisingly polite, and said it would really be better if I just gave up and gave him the artifact and ended it peacefully. They had me closed in and there was really no way I could win. I said I knew that, but I couldn't give up without trying my hardest. He sighed and said if that's how I wanted it, fine. Then the chase began, and I was running around, trying to find a place to hide...a way to protect this artifact.

The part that kind of disturbs me is that even though I was trying my hardest not to get caught, I was secretly looking forward to the inevitable moment I was captured. I knew they were closing in on me, and Batsu was going to get me, and I was probably going to die (he is an assassin, after all), but the thought of that moment of surrender was...I don't know...strangely erotic? Weeeeird....

Anyway, I woke up before anything actually happened. I think the graduation theme would be an obvious interpretation...maybe the whole wrinkled robe thing would be my doubt that I've sufficiently prepared for harvest.. I constantly feel like there's more I need to do instead of just letting myself Be.

The artifact...a piece of my self? My beliefs or the value I put in my being? Batsu I guess would be an aspect of my subconscious self...probably my dark side, which I tend to swing between accepting and battling. However, I'm not sure the appropriate interpretation would be that I secretly want to give in to the dark side. Parts of it I find alluring, sure, but if anything I've been becoming more concrete in my desire to serve the light lately. I dunno...about to go to sleep again. See if anything new pops up.

[@ndy]

Could it be accepting other parts of your self rather than giving in?

I had a similar kind of dream... With a dark theme... But I was in love with the dark entity, who was in the floor in a spooky house. Like you say, the dream was exciting. I then found the ghost of a little girl who was scared, when I held her all this white golden light started to flood us both.

I took the meaning to be me integrating bits of me that needed to come back.

Your dream sounds similar; perhaps the assassin represents a survival part of you?

[Brittany]

Hmmm....thanks, @ndy. I was really trying to find a positive light to put that in.

[Brittany]

Man, I just had the most messed up dream. I was a 3rd person in observer in this dream, not really interacting with the story, just watching. It all centered around this family that seemed really perfect. There were a father and mother and 3 children...an older brother, about 20, a daughter, about 16, and a younger son, about 12. On the outside it seemed like a really awesome, loving family, but if you went inside long enough you found out some crazy stuff was going down in that house...supernatural, evil stuff.

At first everyone thought the daughter was possessed and everyone was watching her. One of the youngest son's friends seemed to be under some kind of curse, like his mind was stuck in another dimension, because he just sat in the son's room and stared into space and babbled to himself, and I guess they thought the daughter was doing it, but then someone talked to her and she told them it was the little boy. They put cameras in the living room and all of a sudden you saw the son come out and just start beating the crap out of his mom...it was really horrible to watch, but I didn't really have the choice of looking away. It seemed like I was just part of the environment...couldn't interact. This little kid was PSYCHO and super strong. So they finally found out it was him, and I'm not sure what was done to fix that situation but then it looked like everything was going okay again and they were all getting ready for bed, then the daughter just walks in front of the bed and her eyes change...she has glowing blue eyes with slits for pupils, and she hisses and jumps up on the bed, and that was sort of the end of it, and I was like man, is EVERYONE possessed in this place?

The oldest brother seemed to have some part in it to, though he never really spoke or did anything. At this point I don't know how to interpret this dream, except that maybe it would make an interesting horror film.

[unity100]

crazy dream, last one, dude. i mean you should have gone 'wtf ?!?!' and asked those around you for an explanation (i think it would come) but it seems more like ordinary happenings in time/space life. this and that. a mirror of the physical life, but rather exaggerated in nature (we would think).

it may be possible to think that that crazy family was the time/space situations of a very, very problematic family (that can be found in most neighborhoods), or, some bunch of people living as family in time/space and being generally psycho etc.

what you were doing there, is the question.

[Eddie]

I've noticed a sudden upsurge in the amount of lucid dreams I'm having. I have had them every night recently except last night. A few nights ago, I had a lucid dream with my wife in it, and I tried to explain to her that we were in DreamTime, and having a lucid dream (and then I had to explain what a lucid dream was), but she just couldn't quite grasp what I was telling her.

I had, last night, what seems like a splendid idea. The next time I have a lucid dream, instead of doing the usual stuff, I shall (if I can remember) attempt to meditate. I've never heard of anyone meditating during a lucid dream; intuitively I suspect this could engender some profound experience.

When I have something to report, I'll post up on Bring4th.

[Brittany]

Unity100, I did feel like I was looking through a window into someone else's life in this dream, and I sort of felt bad, like I was eavesdropping. However, I later remembered another, completely different part of the dream in which I accepted the job offer I've recently received, even though it pays less than my current job. I think the state of this household might be comparable with the state of my current job...it pays pretty well and the benefits are good...all pretty on the outside, but inside it's all rotitng out...my workplace is full of hatred and backstabbing...a very toxic environment full of negative energy. I feel like this might have been a push to get me to get out of there while I still can.

Eddie, I remember once I had a dream where I met someone whom I can only say completed me in ways that cannot be described with words. There was much sorrow in the dream, because I realized I was dreaming and I would have to wake up soon and we would be separated again. I was trying to build a machine in my dream that would let us send messages to each other through the different dimensions, but apparently it didn't work...I'm constantly doing things with people in my dreams who are my best friends, then I wake up and I think "Who were they?" It brings me some sadness to realize how many connections I have that I'm presently not even consciously aware of due to this veil of forgetting, though it gives me hope for when that veil finally tumbles down...what a joyful reunion that will be!

Lucid dreaming is indeed an experience...that's a really interesting idea to try meditating during a lucid dream. I wonder what would happen?