Dip in a Dark Pool

Dreams 08.11.12
Last night I slept on the couch but had a really hard time sleeping. I twisted and turned for many hours. By the time I drifted off to sleep it was about 4 something in the morning. I dreamt that I was in a very small pool/large hot tub with my sister. We were splashing each other making jokes. The pool room was dark with a faint diffuse light that seemed to only touch the pool area. I couldn’t really tell if the surrounding walls were really dark grey just a few feet back from the pool’s edge or it was actually just darkness.

My sister was at the end of the pool and I was in the middle looking at her. On the left side of the pool out of the corner of my eye, I saw a skinny brown dude just wading. He looked kind of nerdy and had his glasses on. He was fumbling to take it off and set it aside. I leaned back, floated on my back for a bit then let myself sink and be submerged in the water. I think I stayed under a little longer, seeing if I would drown. I stared up at the ceiling through the water, vision completely blurred. That’s when I told myself “You are dreaming. You are dreaming. You are dreaming. Control yourself.” But I didn’t really have a goal of what should happen.

Then I heard footsteps, someone coming into the kitchen (right beside the living room where I was sleeping). I don’t think my eyes were actually open. I thought and was afraid that husband had come downstairs. I did not want him to see me and be annoyed that I was sleeping soundly but I just didn’t want to deal with him. Then I thought I saw my dog (with my eyes still closed) climb up the couch to the blankets by my knees. But I didn’t feel any weight. Then I think I woke up and wasn’t sure if anyone or the dog actually came downstairs or not. I think at some point I checked the time. After a little while, I did eventually drift back to sleep.

So for a few seconds at least, I knew I was dreaming so guess that counts as being lucid.


Dreams 03.10.12 – W.I.L.D. part 1

I did not have any dreams the night of 03.09.12 but I did wake up this morning at about 7:30.

The plan was to head out to BPS to get something on sale for the husband and then swing by Ikea.  By 8:30 after he had gone to work, I thought to myself let’s try to do some Wake Initiated Lucid Dreaming techniques until 9:30, for practice and to see what comes of it.  I knew this would probably be pretty difficult, especially since I sleep with our bulldog who snores very loudly.

Anyway, I lay there and tried to ignore the dog’s breathing, kept as still as possible.  Told my inner voice to stop talking everytime it tried to start, disregard the feeling of the blanket, any itches I may have, just be still and keep my mind’s eye open and stare at the back of my eyelids without trying to use my actual eyes.  Some time had passed and my body was starting to feel numb.  I felt like I could still feel my body but there was no “danger” of me wanting to move it to disrupt the process but I still felt like if I tried just hard enough I would wake up instantly.  Then I started to see shapes and colors swirl behind my eyes.  Started off like s radar flashing then to some random things.  Then I thought it started to fade and slow down because I was trying to “see” too hard. So I tried to “step back” and not try so hard and at that the shapes and colors would move a little more again.  I never heard any weird sounds, although I think the sound of the dog was not as pronounced.  There was a time when I felt like my head and face was vibrating a bit.  Not at all as intense as some online accounts say they are.

Shortly after that, I had a false awakening experience.  I’m not sure exactly how I got from lying in bed to being up and OUT of bed.  I think I “woke up” in the dream thinking I was failing at this process and that I should just give up and try for another day. I turned towards my bedside table to try and find the clock or my phone but there was this cage-like decoration thing in the way (this is not something I own in real life) but in the dream it made perfect sense.  So I tried to reach around it to grab my phone, except I just knocked this cage-screen-decoration thing over, along with my phone and charger.  I remember thinking in the dream “fuck me I am clumsy” while staring at the bedside table.  Then my attention turned towards the lump of blankets on the bed.  I decided to do a reality check which in hindsight wasn’t really one.  My brain must’ve just confused the info I read about OBEs.  My reality check basically consisted of me poking the blanket where my body SHOULD be if I was still sleeping in it.  In the dream, I thought if I could feel my body through the blankets then that meant it wasn’t real and that I was dreaming.  But if I do not find my own body then yes I had awoken in the real world.

Of course this is specious reasoning.  If I was dreaming or OB, I shouldn’t be able to “feel” my physical body with my dream or astral body at all.  Anyways, I remember being pretty scared as I stepped forward to feel the blanket.  Then I psyched myself out thinking I felt a solid lump and I completely freaked out because that meant I was OB and I wasn’t really prepared for that.  So I let out a screech but it turned out the lump was the dog and she crawled to the edge of the bed and lifted the blanket with her head.  I was super relieved to see her and that’s when I thought okay, so I really did wake up – not dreaming.  Then my phone rang in the real world and I opened my eyes to find myself lying in the blankets, staring at the ceiling.  I rolled to pick up the call and my husband had dialled me by mistake.  It was 9:37AM.

Dreams 03.02.2012

Dream 1:

I do not remember a whole lot about this one. I was looking at one of those sleep analysis graphs on an app that my dear friend has on his iPhone. So apparently I had tracked my own sleep pattern for a couple days. The curve of the graph was like a steady descending staircase for the first 4 hours of sleep, dropping to a low curve dip then shot right back to a peak to wakeup. Then in the dream I remembered what I had dreamt about and it was all about a client who always gives us a headache at work: H—. Not much else that I can recall after that.

Dream 2:

This 2nd dream was a false awakening dream. I think (very fuzzy) I dreamt that I woke up in bed and had gone to the washroom in the middle of the night for a cigarette. But while smoking I realized that I was not wearing a robe because in the dream I knew I had rolled out of bed and put it on. Also, I couldn’t remember how I went from the bedroom to the washroom. That’s when I determined that I must be dreaming and opened my eyes (woke up from the dream) to find myself lying in bed.

I spent a bit of time after Dream 2 in these wakeful dreams where I controlled everything that was happening but the flow of action was very random, almost like my mind was just free associating. But I knew I was actually awake so they were more like semi lucid daydreams – if there is such a thing.

Dream 3:

This one started off with me and 3 “friends”, one of them possibly my husband, the other 2 were not identifiable, in a van or tall car driving on our way to a large outdoor concert at night. It felt more like going to what I imagine as the parking lot of a movie theatre.

The show had not started yet but the stage was lit and you can hear music coming from it. I think it was some old country/folk band’s concert. They were sound checking with a song which I can’t recall now but did recognize in the dream.

We parked the car quite a ways to the right and back from the main stage and I wondered how this was going to work. Like a drive-in would we just listen to the broadcast through the radio? Or do I lounge out on top of the car?

Finally the group of us decided to just walk towards the stage area to check it out, see the main grounds. When we got closer, there was a lot of hustle and bustle but somehow it had become an indoor place. I want to say that it was like a hall, and there was one main event everyone was preparing for with some other side events. So our group just wandered a bit. By the way now my sister is with the group. We overhear people preparing for the event and realize the main show is actually a big beauty pageant.

We walk by some display cases where they has the jewelry worn by past contestants on display and my sister just fell in love with this necklace that looked very much like the cross my godmother gave me as a baptism gift. Except this one was an inverted cross with crazy sparky diamonds and in place of the gem was a greyish pearl. She was basically drooling over it and I announced loudly “Don’t worry, it’s done!” Meaning that by her next birthday she would receive it as a gift from me.

Then we kept wandering and peered into an area where we could see little 6-7 year old girls waiting in line with their parents. The girls were all dressed in colorful tull dresses, some were blinged out, etc. They were waiting to go on a small stage one by one where a microphone was setup. A judge stood on the side.

From this, we figured it was the talent audition for a toddler beauty pageant so we figured we would keep watching through the door/window. As the first girl was escorted on stage, suddenly the walls of the audition room was being rolled out by stage hands. Turns out they were all fake walls. Whatever, our group continued to watch.

The first girl approaches the microphone, turns around to face the audience and turned out to be a hideous midget woman. Someone in our group gasped in surprise and all the everybody in line turned around to look at us. They were all hideous midgets. (Not that little people are hideous, they just were in my dream) Our group was so embarrassed we just left.

After that I somehow departed from the group. I was roaming outside the building. There was a water channel, very nice green and white cottages, hotels, etc. lined this water way. Ornamental bridges, well groomed trees, parks, etc. This “village” or resort was just relaxing. I had one of those moments where I walked by a couple buildings and realized I had to retrace my steps and try to capture the feeling/moment on camera. So I tried to do just that.

Except in doing so, I had someone become part of a chase by John Goodman and this kid who stole something from him. He was climbing trellises, jumping across the river, overall being very nimble. But here I was trying to catch up and film the action and I actually get caught trying to follow him over this trellis bridge. He stops and comes back to see if I can keep shooting. I remember still being stuck before I woke up.

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