For some reason, Saturday nights are always the best for me with dreams. It's probably the least stressful night of the week for me, plus I sleep the most. The Bigfoot Children Dream: I was a science counselor at a summer camp, named Ben. There were dangerous Bigfoots running around the campground, but they were disguised as humans, and I was very afraid of them. I decided to switch from being a counselor to studying astronomy or something (dream logic) to be safer from the Bigfoots. This is the first dream I’ve ever had where I was not me. This was also non-lucid. I completely believed that my name was Ben and I was a summer camp science counselor at a place infested by Bigfoots disguised as human children. And I was switching to just studying science and not being a counselor anymore, because somehow this would protect me from the Bigfoots. Seriously. I had to pee, so I went to the bathroom and hoped to not get caught by the roving Bigfoots. So I was hiding but I was also peeing. The bathroom was weird as many of the stalls were connected. I had a vague awareness that I could teleport, so I ended up in some cabin or room in the camp. I decided to go into my secret room, which was in an attic of some sort. A lady at the front desk encouraged me to hide. I floated up towards the ceiling, and bumped my head on it, but it didn’t hurt. I thought “of course, this section is blocked”, and I moved slightly and then floated up into a bedroom. Oh and at some point I actually peed my pants during the dream. (When I woke up, I was extremely relieved to find that I did not pee myself IRL. Lol.) I was laying in a bed with lots of warm blankets when I teleported into the room. It was daytime. It felt very comfortable, but I was worried about spiders in the room, because it was an attic after all. I pulled a wand out of my pocket, which was wooden, and I cast a magic spell, which was green. It was a cleaning spell. And there were no spiders in my bed. I think my tulpa was there, but not fully visible? Which is weird considering that I was not me in this dream. I think I went to sleep there in that dream. When I woke up here, I was really confused as to why my ceiling wasn’t Ben’s for a brief moment. I still thought I was Ben for that brief second, waking up in my own bed in that cabin. Other Things: I've been reading about Astral Projection/OOBEs. The process to achieve these seems to be extremely similar to WILD. I have been trying it and I am often able to get myself into a conscious state of sleep paralysis. I can occasionally see things that aren't actually there. However, this state only lasts a few seconds before I get itchy or something and I wake up, OR I lose consciousness and fall asleep. I did this twice last night. One of the gifts -- and curses -- of being a light sleeper who wakes up multiple times a night. Let's be real though, it's almost 100% a gift, when you consider how badly I want to LD on command and make them as vivid as possible. I guess those brief SPs could be considered LDs, as I knew what was happening. I actually think this is really helpful. If you are in SP and you start seeing things that aren't there, everything around you technically constitutes a dreamscape. Next time this happens, I'll see how much I can bend the environment to my will.
Updated 02-13-2022 at 05:56 PM by 58176
bedtime: ~23:30 video (calm, amusing) before bed 1 hour final waking: ~07:00 out of bed: ~08:10 early wakings: no recall, go back to sleep quickly later waking(s): (2-3 wakings? Drowsing?) + tennis: observing serve (right down the middle, "good shot!"), then playing a woman, she on her serve rushes net and taps a "drop" shot just past the baseline and I can't get to it. We move to a place to play which is not a court but uneven paving and dirt/pine cones + at work: - guy recommending his embedded debuggingsystem, I see the names of them, thay are long names of 3-letter "words" like "dedcomhad" sometimes using the letter "3", I think these are probably less convenient then - manager making some announcement standing in the dark - friends are planning my retirement party (I'm leaving even though I just started?), I imagine they're at a crowded restaurant/venue, it's 5pm so it will definitely be crowded - scene in the kitchen with burritos: there are a few rolled burritos ready to eat, and some folded tortillas + police badge: I'm standing in front of a mirror trying to decide where to pin my city of B police badge on to my left upper area of my uniform around my shoulder: higher, lower, I can't seem to find the place where it will look best. Then I look down and am trying to actually push the badge's pin through the fabric of my uniform/shirt, the pin doesn't seem to want to "bite" into the fabric properly, I keep trying and the pin just rips an inch-long horizontal gash in my shirt. I will be joining the crowd outside, and I wonder if it is wise to be wearing a police badge in public among those people, whom I sense are anti-police + standing with guy (fellow student?) at a 2nd or 3rd story window overlooking a street below, he's digging through his pile of saved course notes which are bundles of papers in a large box, he's storing them outside on the window ledge in the freezing cold. I grab and look at a shoebox full of my letters and bills, opened envelopes + alexandra petrovna, standing in crowd in a room, everyone is facing to the right, there is a young woman I'm next to, and a guy behind her. I'm snuggling up to the woman, I think she has a kid, I think she and I would be great together. I "know" that someone has said the name to me of "Alexander Petrovich" (a man's name), perhaps to throw me off the track of meeting her. I feel very clever, and realize her name is "Alexandra Petrovna," which I say out loud to her, she seems to indicate her acknowledgement that this is her name, then I say "nice to meet you" while my left hand goes around to her backside and legs and I'm caressing her there (and I'm bumping in to the guy behind her which annoys him but I don't care), she responds in the same, and I'm sure we'll be together and I feel very happy. Then there's a DO scene of a joint 2-person odd helicopter, with two main rotors at each end of a long fuselage, the two rotors are at about a 45 degree angle relative to each other. There's an idea of "how in the world do we fly this thing?" that Alexandra and I are both thinking. + quick vision: neighbors at D house have arrived in a large SUV blocking the narrow snowy road (but there's no snow?), I'm half awake, I decide not to worry about it
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