insideout

Dream Lucid Partially lucid

Feb. 24, '11: I was in a car, passenger, I think. An angel was driving a car behind us. The girl in the car with me said the angel didn't like me. There was a big truck beside us, the angel car did something to put us in danger and we almost crashed.
I thought I was ok, but then I realized i was floating above the road and I had died.
I was Buffy (from Buffy the Vampire Slayer), and also partially George (from Dead Like Me). I saw my body on the road, along with the girl who was in the car with me. I was dead and a ghost. I became very upset and started crying.

I had been working with dead people for a long time. Now I was one.
Then I was in the kitchen, sitting on the counter and washing dirt off my feet in the sink.

Emotionally exhausted, I was led to a room and told I could stay there as long as I wanted/needed to, until I was ready to move on. To the rest of the world, I was dead. The place was like an apartment for ghosts.
There were three other dead people in room next to mine. They had been staying there for many years. I had known them when I was alive, but not when they were alive.
I sat in a chair, with a woman, in her room. She was comforting me.
I became angry at a cat that was bothering me, and I yelled "I'll kill you!" Then I started crying again.
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I was walking down the driveway, towards my parents' house. At first I though I was just imagining in and now yet asleep. Then I thought I was possibly awake and really there. I asked myself if I had just walked to the mailbox. I couldn't remember, so I concluded that I was dreaming.

I found some small pools of water among green moss and grass. I dipped my hands in the water and lifted some in my cupped hands. I thought about drinking it, but the water wasn't very clean looking.
Then it got cloudy and rather windy. I didn't like it.

I called up to the sky and asked the dream what my spiritual name was. I cupped my palms over my ears to listen, because it was windy and noisy. I heard a voice respond, and I said "thank you" to the sky.

I want to keep the name that the dream gave me private. In the dream, I didn't remember what the name meant, but I knew I had heard it before. After I woke, I had an idea of what it meant and I wasn't sure if I should accept it. Later, looked it up. I was mostly right about what it meant, but there were other things about it that I think makes it OK to use in my dreams.

Then I said, to myself "if this is my dream, who makes the wind and the clouds? A part of myself?" It was getting very dark and windy, like a storm. The sky voice said something I didn't understand.
I was blown away, into the air.
It's like the dream was showing me that it was stronger than me.
I ended up in a room, floating. There was a man who was not solid, who then disappeared.
A hand and arm went through my chest. There was a weird toy or doll hanging from the ceiling.