Ixchel

Took 5-htp the last few nights, having intense dreams but very little recall, and waking tired... Seems to have the opposite effect for me, will continue a few more days to see...
Anyhoo, yesterday my three fragments were: running into an old friend at his gallery opening, sex dream, and a war drama.
This am I was too tired to be bothered to roll over and write anything down.

We have crash landed in an unfamiliar land or world. I have some nice gold jewelry with me that I keep with me, we leave our plane while it is getting repaired. I spend time on my own each day with locals learning customs, especially enjoy frequent (daily?) rides in dugout canoes with the priests and priestesses down an under-mountain water luge. It is serious, but a fun ride! at the top there are always two canoes, and one female will ride to another tunnel on the left, lying in her canoe after we say goodbye ceremonially and head to the right. Everyone here is very fair, tall, blonde, and they all wear white. I believe the tunnel to the left goes through some falls to another part of city... One day, I have come to be so bored and tired of being there that I decide I will ride with the woman. They others try gently to dissuade me but I am adamant and they let me get in -- then my mate (handsome channing tatum type) shows up out of nowhere, gets very upset and says no, I can't go, and explains that those falls take the priestesses to their death, this is a sacrificial rite. Wish someone had bothered to tell me that earlier! I get out of the canoe, and say fine, but let's leave this place. He says we have no fuel. I go over to the old priest sitting nearby at a desk and give him a bracelet with orange stones in it -- ask him to fill up our plane in return. He says he can do better than that, and proceeds to give me a massive fortune in their currency (three small bags of white gold-like dust), explains that the stones in the bracelet are worth enough for me to live in luxury for the rest of my life. I agree, the bracelet was just a trinket to me anyways, and we leave.

At a small hotel, help solve a mystery of where money is hidden to pay for repairs so the female owner won't have to close down. We find the money in a hidden room, and tell the woman she should go get a safe at Walmart or Staples for $50 to keep it all in.
Go astral, and spend some time flying.
Then I am in a dream again, driving fast on a rural road and DCs are yelling at me as I go by. I miss my turn and become lucid, drive to a place I know I've been before, a big white house, empty, next to a huge pond that has nature habitat signs all around. What a perfect place for retreats and swimming, I think. I turn the car around on a wooded track past the pond and drive back out. This place would be great to buy -- I wonder if it's real and how much it is. I remind myself to remember to write these dreams down when I wake up.

Out at a restaurant in an alternate reality, lucid. DD wakes me up IRL, lost most of the recall.

Wake up in a dream, lucid, I'm at a house with some people. One guy's brother is a soldier, and not very nice, he almost tries to kill me, but I have the powers of air and fire and he backs off. We all go to a dance, then sleep and wake up again, but in a different dream world.