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August 13, 2013 (Bedtime Dream, written in journal three hours after going to sleep)

My boyfriend and I had broken up and he had another girlfriend. We were still seeing each other but she didn’t know. So he invites me to stay the night at his house and I said okay. For some stupid reason he wanted me to meet his new girlfriend and her family. He had told them that we were good friends.

So I get to the house and she comes to the door to meet me and say hello. She’s being really nice and invited me inside. The house looked like one I used to live in when I was a kid—same layout and furniture. So anyway, she sits down at the computer and begins to play a game, while boyfriend is in the kitchen cooking dinner. I’m just sitting there feeling really uncomfortable. Soon a baby starts crying and nobody does anything like move to pick it up. It just keeps crying and finally I walk over to her and ask if I can hold her baby. She doesn’t look up from the game, but says, sure go ahead. So I walk over to the walker and pick up their baby, who instantly stops crying.

She’s still intensely playing her game so I walk over to her and ask what she’s playing. She smiles and asks if I’d like to see. So she begins to show me this game where she’s a mom with lots of kids, a husband, her home and everything that one would have in real life. There were avatar people walking down a sidewalk and she showed me that she could talk to them and interact and stuff. She was really into the game and it was something I could tell she spent a lot of time doing.

Her parents come over and we’re all in the living room. They ask me a lot of questions and I’m starting to feel like it’s a good time to go. I mention that I should really get moving, and boyfriend says, no please stay the night. We have a spare room and you’re welcome to stay there tonight. At that point they all insisted that I stay. Except for his girlfriend, who normally slept in the spare room herself. So I agree and when it’s time for bed I go in there. The room is huge with a single bed. I start to jump in when I hear his girlfriend knock on the door. She came in and said I just wanted to say goodnight and thank you for coming over. Then she leaves, and goes to get in bed with her boyfriend (which is something she never does). I could hear them laughing and having a good time.

The next morning boyfriend tells me that his girlfriend is really showing him much more attention since I’m there and asked if I would stay for a little longer. I said that I didn’t want to, but if he really really wanted that, then I would stay one more night. His girlfriend walks up to me and asks if we could have a talk. I’m thinking…oh boy, here we go. This couldn’t be good. So we walk up ahead of him and she tells me that she really likes having me around for the same reasons. She starts opening up about her life and I find myself starting to enjoy talking to her and liking her. She seems sweet and like a nice person. Pretty soon she hands me these really large stilts and says, come on let’s check these out. She has a pair too. So we start trying to walk on them and we’re both laughing and joking around…falling but not getting hurt. So, I look behind me and boyfriend is looking rather pissed off about the whole thing.

That night as I’m about to go to bed, boyfriend comes in the room and says that he wants to sleep in there, with me. I told him no, you need to go to your bed. He kept insisting so I said I was leaving. When I opened the door to leave, his girlfriend was standing right there. She overheard everything and was not happy about it. She asked him why he would be such a jerk and bother me. She told me to come with her and she led me to this really strange part of the house that was more like a motel. Only thing is instead of rooms, there were these pod-like structures hanging from chains. She told the lady at a desk that I was staying on one tonight and that when I woke up the next morning I was to get a free pedicure.

When I walked into my pod it was really unstable and there was a grate-like floor. There was a guy in there cleaning up and he was just getting finished. He said that he would see me in the morning for the ped and left. The pod kept rocking back and forth and was just creepy so I waited until I figured nobody was around and left. I left a note at the front desk saying how much I appreciated the thought, but that I was just going to return to my house and sleep in my own bed.

On my way home I went to a bar and had a drink, watching some band play. After I left I realized that I had left my ID and went back to get it. They wouldn’t let me in at first, so I told them to get my brother, he was in the back and he would get my ID for me. So they said okay, and he brought my id out and gave it to me. He told me he would meet me later after he got off work and then told the guys there to quit giving me a hard time; that I was his sister. They all laughed and I took off. That’s when I woke up.


August 13, 2013 (Nap Dream)

My son and I were standing in line to ride this really big roller coaster. There were lots of twists and turns in it and it was huge! We were waiting in a really long line, and the closer we got the more nervous I became to ride. I kept telling him that I wasn’t so sure this was a good idea, that I had a really bad feeling about it. He was telling me that it would be fun and kept encouraging me to ride it. I decided to go ahead and do it. When we got to the front of the line, it looked like one of the cars was kind of crooked compared to the rest. I remember thinking wow, that doesn’t look right and I hope we don’t get stuck in that one.

Sure enough the guy took our ticket and walked us over to the one car that didn’t look right. I told my son that something isn’t right with this car, look at it. He didn’t look, just sort of laughed and said it was going to be fine. So I’m really freaked out now, but what the heck let’s do this. The ride begins and we’re going super-fast. Soon we slow down and start climbing up this really steep hill and it seems to go on forever. But finally we make it to the top and then we go down the other side lightning fast. It’s fun but scary too. So when I look up ahead, there’s a spot on the tracks that has sort of a gap in it, and beyond that there’s nothing!! No tracks at all. We’re flying though, and there’s nothing I can do besides sit there. I remember thinking I HOPE this is a lucid dream! Then I woke up as soon as I said that.

August 12, 2013 (Nap Dream)

Mom and I were sitting at a table doing one another’s make-up. She put these really crazy colors on me, like a rainbow and when I looked in the mirror I just busted up laughing, because it looked so funny. She got offended a little and asked what was so funny. I could tell that I hurt her feelings, so I stopped laughing and said nothing really, I was just messing with you; it looks really nice mom. When it was my turn to put her makeup on I didn’t know what to do. So I just decided to put it on like I normally would put on makeup. She looked in the mirror and started laughing hysterically. I was like, what’s so funny, mom? She said it was just all the colors looked so strange. Not understanding what she meant, I swiveled her chair around to face me, so I could see her makeup. It looked normal to me, a neutral look. I didn’t say anything, and just turned her back towards her mirror. When I glanced in the mirror though, all her makeup was different colors, and it did look funny! It kind of freaked me out and I felt a bit spooked with things looking different in the mirror than they did in real life.

The next part of my dream, I was sharing dinner with a friend, although I don’t remember who he was. I don’t recognize him from real life, but in my dream he was a good friend. I asked him what he was dreaming about and he said that he had funny dreams most of the time. He shared some of them with me, and we were laughing together. Then he looked at me and got all serious. He said isn’t there something that you’re forgetting right now? I thought about it but couldn’t figure out what he was talking about. So I asked him what do you mean? He told me to think harder and I could come up with the answer by myself. Then before I could question him anymore, he got up and walked away.

All of a sudden I was outside and it was raining. I heard that guy’s voice again, but I couldn’t see him anywhere. He asked me if I knew yet. I was like…know what?? The voice asked me, what would you like to see happen right now. Since it was raining and I was getting soaked, I said I’d like it to be sunny and warm outside. The instant I said it, the rain stopped and it was a beautiful sunny day. Blue skies and I was dry instead of wet. I didn’t say anything, was too busy looking around and trying to figure out what was going on. From down the street he came walking towards me. He looked really mysterious, but not scary. Once he got to me, he said to me, you know what I did right? I answered yes, you made the rain stop. Then he told me, no I didn’t do that, you did. What are you forgetting right now? As soon as he said that I knew what he meant, and I smiled. I looked at him and said you’re lucid aren’t you? Then I woke up.

*Now that was a really awesome dream. I love the way my DC was giving me clues that I was dreaming and could be lucid if I would only remember. At least that’s how I interpreted my dream. Maybe that could possibly mean I’m getting closer to becoming lucid. *

August 11, 2013 (Dream I had last night. Woke up at 2:45 and wrote my dream in journal)

I woke up at about 2:45 this morning and remembered part of my dream. I was on a road, like a long winding highway riding a bicycle really fast (more the speed of a motorcycle). The road was really smooth and paved at first. But as I got further and further the pavement started to break until soon it was rocky and all broken up. I had to slow way down and at one point I couldn’t even ride anymore. Out of nowhere, somebody was with me and I remember complaining to them about it, saying that with all the taxes we pay, they really should fix the roads.

There was another part to this dream that was really fuzzy, but I was on my bike and needed to go through this neighborhood that was very scary to me. It was dark and there were strange people outside. They had guns and knives and were just roaming around the neighborhood. I was alone and didn’t want to go through there, but it was the only way home. I started to pedal across this road, and realized that I was lost! I was feeling in danger and didn’t know how to get out of the neighborhood.

Next thing I remember is being in a car with my mom. We were going somewhere that we had been many times before. But neither one of us could remember how to get there. There was a woman at a stoplight so mom pulled up to her and asked if she knew how to get to the place we were going. The lady gave directions and mom said, “Well I could also just turn left at this light and keep going straight until I get there. Yeah that’s the way I’ll take, it’ll be easier than the way you just said to go.”

I thought to myself, she did know how to get there. So why did she ask this lady for directions if she already knew. Then I woke up.

August 11, 2013 (Dream During Nap)

We were at a bowling alley. It was dark and raining outside. Shawn called me on my cell; he was hysterical and told me that people were trying to kill him. I told him I’m in the parking lot and to come outside that I would meet him at the door. Jump in the car and we’ll get the hell out of here. We hung up and I started the car. It started but it wouldn’t move. I couldn’t get the car to go into Drive or Reverse. All of sudden all these people started pounding on the doors and glass trying to break it. They were yelling that they were going to kill me and still, the car would not move. Finally I got it to go into reverse, but when I backed up there was a hole behind me and my car just slid down to the bottom and I was stuck there. Here comes the crowd of people, so I jump out of the car and run to the building. I have to get across the parking lot and they’re chasing me. I hear a gun fire behind me, and I’m thinking okay this is it, Im dead. They’re goanna kill me.

Running as fast as I can, I weave back and forth until I get to the front door to the bowling alley. I rip the door open and run inside. There are a lot of people there but I don’t see my son anywhere. I keep thinking to myself that I need to find a cop and my son. The people that were chasing me are still outside, so I go looking around inside the bowling alley. There’s a large man sitting at a desk with a huge stack of money. I run up to him and tell him that I need help; people tried to kill me and my son is missing. The guy continues counting his money and then he slowly looks up at me. He tells me to come with him. Leaving the money sitting there, he walks to an area near the doors I came in. He gives me a letter and tells me to read this and I’ll be completely safe from the man that was firing off rounds. So I read the letter and immediately walk outside. I go find the guy that was shooting at me. As soon as he sees me he points the gun at my head. Real quick like, before he fires the gun, I tell him that I have a letter from his sister. He looks at me with a shocked expression on his face, and lowers the gun. He begins to cry and we walk into the bowling alley together. We sit down and I begin to read the letter. After I finish reading it, I look up at him and he tells me that he’s so sorry for trying to kill me. I tell him that I forgive him and that he doesn’t have to do these kinds of things. He says that I don’t understand what’s going on, and that I need to get my son and get out of here. So, I leave and go looking for him. He’s nowhere, so I figuring he has to be outside somewhere, I walk out the door and run to the center of the parking lot. Once I get out there, it turns pitch black. I can’t see anything at all. Just blackness all around me. I hear the people who were chasing me earlier and I’m scared. I decide to try and make my way back to the building very slowly. I’m stumbling into cars and people, but finally make it.

Once inside, the building is no longer a bowling alley. Now it’s the DMV and my mother and brother are there. Mom asks me to put on these really super high heels before we go get in the car. They don’t fit, but I do as she asks anyway. She has on the same type shoes and my brother tells me to be sure and hold onto mom so she doesn’t fall down. I get irritated and tell him that I’m not stupid! I know to hold on to mother. I go to help mom and she doesn’t want the help, so I tell her I want the help then. We walk to the car hand in hand. Once inside the car, my brother says he wants to show me something. The car is a kia but as soon as he says he wants to show me something, it changes into a nice racing car and I’m in the driver’s seat. He begins to buckle me in and hands me a gun. He says to be very careful with both the car and gun; but that both will offer protection should I ever find myself in similar situations. I’m just getting ready to see how fast the car can go when I wake up.

*Now that I’m awake I find myself wondering: What was in that letter??*

8-10-2013 (Dream from last night. I got up to write this down at 2:30 a.m.)

I woke up after having only been asleep for a couple of hours and remembered my dream. I had to really fight to remember it, but I was able to.

So it was just barely dark outside. We were in some area where there were bleachers, so it may have been a sports arena type place. I’m not exactly sure, but that’s what it looked like. My husband had a bag of weed and a pipe. He asked me to load the bowl and give everybody on the bleachers a hit. They all started cheering and clapping. Whooping and hollering. They were all pot smokers and were happy. So I loaded the bowl and walked over to the bleachers across from us. There were guys and girls there, and I handed the pipe to the guy on the end. He handed it back to me and said here, you take the first hit girl. My hands were full, so he took the stuff I was holding, and I took a really big hit. I remember thinking…I don’t really want to get stoned. I don’t like how it feels anymore. But I took the hit anyway. Then I gave it back to him and he took a hit as well. He passed it on to the person next to him.

Across from where we were standing, there was another set of bleachers. My husband went over there and sat down to talk to the people there and smoke some weed with them. I think there was a girl he was chatting up too. I remember feeling really uncomfortable talking to the people on my side, but I sat down next to one of the girls. She handed me the pipe and I was going to reload it for her. She said, I was pointing the pipe at your head, for you to smoke; not reload. Anyway so I get ready to leave and go to grab what’s left of the weed. But instead, the bag that I see is full of crack and it’s just lying there on the bleachers. I grab it and comment that this is certainly not weed and that it doesn’t belong to me. I give it to the girl, commenting that it must be hers.

Next thing I know, husband and I are standing away from the bleachers. There are three security guards standing next to us. Its winter, snow is on the ground and it’s icy out. All of the sudden husband takes off running. I can’t keep up with him and it’s hard to see because it’s dark outside. I run behind him and on the left hand side of the street there’s a shed that he went into and locked the door. I can’t get in so I jump up on the side of it. There’s a little opening like a little slit where I put my fingers in to pull myself up. Instead of pulling myself up, though, most of the wall comes crashing down around me.

8-10-2013 (Dream at nap time):

Today I experienced whooshing sound that only lasted a few seconds each time. Then I would notice it and wake myself up too much for it to continue. I need to set my intention to not do that; to relax through it.

This dream was either really fragmented or that’s just how I remember it. Dad and I were sitting on the side of a hill that was covered in dirt. I was a little bit higher up then he was, and I had the perfect spot. It was an indented area that fit around me like a comfortable chair. As dad and I were talking, I was pushing dirt down the hill with my feet, making a landslide of sorts. The hill wasn’t really all that big or high up, and at the bottom was my house. The big hole in front of the living room had a bunch of muddy water inside it. I get the feeling that dad and I were taking a rest from doing some work around the property. Mom and my brother were in the dream as well.

So dad starts talking to me about how when we were kids we cost him a lot of money. He said that I had changed, but my brother was still costing him money to this day, because he owed him thousands of dollars and would not pay him back. I was very uncomfortable with the conversation so tried to change it to something else. Mom heard what he said from the bottom of the hill and was visibly upset. Dad said to me, look at mom. She’s mad at me now, and he put his head on my shoulders as if he were really sad. I pet his head like a mother would a child and told him that it would be okay.

Mom was working around the property and said that she was feeling a little bad; that she needed to get her blood sugar up because she hadn’t eaten anything. I tried to get her to eat something but she refused. We walked into the house and through the kitchen. There was a half-eaten cake on the table, and I said, Hey! This is perfect and it’ll raise your blood sugar. Won’t you have a slice of cake before you do anymore work? I don’t remember if she at the cake or not.

While mom and I were on our way outside, dad was on his way inside. We met up on the front porch and my brother was there too. He started to sing a garth brooks song. Dad made fun of him, teasing him by telling him not to quit his day job. I asked my brother if he still liked Garth brooks and he said he liked some of his music still and listed a few of his favorite songs. As my brother was walking away, I was following him when I saw a kangaroo with a baby across the yard. I decided to get a little closer to get a better look. The mom kangaroo got mad and chased me all the way to our green car. I ran for my life and jumped inside, hiding from her so she wouldn’t stomp or punch me. Shortly thereafter I remember hearing my brother tell mom and dad that I was in the car hiding from a kangaroo. Dad told me that it was safe to come out; she was gone. I didn’t dare come out though, because I didn’t believe that she was really gone.

Later on dad and I were back up on the side of the hill. He asked me, “Did you see what’s inside that hole down there?” I said no so he pointed to the hole and told me to look. I did and I noticed the muddy water was bubbling like it was boiling. He told me to keep watching, so I did. Soon a toy (looked like a giant remote control) car appeared in the hole. It was a black and white Volkswagen and was working the mud. As it was doing this, the mud was slowly disappearing from the hole. I thought that was pretty cool and dad seemed impressed as well.

August 9, 2013 (Dream at Bedtime)

I was in the car driving to some remote location with my brother. I didn’t know where we were going, but once we got there I was shocked to discover that my brother owned a resort that he had not told me about. It was a huge, beautiful place. Once inside we had a bottle of campaign and he asked me if I would mind making a card for his x-wife to show her where he was and invite her to join him there. I said that I would and ended up making this really unique card with a map on the front.

The other thing I remember about my dream involves a person I haven’t seen or heard from in over 15 years. He was in pain and was looking under the medicine cabinet for some pills that he kept under there. He told me that they had been under there for years because he really doesn’t like the way they make him feel. He said he has to be desperate to ever take any and this was only the second time that he had done so. That’s was it, he took a couple of his pills and I woke up.

False awakening:

In my dream I woke up to tell my son about the dream I was having. I walked into our kitchen and he was sitting at the table. I began to explain my dream when it dawned on me that it was nighttime. I thought to myself: “Wow, its night and my son is actually in bed asleep. Come to think of it, so I am. I must be dreaming!” I got so excited that I woke up as soon as I realized I was dreaming.