Date of dream: Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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Daytime and I find myself driving alone along a small street which looks a little like the avenue where my Nan lives, I’m not driving too fast but I’m also not really paying attention to the road in front of me. I suddenly snap out of my dreamy trance when I see that the cars up ahead of me have come to a halt as they wait at the junction.
I slam on my brakes to avoid an accident and come to an immediate abrupt halt, the force of my stopping is such that I get jettisoned out through the top of the car and fly very high up through the air. At first I panic thinking that I have had a terrible accident but it soon becomes clear that I’ve actually left my body and my spirit in the form of a ball is traveling a swift but stable trajectory up through the air.
I feel a little bit exposed and vulnerable as well as concerned as I’m flung forward through the sky by the sudden jolting momentum, that is until I catch sight of some elfish ethereal Victorian ragamuffin children who are stood on the nearby balcony of a house. They are waving, chuckling and laughing at me as I fly past, I’m surprised that they can see me as I feel pretty certain that I’m just an invisible soul.
Additional Comments:
Thoughts: Yesterday I’d been thinking all day about out of body experiences and was perhaps hoping
something might happen this night as I haven’t had one for a long time now, this was simply a dream
though and didn’t feel anything like the normal out of body projections I’ve had in the past, although
that feeling of shifting rapidly and of being projected or ejected outwards and the sensation of rapid
momentum was a little bit like what I remember when leaving my body as I recall it.
Dream 2: Pink but masculine – It is morning time and I find myself in an unfamiliar kitchen where I see
my wife, her sister and an unfamiliar short, stocky and powerfully built Mediterranean man. The man
looks like a laborer and has about three or four days worth of stubble on his face, his is a little gruff but
quite friendly in his own way. The man is waiting patiently as my wife, her sister and I get dressed for
work as he plans to be the one who is going to drive us there. The atmosphere feels unusual almost as
if the three of us are children getting ready to go to school. It doesn’t seem odd that we are all virtually
naked and getting dressed into our daily clothes in the kitchen and in front of one another and this male
stranger. What does strike me as very odd though is that I see my sister-in-law is putting on a pink
shirt, the pink color in itself is very pleasant but I notice that the shirt is definitely that of a man, the cut
of the shirt is very crisp and elegant with a lot of style it’s the sort that would need to be worn with
cufflinks. I feel very puzzled as I watch her button up the front of the garment, the fact that she is a
woman putting on this item of male clothing gives me a very strange sort of feeling, I find the act kind
of charming and innocent somehow.
Date of dream: Saturday, April 19, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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It is evening time and I find myself in a single bedroom at a hospital, I see the actor George Clooney sat up in bed he is awake and looks as though he is recovering from an operation or from getting over an illness. George looks quite well but has a machine just to the right of his bedside table which appears to be monitoring his health.
The invisible spirit of a little boy floats into the room and asks George if he can enter his body and become a part of him, the young boy explains that he has an adjoining bedroom to George and that he has just died and needs to transplant his soul into George’s body.
George seems understanding and compassionate but turns to the presence of the boy and explains that now isn’t quite the right time for him to incorporate the child’s soul.
Additional Comments:
Thoughts: The above dream seems pretty self explanatory particularly in relation to many of my recent
dreams. Besides the below dreams I had one other dream this evening which concerned a drama
involving my younger sister and her brother-in-law, I can’t remember much of the story but I know it
was intense my sister seemed to be in conflict with me and my brother-in-law was trying to act as a
kind of impartial third party.
Dream 2: The day the torpedo was invented – I am floating in the sea near to a harbour where
something of a naval build-up of warships, submarines and the like are all being convened. I am also
aware, and this point seems central to the meaning of the dream, that today is the day that the torpedo
was invented. Unlike in dream 6 this naval build-up doesn’t have the same negative warlike
connotations. I watch as I float and tread water in the harbour as a huge Hercules transport aircraft
flies overhead effortlessly, the sight is awesome and I have complete admiration for how such a huge
bulky craft can be so elegant and manoeuvrable. Another sailor looks up to the sky watching the
amazing aircraft from the prow of a huge warship I sense that he shares my feelings of awe and
admiration for the Hercules.
Dream 3: Soaring – A brief dream where I am an eagle soaring very high in the clear blue sky over the
Grand Canyon, the feeling of being in the eagle’s body is exhilarating and surprisingly real and
contrasts very much with being in a human body.
Dream 4: Uncle’s ankle – At my Nan’s house and my uncle has lifted something awkward and heavy
and hurt his ankle, the injury seems quite bad and my Nan helps him to bandage it up. I can see that
even though the ankle is strapped it still causes him terrible pain and he can just barely hobble on it, I
suspect he has fractured a bone at the base of his leg and he doesn’t realise the extent of the injury.
Dream 5: Lessons in love – I wake up in a very large white sunlit room that vaguely looks like a
classroom at my old art college only devoid of all furnishings. I feel only half awake and am surprised
when my wife turns over and climbs on top of me to make love. Bizarrely I look about the room and
see lots of other double beds in the room too all with fresh white bed linen each with unfamiliar couples
all making love as well. I realise that some kind of lesson or group therapy is taking place whereby a
perfect looking man and a perfect looking woman walk around the room dressed in spiritual white
clinical clothes and carrying clipboards, the perfect teachers are taking notes and guiding all of the
couples here in the art of love making. Although the ambiance is quite unusual and communal it’s not
that unpleasant or uncomfortable and actually feels very healthy, natural and liberating.
Dream 6: Nuclear tit for tat – I see a globe of the world and am focused in on one particular area, I
suddenly see a little nuclear warhead rocket up into the air and come down to explode on another
landmass in the same locale. After this I see another warhead take off from the land that was attacked,
this process soon escalates with lots of the miniature bombs taking off and hitting various areas in this
part of the world. The diorama makes me think of the expression tit for tat and from my exclusive
vantage point I can see how childishly infantile such conflict is. A very vague bodily presence comes
along and explains that this scene is being shown for my benefit to explain how war works, the
underlying theme seems to be that of how wars escalate and neighbouring countries get drawn into the
conflict. The involvement of neighbours seems to be a very bad thing and it is suggested in my dream
that things would be much better if this weren’t so, I continue to watch the map and see that this
quarter of the globe is now engulfed in a raging wildfire that is spreading out of control.
