Date of dream: Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
Yes
Lucid Technique: WBTB
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I'm riding on an old bike through M___, the town I lived in back in 1980. I see a coworker, L___, from behind -- she's walking through the town square. I call out to her several times but she doesn't respond. Finally, when I pass her, I look back and see that it's someone else completely. "Oh!" I exclaim to her. "I thought you were someone I knew."
We have a pleasant conversation about misidentifying people, and I go on my way. It kind of sticks in my head, though, that her hair was black as I approached her and then red when I turned around and talked to her face-to-face. But it doesn't make me lucid.
A strange shift, and I'm now on foot walking through someone's huge estate. I don't have a shirt on, so I steal one from a closet. I'm desperate to get out of the house, because I don't want to get caught for trespassing and stealing [I would never steal anything in real life, and I'm not sure what I would do if I accidentally found myself lost in someone's mansion -- I think I would look for someone and ask for help, but I think I might be afraid of the owners overreacting and hurting me ... so I think in real life I would just try to sneak out, too].
I try to backtrack, going the way I came in. I put some large gloves that I come across on.
But immediately I feel that one of them is covered with grease on the inside, so I turn that one inside out with the greasy inside of it on the outside.
As I'm about to get out of the house, a man sees me and seems to be looking at the stolen shirt I'm wearing. Worried that he'll stop me, I hurry out of his line of sight ... and wake up.
Date of dream: Sunday, January 27, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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I'm working at a strange hospital as a lab tech, but I don't seem to recognize that. I seem to have lost my shoes, so I
take off my socks, too. I walk onto one of the floors this way.
Hey, at least I have my lab coat on, I tell myself.
I'm supposed to draw blood on someone on this ward (which is the cancer ward), but when I step out of the stairwell onto
the floor I hear a nurse whispering how one of their coworkers came in to work barefoot. Embarrassed now, I turn
around and head back down to the lab, looking for my shoes and socks once I get there.
I wake up.
Additional Comments:
Out of the blue, someone at church today told me she was a breast cancer survivor. When I was writing this dream up
tonight, I realized that the dream had been precognitive of that in sort of an indirect way.
Date of dream: Sunday, August 19, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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(1) I'm in a horrible nightmare where my brother, B___, complains to Grandma about me. I'm angered and begin
screaming horrible things at him -- so horrible that I begin to fear in the back of my mind that I'll never be able to take
them back [thankfully I forgot what they were as soon as I awoke]. I wrestle him down to the floor and we continue
screaming at each other. The dream shifts, and now I'm venting my anger against him by causing someone completely
different to float up in the air by telekinesis. It doesn't occur to me that the transference of my anger from my brother to
a complete stranger doesn't make any sense at all. The only thing I start to worry about is that I might hurt this guy if I
let him fall to the ground from where he's floating up in the air. So I let him down gently and wake up. I'm very relieved
it was just a dream -- I never want to scream at anyone like this in real life ... and certainly not at my brother.
(2) I'm in a futuristic dentist's office. Everyone's levitating on invisible platforms so all you ever have to do to get from
one place to another is just roll over. We draw the conclusion that we'll never have to work ever again because of these
wonderful platforms. And then I think, Why do anything at all? That logic seems flawed to me, though. The
dream shifts so that I'm using telekinesis to levitate an origami sculpture that's shaped like a bird. I cause the sculpture
to float high in the air, and a crowd cheers wildly at my great success. But suddenly the bird plummets out of the sky and
I don't seem to be able to muster up any power to stop it. When it hits the ground, I suddenly grow very old and sad.
Years slip by in a matter of seconds. I find a dry erase board eraser and start erasing my arms and legs right out of
existence in the dream. It seems almost like kind of a suicidal action. My brother, B___, rushes up to me and stops me.
He lectures me on never giving up. I feel my face -- there are now deep lines of age etched in it and when I try to show
a different facial expression my skin is too stiff to move into any other position. But B___ encourages me to try doing
what I was good at again. However, the dream has shifted so that it was painting pictures with acrylic paints that was my
strong point [I did use to paint with acrylics in real life!]. He points out that technology has evolved so far now that we
can paint pictures just by thinking about them. But I get out my old case of acrylic paints anyway, saying that we should
show the younger generation how we USED to paint.
(3) I'm an actor in a situation comedy set in Boston. M___, a coworker in real life who's not very friendly to me, is a co-
star. But then the show goes off the air. A couple of years later, we are talking with each other about the show when she
puts her face up next to mine so that our cheeks are touching. It feels very uncomfortable to me, because I know she
doesn't like me .... why is she pretending? The dream goes through a crazy shift so that it turns out I'm delusional ... I
was never a star on the show, I only have been telling people that I was. M___ was a star on the show, and I wasn't!
But she is patiently waiting for me to finish talking. She doesn't point out to me the error in my thinking, but suddenly I
just realize it. I'm quite horrified to suddenly realize that I had been going around telling people I was a movie star when
I wasn't one at all!
Additional Comments:
Dream #2, while off to a shaky start, ended on such a positive note that I feel like it had important instructions for my
waking life. Don't give up, even if you have an episode where you experience a terrible, embarrassing setback.
