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spiritual feeling when astral hands touch/size of spirit

Date of dream: Thursday, June 11, 2009

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Lucid Intent? Yes     Lucid Technique: Other

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There's an eleven-foot dust ball that rolls by in front of an outdoor scene that includes an old, 1930s sedan.  I notice that it's very wide, even more so than a modern day Hummer would be.  Suddenly there's an explosion and after the fire dissipates there's nothing left of the car but an oil smear on the ground.  Someone points out to me that eleven other cars got burned at the same time, but I continue to stare in shock at the oil smear instead of looking at the other cars.

(wake up, record, fall back to sleep)

I have my hands around a rotating, glowing shape that starts to grow and grow until finally I have to step back and just look at it, for it's far taller and wider than I am.  It continues to expand until it's as large as the room.  I'm amazed, and it dawns on me that this is my own spirit, and that it's much bigger than my actual body.  I think about how when it was smaller I was experimenting with it, perhaps even trying to mold it with my hands ... even verging on picking it apart.  Now I realize I shouldn't do that because it's something that should be left untouched.  One is not supposed to experiment with the spirit, I tell myself.

(wake up, record, fall back to sleep)

I find myself in a dream very similar to the previous one.  My hands are intertwining with each other in graceful ways that almost seems a little bit beyond my control.  I notice that every time they touch, an electric charge passes between them and an intensely spiritual feeling goes through me.

I wake up and am astonished at how it seemed to be my ASTRAL hands that were touching, and although I've certainly done that before in my dreams, this was profoundly different.

Keywords
spirit
hands
rotate
sedan
explosion
Add'l Emotions
shock
spiritual
energy

the cold shoulder (illus.)

Date of dream: Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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I'm at a football game in a professional sports stadium. I think it's a major league or team playing football there, but because I don't know much about sports, I keep my mouth shut. I don't want to ask any stupid questions.

I'm even more sensitive to being perceived in a negative way, because I'm with a group of homophobic people who know that I'm gay. They're not saying anything mean to my face, but I can feel them looking down their noses at me.

I try desperately to somehow fit in, doing the only thing I know how to do -- my artwork. I do a watercolor painting of an elderly couple sitting in their large sedan, which is parked out on the football field. But no one talks to me about my art, and I still feel very out of place with the group.
painting_elderly_stadium
I wake up.

Additional Comments:

My younger brother in real life has started giving me the silent treatment and I can't figure out what I did wrong. I'm worried that he's doing the same thing that my older brother did to me some years ago and that is to cut me off and not talk to me for a couple of years -- because I'm gay.
  • Themes
  • Nightmare
  • Settings
  • Present
  • Activities
  • Driving
  • Keywords
    sedan
    stadium
    Add'l Emotions
    left out
    low self-esteem