Lucid Dream Journal June 4, 2008
Posted by fmmh in : Ramblings , trackbackSince my youth I’ve been able to have lucid dreams where I’ve escaped nightmares or adventured above trees in flight. A few of my lucid dreams have provided me with spiritual insight and a couple have made me cry illustrating deaths of loved ones. Only a few of my lucid dreams do I not choose to fly. I’ve had so many flight dreams that during wakeful states, I believe I can fly. I don’t really know the significance of dreams other than the fact when I have dreams, I feel I am getting really good rest. Most of my dreams are just plain silly and fun and are why I believe I have hypersomnia: I don’t want to stop dreaming. Also, most of my really good dreams occur between 7am and 10am in the morning no matter what time I have gone to sleep at night.
For the last couple of months, I have been trying to create a lucid dream journal. This morning I had my first rememberable lucid dream I’ve had in a while. The really cool part about this particular dream was during the point I realized I was dreaming, my thoughts yelled “LUCID DREAM,” and I instantly began take off for flight. What triggered me I was dreaming eludes me. What kicked me out of the dream was my toddler awaking and telling me “hi.” Being a mommy is an apparent obstacle between me and journaling. So here I sit trying to best to remember the dream. It’s difficult to put confusing images into words.
Here’s my feeble attempt:I look different, not fat and homely in appearance, but I look like a barbie doll. I’m a new singer on stage and after my performance, I go backstage, and the people in charge of me put me on bid in front of a crowd of men. The highest bidder and I will go into this room and perform sexual acts. This highest bidder tells me how everyone in the business is expected to do this to make money for the people in charge and to keep being a singer, and he also states how he only did this a few times before quitting himself. Did he bid the highest to tell me this to let me know I could quit too? Well, I quit and run from the crowd scene and find myself outside in a foreign land. I think I have the ability to time travel because I jump away from this foreign land and find myself in another place in competition with a sinister looking fellow who demands I bow down to his power and become his mate. I struggle and evade him. [I forget dream details here.] I jump away in time and somehow the sinister dude gets me and wants me to kiss him. Without fear, I kiss him and pretend to become a convert. [Again, details lost because of the confusing nature of time travel.] I jump away in time to that foreign land and am hiding from passerbys living a dystopian future. I find an abandoned route and then look across the field and think, “LUCID DREAM.” I begin flying and hurdling over dreaded electrical power lines. I forget I’m actually dreaming and begin struggling to keep my flying power.
Dream insights:
(1) I think the electrical power lines need to become a new signal to me that I’m losing the lucidity because it’s happened in a number of my dreams.
(2) I still have dreams of being chased and men trying to have sex with me although now I am not so fearful.
(3) Next time travel dream, I need to try to become more lucid. This was a very interesting exploration of worlds.
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I’ve been able to have lucid dreams while at a pretty young age. Since then, I still dream but the lucidness seems vague, or maybe it’s just because I’m influenced by a lot of stress right now. Found a good information resource on this at luciddreaming.com