The Fight

7:04am

The Fight

I am preparing to fight another man. There may not be a ring, but there is a big crowd. I am feeling strong and very quick. It is not a professional match. It is not clear why we are fighting, there is no animosity. I decide to fight very strategically. The first encounter we have I box his fists very fast multiple hits. I am hitting the soft side of his fists with my bare knuckles. I feel as if I have partially disarmed him with very little damage to my hands. Our next encounter I do something similar to his chest and ribs abound his right arm, his most powerful arm. I now feel it will hurt him to lift his arm and be very painful to hit me with his primary weapon. I also feel that I have not hit him in the face once and that he should heal up fine.

Notes: Nice compact dream. I did not make a special effort to remember it, but It came back to me when I sat down at my desk.

What is the dream telling me? I am possible fighting part of myself.  The idea is to defeat part of me, but not do any permanent damage?

What as I going to do about it? Be strategic about my desired behavioral changes. Keep up the meditation. Increase the exercise. Engage the diet change gradually, maybe one meal at a time. Get the transition Forks Over Knives book and read it on the computer.

Naked and Defiant

6:01am (Winter Solstice @ 5:44am, Was meditating...new traditiona)

Naked and Defiant Dream 1

I am moving rapidly through a large group of people, mostly if not all males. There is an encampment of different groups or teams. They are preparing for a big event they will all participate in. It is getting very close to the start and I am in a hurry to get in my place. I see two or three men that I knew well when we were young. I briefly shout out a hello, but need to keep moving. The groups are in place around a circle that is atlast the size of 1/4 mile track, but could be larger. I am making my way from 6:00 on the circle past noon to my place (traveling clockwise). As I pass noon there is a row of elders in chairs. As I rapidly pass by their seats on my right, the main guy sneers at me and states I nearly missed the event but I will be allowed to join in resentfully.

I get to my place and have a very specific task to complete. It is physical and is based in geometry or to be specific piece of a larger design. It is a competitive or even military task that will pit my group against the others. I have secretly arranged for my part to not futher the military goals of my individual group, but form a larger pattern that will overwhelm the designs of the warring sides. I awaken happy with my decision and actions.

Dream 2

I am a military or police authority and am inspecting a a series of rooms, possibly in a cave. It may also be acting as a prison. There is a beautiful woman who is nearly naked and backed into the very end of her enclosure. With my authority and possible armor or weapons I have obvious dominion over her. She is defiant but not angry. As I complete my inspections I comment that I am nearly done and have plans to join my family very shortly for an outing. She comments, not tonight, and a final inspection is suddenly made more complex. I see two stars carved on two opposite sides of stone walls or the sides of a large structure. Something about the configuation was hidden or changed in the end and will take longer to inspect and make me late for my plans. The naked woman is smiling or lightly laughing.

Notes: Very cool that I was up and meditating at the winter solstice. I knew the day varied year to year, but I did not know that the solstice was a exact moment at which the sun is at its southernmost point in the sky. 5:44am December 21 for 2016.

What is the dream telling me? In the first dream, the difiant one was me, a male.  In the second dream, the defiant one was female (also me?) Dispite what I have planned, I have a larger purpose.

What am I going to do? Find my purpose!!!

The Arrangement [Big Dream]

8:59am

An Arranged Courtship with a Finessed Visit to a Sacred Object

I am visiting with an older wealthier friend. I have an immediate problem with Weejee I want his help with. She has something like a shot in her side. It is metallic, almost like a bullseye. It is a dream logic infused medical problem. She does not seen to be in any pain or discomfort, but needs attention.

The more important part of our conversation are my plans for the future. They are very precise. I want to arrange for a protégé of mine to meet with a very prominent young woman in a socially accepted manner. Similar to the formal introductions of a future arranged marriage or courtship. My friend has an association with the young woman's family and a perfect location for the meeting to take place. It is an old and distinguished space/office/study. I can see the old dark wooden floors with antique leather and wood furniture.

The meeting is to take place without my friend being present. Bob (someone named Bob) is to act as the young woman's chaperone. I am to come, possibly with my nephew. There are a number of particular arrangements that will need to be made for this to be done properly. I however, have a hidden agenda.

At his meeting I want to invite the young woman to view a particular object in another location, also owned by my friend. There is a sense of urgency to the viewing. The visit to the object, I come to believe, is the more important goal. The object may be sacred and/or powerful. It may be made of precious materials and have some complexity to its design. It is a work of art as well as important.

This make three distinct things I am asking of my friend/mentor.

Notes: I reviewed this dream many times making sure I did not forget it. The original version was a dream, I then went through the steps several times. I heard Cindy's snooze go off at least 4 times. It was only after several reviews that the access to the sacred object seemed to take on more importance. I meditated and had some exercise yesterday. Was this the impetus for the planning and precision in this dream.

What is the dream telling me? Unlike many recent dreams that were filled with uncertainty and lack of direction, this one was very complex and precise. I believe it is related to my taking initial steps in calming my mind and conditioning my body.

What am I going to do about it? Take it to the Rhine Center Dream Group for interpretation (tonight!)

How to Capture an Emotional Event, Protect the Children

11:58am

How to Capture an Emotional Response [S: Amina Mundi Dream Elixir, 1 tbls]

The only image I see is a live closeup of a woman's face. It is as if I am looking through a video camera lens, but I only see the face. I hear my words as I explain to someone how to capture an emotional event. She has some food in her mouth. She is crying while opening and closing her mouth. It is all in black and white. I come back to this several times in the morning dream session. At least once her image is in vivid colors. [Now that I am awake it is not clear how just a face could be so colorful]

Protect the Children

I am in a meeting in a crowded room with a group of military professionals responsible for working with a group of children. I have some very specific ideas on how this needs to be handled but am unsure as to how to express this. I am concerned about how military rank will interplay with the job that needs to be done.

We leave the room for a break. As we are leaving we need to take off our heavy leather belts and put them in a pile on the floor before we leave the room. I am thinking about how severe the punishment would be if we kept our belts on. One of the attendees comments on how he is surprised the old man who does this is still around. He(the attendee) has apparently been gone for some time and returned.

We make our way to an outside area where we will break. The way is restricted. Instead of taking an elevator right in front of us. we need to climb over a railing and climb down to the open lobby below. One of the men comments how well I did for someone in my shape.

We are out in a dark wet alley. It feels similar to a prison yard. Everyone is milling around. I am trying to get the attention of two of my colleagues. I am having difficulty. I am concerned about being overheard. I tell them to come with me to a more secluded spot. I look and they are not following me. I go back and get them. They follow me and two others as well.

I explain in detail my plan. The person in charge for the children's psychological safety must be the highest ranking person in the room, so there will be no conflicts that may compromise our efforts. The children have been traumatized in some way. they will be led through a long series of corridors, inside and out. I am slightly flustered that I don't describe the route perfectly, but get back on track as to the acute need for their emotional needs to be top priority.

Notes: Went to sleep at 8:30p. Woke up at 10ist.

What is the dream telling me? Protect you inner child as you bring him out.

What am I going to do about it?  Work with Leiza, show her the dream.

The Three Venues, The Restoration Projects

8:24 AM

The Three Venues

I am outside a building with a small group of people. I'm dressed like someone might be in the 1960s or even 50s. I am waiting for some sort of performance. I think back to when I was inside. It was some sort of an apartment. It was a living space I was sharing with several people, family likely.

Now I am dressed for some sort of performance. I have clothes that are not formal but they're dressed up. I have white long sleeve shirt, a vest and my shirt has oversized cuffs with large cuff links.I am with an older family member and we are tracking what is happening in the performance very closely. We are waiting for our time to come on or at least I am waiting for my time. I also realize that I have a second performance in another location. And I need to time the two and get over to the other location precisely at the right time. I do travel to the other location feeling that I got there on time. I wake up.

The Restoration Projects

I am in the city. It is a city that is familiar in many of my dreams. It is a combination of DC and New York City. Most buildings are old red brick. I'm with a group of people including an older gentleman, he may be a family member. He's excited about a new project that he has and he tells me I should go look at it. It's parked outside on the street. I have no idea what I'm going look at so I go out and see a big mass of machinery. But when I look up it's a garbage truck with a lot of complex parts on it. He says no no no it's down there. I am inside an old wooden building. I see in great detail a very old very dirty and somewhat dilapidated motorcycle. The chain is much more massive and ornate than any actual motorcycle would be. It becomes apparent that this is a retired racing motorcycle from sometime ago. And even in its current condition it was very expensive to buy and very valuable. Each bike races all season long and this was the winning motorcycle for the season. I can see red and white colors through the dirt. He plans on a complete restoration to showroom condition.

In the next scene there is a boat that pulls into a garage on the water. Here my uncle(?) is restoring outboard motors. I spent some time looking at several engines that are in the water. They are going through a process where old fuel or liquid is leaking out. They are floating in the water on their sides. At some precise point they flip over when they reach a certain equilibrium. They pop out of the water several inches, settle back and align themselves perfectly vertical in the water.

Notes: I have been spending a lot of time looking at motorcycles. The restoration my be about me. I like the metaphor of an classic motorcycle racing bike being restored.

What is the dream telling me? Restore myself. Although, it will be ready for the showroom, not the race track. Hummm. The Three Venues, I have no idea.

What am I going to do about it? Start the restoration. Exercise, primarily stretching at first, eating better (more plant based) and meditation!!!

The Exotic Power Dinner

12:18pm

The Exotic Power Dinner [Calea, Mugwort and Vervain: WBTB, Dried leaves smoked, then all three combined into a potent tea]  Approimately 2 talbe spoons of leaf to 6oz of water

I am outside a very casual elegant island resort restaurant. It is warm with island air all around. The jungle is very close to the open building that the restaurant is in. I am waiting for someone. A very arrange conveyance arrives and parks in a slot that seems to be made for it. He is very dark and is  native royalty. I cannot remember how to properly pronounce his name, so I call him from a distance slightly mumbling and introduce myself.

As we enter the restaurant we hold hands briefly. When we get to our seats my wife (not Cindy) is sitting with a powerful businessman we are here to impress, but it is a table for two. The restaurant is tiny and small tables are stuffed very close to each other. We sit just next to them.

I am looking at my salad in great detail. I can see amazing colors and variety of ingredients. It is like looking into an exotic terrarium. Then I see tiny bugs that blend perfectly into the salad scenery and am slightly horrified. I make my way back of the dinning room to the front to speak with the staff. I start talking with a woman who is dark and beautiful dressed is a colorful wraparound dress. I look at the salad plate and realize that there are shadows in the room. I move to a brightly lighted spot and show her the salad. I say, just watch, and indeed the movement starts all over the plate. I very politely mention she may want to do something about this, but that we will skip the salad.

I am outside with my royal guest. We are looking into tall angular glass columns that are glass supported by green metal work. Inside are are beautiful creatures, mostly reptiles, from the environment. I tell my guest that the tubes are open from the top so the animals can come and go. They are fed in the containers for the guests viewing.

As I am saying this I think, that is a lie. I am telling him this as a slimy sales tactic. The cages are closed. I have a brief view of one of the green creatures from the enclosure on the ground. It is flat and dead.

Notes: The tea, as usual was close to unpalatable. I take a big mouthful, swallow quickly and then chase with orange juice. It still make we wince. I had many vivid dreams but only remembered the last one. I woke at 5:30am to an alarm. Back to sleep by 7 and did not awake until noon.

What is the dream telling me? Relations with men may threaten my marriage. I can be a slimy salesman?

What am I going to do about it? Focus on what is important not what feels good for the moment.

Fighting Monsters on Outpost 9, Airconditioning Out in Mumbai, Working on the Ramp at The Races

8:39

Fighting Monsters on Outpost 9

I am in a spaceship or space station. There are many of us. We are being attached by some sort of monsters/aliens. It is not as threatening as you migh think. It is more of a game to wack them as they fly by.

Air Conditioning Out in Mumbai

I am walking the streets in a big city in India at night. I am alone but making my way back to the hotel where my wife is. As I get closer to the hotel it is apparent that the power is out. I imagine being trapped in a hotel with the windows closed and not air conditioning

Scene 1. I am back at the Hotel but the windows do work. I was wrong. My wife and possibly I, stay, possibly stay cool by being wet. My wife may stay by herself.

Scene 2. I am back on the streets still trying to figure out what I am doing. I am alone.

Scene 3. I may be with my wife. Out in front of the hotel. I come up to a door/opening in a building and am trying to ask something of the shopkeeper. The opening is dynamic and very complex. I am apologetic as it goes through a series of gyrations as it opens.

Working on the Ramp at The Races

I am at a race tract with a team of guys. We are constructing the ramp our car will go over, but we are having difficulties. The engineering of one very specific part of the ramp has not been done properly and one of the team members is not doing a good job of doing it on the fly. I can see the part in great detail. When the car goes over the tires will be uneven and it will be ineffective or dangerous. I leave the ramp are and go over to another location. I am talking to someone I know on another team and tell him things are not going well with the ramp.

Notes: The good news is I remembered part of three dreams. The content is disturbing but not surprising.

What is the dream Telling me? I am struggling with getting my life working.

What am I going to do about it? I am going out to meet my nephew shortly to try and make some money, but it entails getting on roofs. Hopefully not a complete disaster.

Choosing a Music/Club Venue, Fired in Discrase, Forced to retell the Story

5:55am

Choosing a Music/Club Venue

I am with a friend or acquaintance. We have been somewhere and discussed in detail what clubs we may seek out. The idea is to pick one to hang out. We are walking through the city. We hear music blasting from a club. I think it is very loud, the door must be open.  As we approach the singer, a woman, sounds like she is screaming. We dismiss it as a choice but go up to check it out. It is very loud and fairly obnoxious. I say to my friend, Do you want to stay here? I am con fused because we have just discussed how low and screechy it is. There is a large crowd outside. The performer is outside. We can walk be hind the performer on the sidewalk, but we are disturbing the the scene and get some snide looks.

Notes: Set the alarm for 4 hours. Doing WBTB with Vervain tea. We'll see.

What is the dream telling me? Sometimes I make bad decisions?

What am I going to do about it?  Not sure. Finds a better way to make decisions. Get in touch with my inner wisdom more.

10:18

Fired in Disgrace [S: Vervain, 2 tbsp tea, in 6oz water]

I am sitting at a desk with an  older coworker next to me, to my right.The head of development comes in, He is a mature Asian man. He tells my coworker to do something ill advised (stupid). My coworker is a senior researcher with lots of experience. He briefly tells the big boss about his objection in muted tones as he hurries off to execute the task that he personally thinks will be a disaster.

The boss then turns to me and asks me to do something equally as ill advised. I argue outright with him. He imposes his will and walks through a door into an adjacent room. He is talking to another worker. I give him the finger and mouth the works, fuck you, thinking he has his back turned: he does not.

He emerges from the darkness, incredibly angry. He is fuming, yelling at me, pointing at me. His face is contorted, he is not even speaking English, he spits as he shouts.  He is happy in his extreme anger at catching me in such flagrant misconduct.  I am fired.

Over the Top Pissed Off

 Forced to retell the Story

I am back possibly in the same environment. There is a railing that separates a portion of the room that is raised from the floor a couple of feet below where I am. I am facing four coworkers from the GE plant. I am telling them the story in great detail of my being fired. As I get to crucial emotional parts the first person, says, I was there, ruining the story. I continue, I may be being forced to do this. I reach another peak and another person says, I was there as well. As they say this, they leave but are replaced one at a time from a long line of workers that stretch around the corner and down a long hall. I wake up.

Notes: While not lucid, the dreams I have on vervain are very vivid and memorable. Both dreams were stylized, very colorful and packed with emotion.Vervain is definately a keeper.

What is the dream telling me? Not al al sure.


What am I going to do about it? No idea, bring it to the dream group.

I Can't FInd It, I Can't Wear This

6:54am

I Can't Find It

I am home looking at a catalog of classes for a community college. I pick one I am interested in. It lasts two hours and starts at 9:00pm. I think there is something odd about the time, but accept it as OK.  I fill out the paperwork, put it in an envelope and then take off for the class becasue it is going to begin soon.

I am not sure where it is. I start driving without having a clear destination. I get to some place that may be a school, but it is not the one I want. I go in to ask directions to where I am going. There are people in line for something, but I never get the directions.

I am sitting next to a young student, I may be much older. He is having some difficulty with a class he is taking. I see his text book very clearly between where he and I are sitting.

I am driving and I realize I really have no clue where I am going. I am not even sure which county I need to be in. In fact, in may be in Maryland instead of Virginia.

I am in something like a 7-11, I am again trying to get directions. As I am leaving I am trying to make my way around an Hispanic guy who is moving very slowly and having difficulty walking. He is dragging or having trouble with one foot. Somehow I am back in the store for a second time and need to get around him again. I have been in a rush the whole time because the class is about to start. I talk with him briefly and he tells me someone came to his door and shot him in the foot.

I am outside the store in the parking lot. I finally take stock and realize I could just put the address in my GPS. I pick up the catalog and look for the address. I can't find it. I am looking in great detail. I go down a series of numbered items where it is supposed to be, bu the information and the number, possibly 3, are missing. I think about arriving late to class and telling the professor why I am late. He will look for me on the rolls but he won't see me because I just registered. Or did I? I can't remember if I mailed the envelope. I especially don't remember putting a stamp on it. I am getting discouraged and may give up.

[Another snippet that may be a separate but related dream] I am looking through a book. It may be a novel. For some reason I get obsessed with where it ends. The first half of the book is normal text, but when I look for the end of the story it is in the middle of the book where to normal text of the novel turn to pages and pages of detailed listings of commercial information. I look several times but can't find where the novel ends and the information, that is likely advertising, begins.

11:52am

I Can't Wear This

I am in an apartment and trying to figure out what to wear to a sales call with my coworkers. Because of my difficulty finding something I am considering having to take my own car on a long drive and meet them at the destination.

I am looking at my options. There is a long rack of clothes in the living or dining room. They are all too small, especially the white shirts. I go to the closet in the bedroom. There is a bizarre shirt, tie, jacket combination. It is knitted, dark with a distinct pattern. I am thinking no way I am going to wear this. It may have been given to me by my mother.

There are 2-3 coworkers. They are discussing a convoluted plan to catch or surprise someone. They want to use my suite because they think it will remind this person of themselves. This person is possible dangerous, I ask what they intend to do after they "catch" him. I imagine that they want to make a dummy and dress it in my weird suit. But, no they want me to wear it! I try it on, it is crazy. It is very bulky, yet restricting around the legs. It is two or three heavy layers of knitted material and it is summer. I flatly refuse and say it is impossible to even consider wearing it.

Notes: At first I couldn't remember anything (The first dream) and then am flooded with detail. The second dream was after I was up and went back to bed. Mostly I felt like I could not go back to sleep, but then was woken up 3 1/2 hours later by my wife, because I needed to get up and get busy around the house.

What is the dream telling me? (1st) I am back in a rut. (2nd) The Reiki Master said I may be holding on to restrictions or energy left from my mother.

What am I going to do about it?  See/get healed by the Reiki Master I met a the Oasis.

Being or Watching

9:30am

I am part of an elaborate series of events. Everyone is in colorful costumes. It is like a cheesy costume sifi. There are multiple rooms and groups. There are a couple of characters that are in the scenes but wearing regular street clothes. I see very fine detail and comment to myself that the production is a bit high-schoolish.  I am not sure if I am in a production or in a dream of a production, or a production in a dream.

Notes: I can only remember a small snippet of the total dream. I am happy that I am having a very odd colorful and creative dream with no supplements.

Cleaning the House, The Nature Store

11:17am

Cleaning the House [S: LucidEsc, x2] WBTB

I am working on cleaning a house, starting in the kitchen. There are several others in the house, they are not helping me directly but are engaged in other tasks. As I am working my way around the kitchen I get in increasing trouble due to the bizarre nature of the objects I am trying to clean. The shape of things keeps shifting, but the real problem comes as I am working on a cabinet. Water starts to leak out and eventually becomes many gallons flowing onto the floor. While I am struggling to avert what seems to me a total disaster no one else seem particularly alarmed.

I am later working on a counter top and handling very small detailed hand made sculptures. The are animated and seem alive. I am very interested in how they are created. Someone in the house created them, I may have talked with them.

[I keep going in and out of sleep, and have a series of related dreams]

The Nature Store

I am in a store that carries the small characters that I encountered while cleaning the house. There are many other fascinating items that seem to have unusual animated characteristics. The feeling of being in the shop and when I wake up is very warm and fulfilling.

Notes:  Very bad day yesterday. Feeling sorry for myself and trapped. Feels good to get a new perspective.

What is the dream trying to tell me? Not sure, but possibly balancing disaster with alternate perspectives.

What am I going to do about it? Get a life.

The Academy, The Blue Calendar Item

8:06 AM

The Academy

Series of events taking place  at a hotel. Group of us are all learning about something about the job. Kept being confused.

I walk out of the room and see  someone I know coming in the restaurant. I say oh yeah thank you for reminding me the restroom is here, I always walk to the other one further away.

I'm in a hotel room. I'm with my boss. Maybe a woman. It's something very complicated we're doing. There's some detailed information in a binder. We were supposed to do something. I remember the details are in the binder. But somehow time and time again I miss place in the binder can't find it and I remember I need  it again and again.

I go to my hotel room to get dressed and take a shower. There's someone else in my hotel room that I don't know who it is. The beds have been arranged differently from my room. It is another reason that I don't recognize the room. He explains that the rooms are being shared during this period for people getting ready for the meetings.

The Blue Calendar Item

[I keep waking up time and again being confused about what was a dream and what was real] It's an abstract dream where an item was being put on a calendar about an event that likely didn't happen or wasn't going to happen. But in the state that I was in I couldn't tell if it was a real event or it was an event that I had dreampt. And it was obvious but there was nothing I could do at that point to discern one way or the other whether it was real because it was just some distraction. I must've woken up three different times with this idea in my head. It was a little frightening not to be able to discern dream from reality.

 [There's a second slightly repeating dream that also had to do with the difference between reality and dream} It had to do with atoms being created from abstract thought. The dream made perfect sense. When I woke up it made no sense at all.

Dream or "Reality?"

Notes: Now that I'm thinking about it perhaps it was a explanation of how things are created from our mind. How things are created in our mind from stimulus in the environment. But mostly there's an obstruction in our mind. Looks like I was feeling the actual process and realizing that it was artificial not real.

Pictures at a School Fair, The Long Climb, Extended Negotiations

Pictures at a School Fair
I'm in a living room with a group of guys. I was already there and they have just returned from some sort of activity. Steve is among them and asks me to find a specific set of pictures. I have a long tray of a series of Polaroids and I tell him I will look through them and I'm confident I can find the set of pictures he's looking for.

I am on the floor sorting through the pictures one at a time. An oversized picture in black-and-white like a 6 x 10, pops out and I put it aside to my right. It is a picture of my mother I say this out loud. It doesn't look like my mother in real life, it looks like a suitably older woman. It's a dark photo with dark face with a scarf over her hair. She has dark eyes and dark hair. There's something familiar about her general appearance or facial structure. I find another outsized picture and I'm still discussing it as if it's a picture of my mother. But it's a distorted picture of a man. I fold it over to manipulate the image. I do this a couple of times.

Then I find the pictures I'm looking for. They're not a set of Polaroids. They are in a tiny little cubicle that has photos inside them and a ball chain handle. It is obviously very old. I start looking at the pictures almost like I'm watching a movie. There's a series of pictures when you watch them one next to the other you get a sense of motion of the people that the pictures are taken of. It has pictures of two young women. I think I remember they were taken at a school fair. These are friends of Steve. The first is a beautiful poised young blond woman dressed in white/light clothes, Like carefree pictures of a young Audrey Hepburn perfectly poised. The other girl, possibly younger is much less poised. She is approximately the same age but has short cropped blond hair. She has lots of energy and enthusiasm . She is moving around rapidly and is laughing, having fun but has an unmet expectation. . It is obvious to me that she is in love with Steve, but it is unrequited. It makes me very sad to see the photograph. At some point I think later in the dream I show it to someone else and I cry. Perhaps during the extended negotiation.

The Long Climb

I have been on a series of difficult tasks. They involve being outdoors, climbing over things, negotiating difficult and dangerous obstacles. I'm am well out in front of the others. I have one person with me and we're climbing up the side of a building. It may be an apartment building. As we look up I can see balconies that are hanging off the back of the building. There is a thin ladder that we could possibly climb up going from one floor to the next. I look up and see that the ladder ends. I can see that it starts up again on the opposite side of the balcony. The ladder starts on the right, ends and rsumes on the left. I ask him if he still wants to complete the task knowing that looks very dangerous but conceivably possible. I think we go ahead.

Extended Negotiations

I want to buy something and I come up to like an outdoor counter. It is not a conventional store. It's more like a farmer's market. I tell the person who is working behind the counter that I want to buy something. He is a maybe in his 30s kind of roughly dressed. Seems to be a happy kind a guy. I tell him I want to buy 5 pounds and while I don't use the words we are talking about marijuana. He says he thinks he can do it but he's not sure and then starts an extended series of activities that are supposed to lead to the purchase. We are not negotiating but he is trying to figure out how to do this. I'm very patiently happily watching and waiting and offering suggestions. He is picking up all sorts of other greens and things that he's grown. There is a scale and he's trying to guesstimate how much that is. During all this I'm very concerned about how much it's going to cost. Because I think for me this is a very large quantity. As I think this, I also mention that eventhough this is a large quantity, I may be back next week for more.

At some point during his trial and errors I offer to come and work for him the next day, as partial payment. I imagine doing some things that I might do uniquely for him. I wake up before negotiations and the transaction are completed.

Notes: Eventhough I moved I had vivid recall of the dream and two prior ones. Cool.

What is the dreaming telling me? Not sure. Deffinately somehting about weed consumption by me and one who shall remain nameless.

What am I going to do about it? Not sure.

The Recruit

8:13am

The Recruit

I have just finished  a long, complex and dangerous mission. I am returning to an encampment by climbing a narrow ladder and going over a small gap in a very tall wall. I have been successful and have started to make a name for myself as a young recruit.

I am walking rapidly accros a series of lawns in a semi urban neighborhood. I am trying to get back to the main group of my peers. The changing and complex landscape looks familiar, but I am uncertain I can find my way back.

I am with a large group (20+) of recruits and senior officers. We are checking out guns before an assalt. There is something we are hunting that is very powerful and very dangerous. There are many of them.

As we are entering a house from all sides, I realize that my gun preparation has been very poor. The most able have one very large specilized gun and a smaller hand gun for back up. I have an odd revolver only. I am feeling unprepared.

I am out in a dark urban/suburban field. I am with a senior female agent. Misshapen zombies/monsters start rising out of the ground. They have a whispy wrigling shape until they become solid. We need to get back to the group. I am following the oldere agent back down a long deserted block that is overgrown just over the curb. I do not see her and wonder if I can find the way back and defeat any monsters that are springing up. I am afraid and wake in a state of fear.

What is the dream telling me? I am fearful for my lack of preparation for this phase of my life.

What am I going to do about it? Go forward in spite of my fear.

Yelling

10:40am

Yelling

I am with a group of people. I am telling Alex, perhaps with too much gusto, that I didn't always sit around the house. I used to work full time and go to work full time. I am in a hurry for some reason [perhaps because I have a lot to do today]. I go over to Mike who is working on something. He mentions am pipe/hose. I think he is talking about fixing a leak in the pneumatic pipe, that would take a long time. I fuss at him a bit and he says he is just looking for the part.  I see Alex, as a small kid, riding a tricycle. The pipe is just in front of him. I am yelling at him to get it. I believe it should be fun and rewarding to find something we all need. I am then doing something similar with Julia, also a child. As I am yelling at/encouraging Julia I hear her mother also yelling to get her attention. She is competing with me on purpose. I see the woman very vividly. While she is my wife in the dream, she has blond hair and a round face. [I do not recognize her when awake].

I wake without moving. I am in partial sleep paralysis. I remember the dream, name it and try and go back in it.  I think about going lucid, I am concentrating on the red dot. The more I think about going lucid, the farther I get from the dream world.

Notes: I woke angry and frustrated but with lots of energy to get the day started. I want to see Obama at UNC today and then "knock on doors" with Paul in the late afternoon. Big stuff.

What is the dream telling me?  Get off your ass!

What am I going to do about it? Get off my ass.

Praying Mantus Lures

10:40am

Praying Mantus Lures  [S: Lucidimine, x2]

I am walking down a city street after a long complex series of events (forgotten). I am with a small group of men in their twenties. One of them is commenting on how each of us has a legacy from growing up together. I imagine money or a pickup truck. There is a hollow stump at the top of a set of stone/concrete stairs leading down and away. He reaches into the stump and pulls out a lure, or a bait holder, that has many, 10+, small insects held by something similar a large saftey pin. It is understood that the insect impales themselves by trying to hold on or push away from the the device. There hands are subsequently skewered and they are all neatly hanging by them.

Lounging on the Horse Farm, Trout Fishing with Alex

7:12am

Lounging on the Horse Farm [DS: many, many, especially seeing my hands]

I am  in a large open room in a house. There is a big picture window showing the outside. There are chairs and couches possibly. My focus in on an old style TV set. It has been installed on a swivel platform, some of the accessories, like the tape drive, are in a custom part of the platform surrounded by carpet. I think this is very high end at some time in the past. The carpet is frayed around some of the openings.

My focus is on a video I am watching on the TV. It is about a horse farm and the people who have used its service. The farm sells very high end horses.  Lots of money for exclusive rich people. The film is about how when you lose your money or fame they switch out the horse at the last moment to a lesser breed. I am not sure if the farm I am on got one of the horses and it was then switched or if I am on the farm the video is discussing. After watching a segment I try and rewind the video and get it to a certain point where one of the exclusive customers is discussing his experience. I can not seem to get to the same spot. I spend the rest of the dream with the remote in my hand, pressing play and trying to get back to that segment so I can discuss it.

I am with two other young men. I am a guest but they work on the farm regularly. We are all watching the TV as I try and find the spot. At some point I am using the remote as a pointer. I can see the cross hairs pointing at the TV console, but the tape player keeps changing position and even transforming from a VCR in a DVD format (Fat slot vs thin, vertical vs horizontal). The boys tell me I am not doing it right. I look at the TV and it has changed position. It was against the wall in front of me, it is now to my right. I comment on it and they swivel the TV around as if that is the explanation.

Every few minutes I try the remote again. It feels like it is fast forwarding but never getting the place I want. A third guy, possibly a little older, comes in. He asks us why we are sitting around instead of working. I tell him no one has told me what to do. If I just start doing stuff it will create more problems that it will solve. I also scold him a bit that the boys have been complaining for two days that no one is in charge. Instead of giving us things to do, he leaves taking this information into consideration.

As we are sitting in front of the TV I see out the window, someone working on washing a series of cars. I am looking at the front of 4-6 cars. He is running a hose over them, I assume as part of washing them. He is nudging them with his knee so he can reach all of them. I wonder how he is doing this and think that the black top driveway must tilt slightly up hill. He is pushing them up hill, all at once, and then letting them slid back. He is doing this very naturally with little effort. I assume he does this often. I think it is odd that there are what appear to be fleet cars (they are all painted the same) on the farm, but assume it is part of a larger operation. [Now that I am awake, it was lost on me that he was pushing the cars uphill from the side of the first car. That would make them moving against the way the tires roll]. At one point the cars were moving back and forth like the driveway was some kind of a conveyor.

Trout Fishing with Alex [Part of the same dream]

I am sitting in the front seat of a car. We are getting ready to go trout fishing. Possibly Alex is going and I am just watching. I am still trying get fast forward the video with the remote in my hand. [That's how I know it is the same dream] I go back and forth from being in the car to sitting among several fisherman who are also preparing or have just returned. The scene is very vivid and lush.

There is stream to my left that is flowing into a small culvert surrounded by rocks. In fron of me is a large rock that provides a rough table between waist and chest high. On my right is a couch is fishermen sitting on it in repose. At some point I see two men crawl into the tinny culvert if full fishing gear. I ask the ones sitting next to me how long it take getting through it and they say 15 minutes. I am some what horified imaging quezing through the dark and wet for 15 minutes just to go fiahing. I wonder why they can't just walk over the stream. In front of me a fisherman is preparing a fish he ahs caught. He has a larlge dog next to him who is sitting like a human, on his but with feet out front. He give the dog a the fish and he eats it whole without changing position.

I am lookng very closely at the men to my right. They are all friendly and talkative. One of them has a whole going through his jaw from one side of his neck to the other. It is about an inch in diameter, very clean and regular, completely healed smooth skin inside. Another has many convoluted veins or somesort of growth on his neck. It doesn't seem to be bothering him.

Graphic Quality.  I as going back into a dream and see a dim foggy image. I say to the dream, "higher image quality" or something like that. I know it is a dream and might as well have good quality images. Pre-Lucid?

Malfunctiong Bike Riding. I am peddeling a bike that transforms as I peddle it. It does not have all the proper structural compoents, but works them out with the force of my peddling. [Weird, not wholebike is a recurring theme]

Notes: This series of dreams and scenes were very easy to remember. Even after adjusting my posistion in bed. It seems like I had 10-20 opportunities to go lucid when I saw my hands on the remote. I asked the pendulum if it is conscous or subsonscious that is blocking my recognizing this dream sign, but it answered "I don't know."

What is the dream telling me?  You have a million opportunites to go lucid. I keep presenting them. Concentrate on you hands!

What am I going to do about it? Concentrate on my hands during the day, then do a reality check.

The Miracle, The Graphic Nightmare

11:14pm

The Miracle [This dream was from yesterday but has been persistent in my memory]

[I am going in and out of a serieers of similar dream snippets. I have a real ongoing pain in my abdomen] I see an immage of single graphic image. There is a light sinple graphic shape in the middle. It is a combination of two companents. This idea is very clear as I am dreaming, but imposible to describe when I awake. The fact that the two compenents being brought together is so unusual that it can be called a miracle. The image comes together again and again. I wake up.

The Graphic Nightmare

I see a graphic image. It is part of a larger image. It is very familiar. I then get the idea that there are a series of images from my past that can actually illicit fear. There is nothing scarry or fearful about the images themsleves, but they illicit fear.  I see a series of pieces of images that I recognize from differenct times in my life. One or two of them are really scarry. I am shocked an amazed that an image can have this effect. I see a series of small square images go by. It is very similar to the Flipcard view in Google Blogger or the way albums used to be viewed in iTunes.

Notes: I am in pain unless I am on ibuprophen or acidaminophin. I will go see a doctor tomorrow. These primarily graphic dreams are very unusual. The expreme emotional reaction to an abstract graphic images was very moving and curious.

What was the dream trying to tell me?  I have no idea.

What am I going to do about it?  Try to hook up with Steve.

I Have to Get to School (Needs editing)

I Have to Get to School (a long series of dreams) I am with a group of friends. We have just finished project and we need to go to school. It's getting late so we may be late

I'm trying to make my way to school but it is complicated. I'm trying to ride a bicycle but somebody gave me their's. It has two wheels and a seat but it doesn't have handlebars. Instead of handlebars I'm holding something that has a chain hanging down from it a delicate chain like something you might wear around your neck and I'm inserting that into the into the tube that the handlebars normally go into trying to establish control I am so upset that I am crying.

I'm now with another group of friends that is taking an alternate path they are going through some dark tunnel they're sliding down the shoots it's cold it's dark it's wet they seem to be making good progress. As I think about the dream I'm confused is whether I was just checking on them or I was with them as well.

Still on our way to somewhere, we come into a field and there are lots of other people in the field and there's something happening. There's piles a little things. I look at them closely and they turn out to be piles of sheets of plastic. I pick one up and realize that it is a poncho. Like a military issue cheap one plastic plastic square with or without a place for your head in the middle. Then look around and I see piles of boxes. One was sort of neatly stack some of them are falling apart they in various stages of disarray. They might but I assume that they are military and they were potentially drop from an airplane. I realize that I am on the mall. I think it's odd that there would be a military operation right in the middle of downtown DC.

However I am very curious as to what's in the boxes and high start opening them and find different things in each box. As I am searching through the box I realize that there is a man from the military or the government that is trying to protect the things that are falling from the sky. Starts yelling at people. He glances at me but I run around another pile and continue my search.

Now I'm in a hurry I look in a box and And find a very interesting piece for equipment. It's made out of that military green canvas it opens up and it's got maybe 20 pockets of all different sizes with those cool little leather tops with a brass piece that comes through itto keep them close I can't think of any specific purpose it will have but it's really cool and I take it because I figure it will be quick and easy and I won't get to keep them close I can't think of any specific purpose it will have but it's really cool and I take it because I figure it will be quick and easy and I won't get caught.

I am possibly back in my house but I'm doing some sort of difficult task. Now I am with the person who was yelling at me about breaking into the boxes on the mall. But now he is helping me. I don't remember what task or performing at something it's moderately difficult and he has Summernight ideas about how to approach it. He's helping me solve the problem.

Notes: This was a series of dreams that I went back-and-forth into in the morning. This was over a period of three hours. I'd gotten up and went back to sleep pretty quickly within five minutes. What are the amazing aspects is that in one segment there was a character who was an enemy he was chasing me and threatening me and then later segment he was then my friend helping me. I must've gone back into the dream series at least four times from being awake. Each time I went back in I tried to review the segments that I remembered so that by the time I woke up I've reviewed some of the site segments for five times.

What was the dream trying to tell me? Nothing jumps out at me without taking a closer look and I don't have time right now. Julia is in a mental hospital because she's thinking about suicide. That has to be on my mind somewhere.

What am I going to do about it? ?

The Party (Needs editing)

9:45 AM

The Party [S: Lucidimine, x2]

I am in a large house and I believe I am living in. We are having a party. It may be a Christmas party. I find myself going in and out of the dream and wakefulness. Each time I come into the dream and visiting with a different person at the party.

Lori.I'm sitting with a group of people. We are actually lounging around on the floor. Lights are very bright very vivid everyone is very colorful. Our bodies are touching I'm lying next to Laurie. She is very giggly and happy. I think I have some ice in my mouth and I make a ploy to share with her by kissing her. She she does some awkward thing by saying she's going to put her mouth next to mine so that I can put the ice in without kissing her. That's the obvious reference to the end of our relationship and didn't and particularly well.

The swimming pool. There's a platform up a series of stairs where, very dream like, you can just jump in the water and start swimming. At one point I do this with another young man that seems to be basically trying to assault me sexually in A drunk playful but aggressive manner. There seems to be some doubt if he's being successful.

There's another in counter with a group of people and roll kind of a long together. Similar to floating down the lazy river. I'm reaching around trying to figure out who's who in encounter penis of one of the men.

Two older women. I'm on the staircase but I'm looking down there to wind up just come in the door. We are talking to them and they invite us to a party that they're having. Their party is a Christmas party. That may be where I got the idea that this whole dream is a Christmas party. We discuss in some detail

What and where their party is. I can see their dresses which are sort of elaborate an old fashion in great detail. I may also be wearing hats. I'm talking to a person next to me and I am proud that I can figure out what they're talking about. He was not at all certain what they were even talking about.

Notes. When I started this dream I was concentrating on being lucid. I didn't seem to work. I was also concentrating I asked the dream to give me some advice on Julia and how I could help her. When the dream is over I was depressed myself. Laurie I think was one of several women in the dream that I had previous relationships with. Or trying to have a relationship with. None of them were working well. So now I'm wondering how well Julia's relationship with Jeff really went. I know he had issues with his mother. I'm considering sharing with joy and some of my relationship difficulties. Will see.

What was the dream trying to tell me? That I had a number of relationships where I hurt people. I'm not sure what else is pretty depressing.

What am I going to do about it? Not sure. I don't want to further to press my daughter. But just being honest I hope will help. That's basically all I have.

School for Young Spies (Needs editing)

8:00 AM

School for Young Spies

First day at work. I have just started a new job.I am with a large I am with a large job group of young people. You're in a large open room but we each have our own individual workstation. It was understood we are spies however our task at hand is to sort diamonds. It's very detailed demanding task. We're all wearing business clothes from the 1950s. My superior, an older gentleman. Sis me down and shows me the basics. There is a men's detail throughout the dream. He shows me how to look at the diamonds each diamond is in a tray. There is all this dust diamond dust in the tray. Somehow we get to keep the diamond dust which has value. You just need to be very careful and precise about where in win to collect it. Just the way it's by line operate out in the public.I learn quickly and become proficient.

Going to lunch. Everyone in the facility is going to lunch. We were walking out fairly casual he in a good mood. There's some issue about exactly who I'm going to lunch with. It's not clear.

sex on the job. I am being led through a complex series of offices. There are many people sitting in chairs doing various jobs and all these shared spaces. I am following behind whoever may be my boss. Very attractive woman in high heels tight skirt white blouse that reveals her charms. it is apparent that she was taking me to a private place to have sex. There is a third person with us that is sort of a cover but it is obvious to everyone what is happening.

As I walk through the offices people are staring. I am looking at all the things on the walls. There

are some very detailed the devices that have been worked very diligently by number of people that are working there. I noticed a number of things that are all done by the same person and I'm impressed with the excellence of the work. All this while rushing down through the offices. We go through door and get into Porter things are very tight Dinero quarter there are number of offices that are at odd angles. I have never been in this quarter before. I see the woman/boss who I am following I see her office. Her name is on the door. It is Rebecca Turner written on the glass. I am still getting oriented I need to catch up with her. I followed her down the hallway turning right into what will soon be a secluded room that has a very specific purpose. We intend to use the room for an unintended purpose a private one.

Fussing at my coworker. I am working on a detailed demanding task. Also associated with diamonds. I'm doing something with my fingers and I'm taking one hand and put in two or three fingers on top of another. Somehow this on lining of my fingers makes the task easier. My coworker sitting right across A small I'll comments are you doing in the wussy way. Doesn't use that your word wussy he uses some more that is the meaning and means that I'm doing it in a way that is not masculine. I will raise my voice slightly but it's more in my tone for telling that I am doing it in a way that will allow me to best perform the task. I have no any idea whether it is masculine or not buy it is irrelevant to doing the best job. Also implying he should keep to hisself if that's all he has to say.

Sex at work. I am working very hard at my desk again in an open space. This time there are large tables filled with smaller sections all of which of diamonds. It is very complex. There are a series of precise whites. Like jewelers lights. They are arranged in individualize Waze. So each one lights a small space. As I'm working I realize at the light I need is not on. I go around the table and up to a whole series of lights or light switches. They are arranged somewhat haphazardly all attached to some sort of device there might be 10 or 15 of them. It is not at all obvious which switch goes to which light and I am looking through them very precisely trying to figure out which one I need to turn on. I arrive at one of the very top that I had not seen before but I figure out is the correct one. I mention that I've never seen this before and never been trained for this but I have figured it out. I turn the light on. At this point my superior comes in, I woman, and comments so I'm very nasty about how long it took me or why am I working in the dark. Something snide and demeaning. She turns on her high heels is walking away. We are large open space that might be 50 people in the room. I yell after her you don't have to be a bitch. She is totally shocked she turns around. She walks up to me and slaps me in the face. She turns walks away again and I yell again possibly with tears in my eyes, we would die for you. She turns to me with a very exasperated look on her face and says follow me and I she may have tears in her eyes or as close to losing it I follow her out of the room.

Notes. I did my first session at the oasis two months last night. It was a very small crowd but very inspiring. We stay till 10 o'clock. I talked to Cindy briefly with texting she was in the ER with Julia after she attempted to it's commit suicide.

I need to give myself instructions before going to sleep that I am lose it I will have lucid dreams. I need to be very specific.

What is the dream telling me? I need to think about it I can't do that right now.

What am I going to do about it?

Vervain Fantasies

12:13 pm

Vervain Fantasies  [S: Vervain, 1 tbsp, tea]

Scene 1. I am looking in a large ornate mirror. It is Perhaps 4ft wide and 6ft long.It is an old mirror and the image is mottled.  I immediately realize I am doing a kind of reality check. I see an image of just a face, it is not mine. It is like a portrait from the renaissance. The image keeps changing to a different face. Similar to the way a slot machine rolls through a series or imagines. I think, "I am doing a reality check. I am dreaming." Note: I then proceed to have a series of very vivid dreams, going in and out or wakefulness, all without moving.

Scene 2. I am in a room with a young woman. They are several people in the room. He mother is present. We are sitting on cushions that are arranged on two sides of the room on raised platforms about the height of a chair. There is a narrow channel between the platforms where the floor provides a place for our feet. She says she wants a message and I agree. She has very pale skin that is exposed by a large open panel on the back of her dress. I agree or suggest we should do it with her in the nude and leave to get supplies.

Scene 3. I am going back and forth into the dream state very rapidly. I am slightly frustrated that I can not make the jump to full lucidity, but am amazed about how easy it is to travel back and forth. Almost any image transforms into a dream segment or image. I try to clear my mind when awake. I can not come up with any specific technique for accomplishing this in the future. It occurs to me, that I should not need to be sleepy to do this. [DH]

Vervain (Verbena officinalis)

Notes: The vervain was a gift from a member (The free spirit) of the Rhine Center Dream Group. I definitely need to get more. 

What is the dream telling me? Vervain works for me. 

What I am going to do? Get more. Grow it in the front yard. (Looks like butterflies may like it too. 

They Were Going To Hurt Us

1:15 pm

They Were Going To Hurt Us (needs work)

Scene 1. I am with a group of 10ish people we are in a room that is adjacent to another room where a group of people are in a conference (about the same number) We are a related subgroup. The are the higher ups. We may be waiting for word from them or provide some sort of import, I am unsure.

Scene 2.I am back in this room at another meeting, or later in the same meeting. A team of police or some other authorities come into out meeting space. They threaten us in some manner and leave.

Scene 3. We are again in the same room, there are two adjoining rooms. One is the conference room the other is an entry space, there may be glass/a window in thew wall. It connects to our room through a open section, there is no door. The authorities come in again and threaten us in some way. Now we all have handguns in our pockets. I have one, but I am very unfamiliar with it. I pull it out and try and shoot one of the authorities. The trigger is very hard to pull and my hand is unsteady. It may be because I am old and weak. It takes several seconds, but the official does not react and I shoot and kill him. All of the other authorities have been dispatched in the same way. We feel we have done the right thing and protected the people in the conference room. They are unaware of what we have done. We line all the bodies up in a neat line in the entrance room against the room with the window. We leave.

Scene 4. I have the gun in my pocket. I am trying to avoid the authorities that are searching for us. I am looking for a place to get rid of the gun where it will not be discovered. I try behind a very well maintained bush, in a shallow stream, nothing is working, I am panicking. I see on the authorities coming toward me and I toss the gun behind a row of bushes against a short wall. It is obviously a very poor location. I think I did not even wipe my prints. I wake up.

Flashes: I had flashes of an object several times while going back and forth. Sometimes it was an object from the dream, at one point it was a stainless steel bowl (very similar to one of our mixing bowls) that was flashing really brightly, perhaps light or sparks were coming out of or into the bowl.

Notes: I woke up to an alarm at 8:20 am. I went immediately back to sleep and didn't wake until after noon. I was going back and forth into the dream several times. I also had a very clear small vision (like a gif) of eating apple raisin salad. I recently made some. I imagined eating it in very vivid multi-sensual detail. I could taste it and feel the cold smoothness in my mouth. I thought it may be an entry into a WILD. I should thy this again in the future. [DH]

What is the dream trying to tell me? I have very little insight. It has the recurring themes of business, organizations, authority, violence, shame, fear.

What am I going to do abut it? Look at other dreams, try and figure something out.

The Bloodless War

8:33 AM

The Bloodless War

Scene 1. I am with a group of people. We are all making our way around a large city. While I know many of the people on the streets I am with another man. We are relatively aimless and just making our way through the neighbor hood. It is a calm two lane street with irregular multistory buildings. Mostly residential with a few shops spread around. 

Scene 2. The mood changes and there is danger in the air. We are being invaded. There are groups of men that are walking and apprehending people.  There is a woman who has access to a flying machine. One for me and my friend. It is a small bright blue flying vehicle that is made for one person. You ride it like a motorcycle. It has no wings or protuberances on any sort. It is shaped roughly like a football that you sit on top. We begin to escape by flying around not much faster than walking speed. 

Scene 3. I am not on my flyer. I am still trying to escape by climbing up a roof that is 3-4 stories in the air. It is an old slate roof. I make my way to the top, check something out and need to return. I see that there are two garden hoses coming from the to of the roof, down a seam and over the gutter. I grab one and make my way back down. The hose is no attached to anything and starts to get pulled down as I hold on, but I am not worried. I gently slide down the slate shingles and come to rest in the corner were two roof sections meet, just at the gutter. I come to a gentle stop. 

Scene 4. I am walking with the woman as I show her the neighborhood. We stop at a gas station with a market. There are sheep in pen out front. They have elaborately dyed wool is swirling patterns. I spend sometime explaining to her the intricacies of how this process is done. It is a local unique craft.

Scene 5. I am back on the flying machine and I see the woman again. I sense she is concerned. Apparently the invaders were her people but now they have been defeated and she is worried about her safety. I ask her if she wants her flyer back. She says yes and I thank her and return it to her. 

Scene 6. I am walking with the woman and we discuss her coming home with me and being introduced to my people. She is concerned about her acceptance but willing and thankful. We walk toward my home somewhat apprehensive but  relieved. I wake up. 

Notes. When I woke I had only a vague recollection of a complex multi-scene dream. I remembered the details of one scene and then it came back to me. I was relieved and thankful. As I am writing this I am thinking about Michelle (young black woman) and the animosity between republicans and democrats right now. Donald Trump and created enemy camps. 

What is the dream telling me? That people can be on the other side of a conflict but still help each other as individuals. 

What am I going to try and do about it? Keep this in mind as I hate the ideas that Trump is espousing but remain cognizant that any Trump supporter that I encounter personally can potentially be a friend on some level.  An example of this is when soldiers came back from the Vietnam war they were vilified by the antiwar protesters. When soldiers came back from Iraq and Iran they were treated with respect even though the wars were very unpopular. We separated the war from those doing their duty. 

I want to discuss this at the next Carrboro Dreamers meeting. 

Sleep Paralysis, The Tight Squeeze

1:46 PM

Sleep Paralysis [PL] [Big Life Hack]

Notes. I have a series of very complex and interesting dreams. As I was waking up I still felt trapped by sleep paralysis. I tried to go back into the dream to be lucid. I was lucid but not fully in the dream. Alex woke me up so I was unable to gracefully come out of the dream and remember the details.

This was after my conversation this morning with Paul about his sleep paralysis experiences. It's been very positive. He has gone for being afraid of sleep paralysis to being excited about it being the gateway to lucid dreams. In  two stages. The first stage was to end a long standing nightmare. The second was to look forward to it and try and advance into a lucid dream. Paul is the second or third person, I don't remember, to say that they're actively working on their dreams and that it's working, since talking to me about dreams. I just remembered! Three, man in Oasis talk, Pascal and Paul. Wow.

The Tight Squeeze (Snippet dreamed two days ago)

I come to a passage between walls. They may be tiled, so they are slippery. The space tween them is very small. I have to turn sideways, but still I am too fat. I try and squeeze thru. As I am trying to get through, I wake up.

Notes. I had a series of complex dreams I could not remember, but this stuck with me for three days!

What is the dream telling me? 

1. My Carrboro Dreamers are waking up in their dreams! I am a facilitator, not a guru or dream master. [LH]

2. I need to lose weight and get fit. [LH]

3. My future is bright if I stick with it. [LH]

What am I going to do about it?  

Why Lucid Dreams are Important (Insert your own reasons here}

1. Allow you to have more influence on your surroundings.

2. The influence in "only in your dreams"  (i.e., the most important place)

3. Why dreams are more important (some times) that reality.

     A. You can manifest you will much more easily.

    B.  Thought is the basis of all energy and hence all matter, i.e, everything.

    C.  Once it's dreamed, it is much easier to manifest it while awake.

    D.  Getting a Life Hack from a dream is particularly powerful because what we perceive as reality is nothing more that a network of highly complex cognitive hacks on objective reality (Donald Hoffman)

Reinvigorate Carrboro Dreamers

1. Create on line video/audio Carrboro Dreamers Meeting

2. Infuse Oasis content with my new knowledge and experiences

3. Lose weight, get fit, prove the power of dreams. 

The Initiation, The Ceremony, The Fountain

8:45 AM

The Initiation: I am walking with another man. We may be in the military. We are walking through the woods on a large circuit hike, it may be in the night. We are participating in an initiation, similar to a gauntlet. It is a very narrow path, there are others hiding in the woods and making our passage difficult and possibly painful. I am trying to think strategically. As we approach the next obstacle I pick up something like a bale of hay to form a shield for the two of us. We engage with the person trying to harm us. I can feel the pressure from the other side of my makeshift shield, but we do not directly encounter the person. It seems to be working.

The Ceremony: I am dressed, possibly in a uniform. They are many people in a series of large rooms. They are well furnished, like in a mansion or private club. A high ranking officer comes to me and asks me to put out my hands. I look at them palms up in detail. There are several scars and open superficial wounds. He takes some kind of device. It has a small blade. He runs it across my left palm and creates another wound. It hurts very briefly, like a shot.

The Fountain: I am again participating in a challenge. I am at the base of a plateau of green lush grass. There is someone walking on the top. I am below it and am confronted with a steep wall of very dark raw earth. It is 6 to 10 feet up. My job is to get up on top by negotiating the slippery steep incline.  I reach up and see large grassy stalks. I grab one and it pulls out very easily as I put my weight on it. I have the idea that even if I walk around the plateau it will be the same on all sides. My goal is just out of reach but seemingly impossible to attain. It has been contrived by others. I am at a loss but don't give up.

I find myself on the top. There is a large shallow pool of water, possibly part of a fountain. I see a mature officer in uniform. I do a marshal arts move where I perform a kind of cartwheel and attach my legs around his neck. I continue my rounding motion and bring him down into he water. It is not intended to him him, just to take him down. 

I am now taking part in some kind of formal ceremony. I am being congratulated for my effort and success. Part of the ceremony is recalling in detail my taking down of the officer. The is some combination of singing, music and words engraved on a brass plague. The plaque is commemorating the exact words I said or sang as I took him down, but I don't remember any of that happening during the event in the pool.

Notes: I saw my hands in great detail, this is my primary reality check, yet I failed to become lucid. As I am going back and forth into the dream trying to remember it before fully waking, it occurs to me that I need to be paying more attention to things during the day, not just in my dream. I first think I should be paying attention to guidance that is available to me in general, but now as I am wring this, I think maybe it is focused on reality checks in the day. I have never been good at regularly practicing these. I recall getting advice from an avid lucid dreamer, in person, that practicing reality check really works. 

What is my dream telling me? Pay attention. Keep trying, especially when it seems impossible. Be consistent in my efforts.  Do reality checks. Make them really detailed. Question reality. Try and devise more robust tests to distinguish waking states from dreaming states. Determining what is "real" is likely impossible. 

What am I going to do abut it? Do reality checks regularly. Similar to a string-on-my-finger-reminder I am putting a red dot (fingernail polish) on my watch band. 

The Tooth Pic Conspiracy Revolt, Radicals vs Zealots, Common Ground

11:28p

The Tooth Pic Conspiracy Revolt

Scene 1. I am on a platform by the sea. I am with several other men. We are wearing drab loose working clothes. It is an industrial/shipping dock. I can't see the water or any shipping containers, but I have a very clear understanding of the primary purpose of the area and our work. We are walking from the land toward the end of the dock.

Scene 2. We are having fun and getting along very well together. As we return from our shift we are jovial and gregarious.

Scene 3. I have an abstract (not anchored in a physical environment) sense that a group of men are characterizing the encounter as angry, disgruntled and hostile toward each other.

Scene 4. I am experiencing another abstract observation, from a woman's perspective, that this interpretation of events is purposeful and has strong negative underlying motivations.

Waking Realization. The idea that Republicans and Democrats are enemies is promoted by those that profit from the conflict. Labeling "others" as extremist feeds this model and impoverishes us all, literally and figuratively.

Notes:  These scenes progressed through a series of dream state exits and returns. Scene 1 & 2 were in an early dream. 3 & 4 came later and initially I thought were unrelated.

What is the dream telling me?  This reinforces a theme that has been percolating in my mind for some time. Trump vs Hillary is trumped up. By who/what forces is a big complex conversation. How to change our perspective to clearly see common group is much easier, well maybe not that much.

What am I going to do about it?  Several things.

1. Create iPhone video that demonstrates that "truth" is relative and based on perspective. Red Card, Black Card, Two Sided Card, Discuss light distorted 4th perspective and the possibility of infinite perspective negating each other one at a time.

2. Put video on iPad and show it to folks at Shakori Hills (market test).

3. Create a forum for sharing this demonstration/discussion, Oasis?

4. Organize common ground community events/projects.

5. Get Nancy to tell me more detail about her "God moments" and compare them to shaman, pagan, new age moments.  Compare Genesis and other creation myths to the big bang myth. Explain why all religion and scientific knowledge is myth.