Bizarre Bazaar

Friday January 30, 2020 6:00 pm
Took regular supplements 2 x Galatamine, 1 x Choline

Fat Capetian Attempting Rape in Narrow Ship Space 

I am in a confined space. There is a very fat guy rolling all over me. Eventually it gets really ugly. I am trapped in a space like on a ship or submarine. The very fat guy may be the captain. Rape is extreme but may be where he is headed.

Bizarre Bazaar

I have a series of dream scenes I go in and out of as I go in and out of sleep. I am with a large number of people who inhabit a complex warren of stores, living spaces and mixed public spaces. They are all strung together haphazardly. It is all very colorful and has endless small handmade items like a Mideastern bazaar. There is a young black woman I am particularly interested in. Our relationship is unclear.

Something happens and the whole physical community is threatened. There is a flood or something that is pulling everything apart and floating in down stream. This goes on for a while, but things to not completely disintegrate. Over time things come back together in a new downstream location and life return to a semblance of normalcy.

Notes: There is an instance where I say "what's going on?" Very close to "Am I dreaming?"  I had to get up to an alarm to meet people working on the house. Not ideal timing on my part.

What does the dream want? I am pretty clueless.

Bumper sticker: People are strange when you're a stranger
                             Faces look ugly when you're alone
                            Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
                            Streets are uneven when you're down

Dream to action: Play music.

Naked Samuri

Tuesday September 28th 2020 12:00 pm

Naked Samuri

I am walking up stairs behind someone. He is completely naked with the possible exception of some shoes. We go into his apartment in into a shower. He has a roommate that looks exactly like him and  is naked like him. He is  cocking his right hand behind his back with the palm out. It is a ceremonial posture.

Can't remember my question

I am in a high-end public space. There's a display that I'm looking at. It's a model area of a living space like a bedroom or possibly even on a boat. Is also very fancy car parked right next to the display.

I leave the display and return with a question. I have engaged the man at the booth with a question but I can't remember what the question is. A woman friend of mine is looking at me realizes my predicament and starts to walk away. I tell her as she's walking away that as soon as you disappears I will remember the question. Which in fact I do. The question is about how they move the display it looks so heavy and fragile. It turns out that the car is part of the display. Is very shiny and maybe made of gold. They're using it like a tow truck they move it around move heavy objects. Fancy mover for a fancy display.

Paradise Island Ashes

I'm with someone possibly a woman. Their skin is very dark because it's covered by something. I rub my thumb on her cheek that I can see her skin below. I say yes,

Paradise Island Ashes.

Notes: I couldn't go to sleep I was up till 6 a.m.

Reality check: The forgetfulness is all too common in my waking Life.

What does the dream want? Want me to have discipline at all times. More like mindfulness.

Bumper sticker: Presence is a present.

Dreams to action: get back on meditation. Now.

Gay Rocket

Monday January 27, 2020 10:40 am

Gay Rocket 
I am with a partner and we are  inspecting an old rocket ship. It is hollow and we are climbing from bottom to top. We get to a section that is well defined. It is gay. The original crew were two gay men. This section has been covered with a force field or some kind that keeps the gayness isolated and still functional in the ship (obviously dream logic). We are tying to decide if we can remove the shield without destroying the ship. Will the ship still be gay? Can we put a different one in place?

Competition Between Lucid Dreamers

I am going down the street with a group of friends/coworkers. We are discussing how a famous lucid dreamer who we compete with has fabulous publicity. She has so many flamboyant advertising objects that they are coming out her nose. We are feeling like an also ran. One of us gets an idea to get something on the cheap and pulls a string of old dilapidated  trailers from the junk yard. They are beat up, made of stainless steel and on rickety wheels. We proceed to pull them down the street. There is an incident. We stop to help someone. One of us may be run over or is at least in the street.

Going to an Office Party

(Details are lost) I am with a group of office workers through several dream segments. I am trying to decide weather or not to go to a party a particular girls is going to have this evening. The pros and cons are very sketchy.

Notes: I have not been meditating for a few days following missing a day. I will start back up in a few minutes. 24 in 24. 

Reality Check: Several pieces of the dreams are from my recent waking experience. The girl, the party, parade float, gayness (can you be partly gay?). None feel compelling or prescient. 

What does the dream want? For me to confront gay vs straight?

Bumper Sticker: We're All a Little Gay

Dreams to Action: Not at all sure.

Husband, Wife Child & Ghoul (Big)

Saturday January 25, 2020  7:30 am

Husband, Wife Child & Ghoul 
I am observing an event. In a small indistinct room there is a family. A horrifying (to me) figure comes into the room, it just appears. It goes after the wife and the husband does nothing. Then it goes after the child and the wife begins to battle it. I am slightly aware I am dreaming but refuse to wake up. I feel it is important to stay with the dream. I am very frightened. The fight continues outside as they are getting into the car trying to escape. The ghouls wins killing the entire family.

Sympathy with Boobs
I am driving down the street with Cindy, I am in the passenger seat. I reach out and pic up a nearly full soda bottle with no top. It is in the road so I toss it to the side. We are now with a woman that we know and she is discussing how her car was stolen. She is reconstructing the events with a map in some detail. I ask if her house was broke into...a whole 'nother level of invasion..she says no. When we meet, during the conversation and at the end I hug her for support. She is very well endowed and her boobs come up into my face each time. Makes me happy. Someone comments, oh yea, he likes boobs.

Square Dane Therapy
I am in a group therapy session with Cindy. We are roughly in a a formation like a square dance. There is an odd man who is also an odd may out. He maneuvers to stand next to me, I move next to Cindy.

New Orleans Therapy
Cindy is dealing with some issue. She has an insurance plan that delivers very effective therapy for the problem. She says the therapy only teaks place in New Orleans. I comment that makes sense and the Adirondacks have a similar effect.

Notes: When the scary dream was over and stayed put and went back to sleep. When I fully woke I reviewed all the dreams, named them and tried to return to the scary dream for insight. Talk to the ghoul. I could not. It was too scary. As I woke further I thought it may not be about me, but something from the house. I am now wondering what happened to all the Jews in Loon Lake in WWII. Why did the original Inn burn. Antisemitism?

Reality check: Am I to blame for not protecting Cindy? Her effective therapy was completely separate from me.

What does the dream want? For me to be more engaged with my wife.

Bumper Sticker: Intimacy Withers Without Constant Tending

Dreams to Action: Finish work on the Inn, get the web sites up and running!!!

Chaos at the Wieners (Revisit International Travel)

Sunday January 19, 2020

Chaos at the Wieners
I am in a large modern house with the Wiener kids.  The place in a monumental mess. There is debris everywhere. Everyone is affable but it is difficult to walk around and find things. At some point later Allison is on her way and I am coordinating to make sure the mess is cleared up. It gets right down to the wire.

There is a segment later where Sam is an adult and doing something very kind and generous for me.

International Travel
I am traveling and am about to leave a place I have been for some time. There is young woman who is helping me with my travel arrangements. They are very complex and she is making multiple inquiries and itineraries. She is being almost too helpful. It feels like I am in an Eastern European country, maybe by her accent.

I am now at my next and last destination, in Asia. I am in a similar and there is a man helping me with plane tickets. He is doing the same thing and showing me multiple options. Somehow the woman from Eastern Europe is communicating and is still looking up options. She even mentions a large sporting event in Japan that may cause us trouble. I call her, and thank her profusely and kindly ask her to stop, so we can sort things out. As I am waking I am curious why they are going so far out of their way to be helpful.

Notes: Used regular supplements ( Galatamine 8 mg, Choline 500 mg) for second night consecutively. Did not seem to have nearly the dramatic effect as the first night (lucidity). I am playing with the dream journal based on  my course with Robert Moss.

Reality check: The chaos may relate to the mess the NY house is in while I work on it. Having multiple options has always been difficult for me. The overly helpful travel agents is a mystery, perhaps to be solved in the future. I will keep an eye out.

What does the dream want? I am largely clueless about both dreams. It would be good to revisit the International Travel dream.

Bumper Sticker: Messes in your life messes with your head.

Dreams to Action: Keep them both clear and simple. (Both your life and your head)

Flying into New York City (Lucid)

Saturday January 18, 2020 9:30 am
(Took my regular supplements after four hours sleep, WBTB. I meant to set an alarm, but I left my phone in another room. I woke up 5 minutes before 4:00 am, my intended waking time)

Flying into New York City (Lucid)
I aw with a group of people. It is a dream  support group. We are anticipating a big event. We leave the inside space we have been meeting and venture out to begin the thing we have all been participating.

We walk out into a big field with scattered trees. We are exploring and walking around like it is a new planet we just landed on. There are small lights gently flying around close to the ground. Bigger than fireflies and constantly lit. They may be fairies.

I look down and see two tiny hands, my hands! (I'm LUCID!!!)

After exploring a bit more I lift off the ground and clumsily navigate the trees over the filed.
After getting more control I see lights of a big city in the distance and decide to take off toward the lights.

It is New York City. There are no land marks, but I know as if every detail is familiar. I am slowly hovering very close to the street navigating through a neighborhood.  The detail is so intense I start to cry at the beauty. I am struck because I know I am dreaming, or whatever this is. (It is not clear how long I am lucid) I think to myself, I need to remember each detail so I can see if I can find this place in waking life.

At the Restaurant
I am headed into a restaurant. There is a parking lot outside and there is a group/gang out front. I decide to go talk with them, against the advice of those with me. (I don't remember the outcome, but it was positive. This would be an interesting place/people to revisit in the future)

I am in the restaurant and trying to get something to eat. I am completely naked. I am not concerned about my nudity, but the fact I have no money because I have no pockets. The restaurant owner has an extended one way conversation with me about how to order or some such details. I smile and seem to be communicating by my attitude.

I am now outside the restaurant, at a table, possibly in a boat. There is a guy who is the center of attention. He is very active and moving all about. At one point he leaves our space and proceeds to run at an amazing speed and with dexterity to miss all the patrons in and out of the restaurant. There is someone, a friend, he works with looking for him inside. The owner has told his friend he is here. The guy is moving so fast his friend con not catch up or even really see where he is.

I return toward where the dream group first met. I had left the group to explore on my own, but they have been meeting and organizing their thoughts about the events of the evening. I am on a driveway outside a house and one of the participants hands me a report he has been working on abut the evening. Several people have similar ones. It is many pages thick and stapled in the corner. I begin to look at it and it contains something like a comic strip, as well as text. I ask what it means, and the person who wrote the report says he found this strip and it is very similar to his experience, so he included it in his report. I see the lights/fairies flying gently around the bushes by the driveway.

Taking Cindy to the Dream Site
I am telling Cindy about how amazing my lucid dream was. We go to explore to see if we can find the place it happened in waking life. We find the field and I am joyous. We walk through it and it is all familiar. We then get to a hinge mount of plowed earth. We look over it and see that there is a big drop of loose dirt. Cindy has on high heels but we make our way down the slope anyway.

Brewing Up Dream Sludge
Someone is cooking up a brew of some sort. It is brown and thick in the pan/pot. . It is for lucid dreaming.

Notes: When I came close to waking I was ecstatic. I reviewed as many of the events as I could. Each time I closed my eyes I was immediately into another dream segment. They all seemed related. I am committed to improving my dreaming, and everything else in my life, by more consistent meditation.

("Samatha or śamatha is one of two qualities of mind which is developed in Buddhist meditation, the other being vipassana. Samatha is the quality of tranquility of the mind, or mind-calmness. Tranquility of the mind is achieved by practicing single-pointed meditation."

Dreaming Yourself Awake
Lucid Dreaming and Tibetan Dream Yoga for Insight and Transformation
By: Brian Hodel (editor), B. Alan Wallace.  Wallace recommends starting samatha for 24 minutes a day (a ghatika) for beginners. I am committed to practice daily while in NY 24 minutes a day.)

One of the ideas is to improve my mindfulness in waking and dreaming states. Reality checks are a common recommendation for increasing the likelihood of lucid dreams. I am on day 12 or 24 consecutive sets of daily meditation. I morphed a reality check, am I dreaming, into a meditation mantra and tried it yesterday for the first time. "I am" "I" on the in breath and "am" on the out. I am going to continue this for a good while.

What does the dream want? For me to keep meditating, use my new mantra "I am" and keep up my dream and waking journals. Even down to the practice of pulling pics and things that are relevant into the journals/blogs.

Reality check: I am increasingly getting the idea that dreamscapes are "real" and "reality" is largely a dream. Not a fantasy, but a series of images and perceptions that are largely manufactured by our minds.

Bumper Sticker: A Calm Mind is a Clear Lens

Dreams to Action: Keep up and increase the quality of my meditation. Do many mindful moments during the day, like reality checks. Try the "I am" montra for a while.

Montra
Montra is the short version of the Pahli word "Mahantra" meaning protection, its origin from the Kurdish word "Pala" meaning to take refuge under. This name dates back to the pre-Zoroastrian times in ancient Iran. This word belongs to the Avestan language from the old Indo-Iranian language group, which was used to write the Gathas in Kurdish Gwet, meaning "spoken" or "the spoken words".

Magic Lake (Revisit)

Thursday January 16, 2020 9:40 am

Magic Lake (Revisit)

I am on the shore of an amazing  lake. I am with a beautiful young woman. She is petite, blonde with short hair. She is like or may be Jenny Schultz. There is a line strung across the water and two paper targets are hanging down like laundry. We are just finishing up the round and Jenny swims out and lays down on a floating dock directory in my line of fire. She may be nude. I take aim and decide even though it is far out I may hit her. She dares me to come out in a way that is challenging...I'd like to see the David Burton version of...

I am taking in the scene and it mystically dynamically beautiful. I can see a great distance, yet each element is in perfect focus. I may be able to see to a distant shore. One feature that makes the scene so compelling is how narrow the view is. There may be steep wooded shore lines, but they are not in my focus. I look out past the target line and there is the floating dock. Beyond that an eagle is feeding on a large carcass. Beyond that there is some slow activity on the far shore like a deer grazing.

Jenny is now standing next to me. The form that I thought was cation is getting bigger and bigger. I realize it is a very large bird that is coming directly toward me. Jenny says put our your hand and I do. It comes within inches on of hand before slowly leaving. I think, that if I did this repeatedly it would eat from my hand. I wake enchanted amazed. It is a real place I want to return to.

Notes: This reminds me of the list of "real" places to go that Robert Moss has introduced in the class I am taking live online. I need to study dreaming daily. Review the class material so far. Finish the sessions I misses. Then put together a list of places he has described and transcribe the inductions.
This is a big task.

What does the dream want? For me to appreciate the natural world now. Especially since my sight may fail in the future. Quit with the gun thing? (I am resisting that idea).For me to realize how real dreamscapes can be and be invited back into a personal one.

Reality check: I am at Loon Lake and am amazed at the changing beauty here moment to moment. This place is a step beyond, a big step, that can only be reached while traveling in another realm.

Bumper Sticker: Heaven is in your mind's eye now.