If You Ever Remember A Dream

[belovelife]

this thread is for dreams

 

anyone who remembers a dream, feel free to describe it here

 

describe if it is a lucid dream

or not

[belovelife]

last night i had a dream where i was camping with a bunch of people, mainly men and their kids

 

in the dream, for a week, every morning, we crawled through mud, hiked through a forest, and went swimming,

 

on the last day, while everyone else was going through the mud, i walked across a bridge,

and asked them , why not walk on the bridge

 

they said they were camping and were about to go watch the stars

 

then i woke up

[SaxonViolence]

I had a Dream a few years ago, that efffects me strongly, even today.

 

I dreamed that my deceased Aunt Came by in her old Lincoln. Her Husband bought that car new in the Early '60s. She drove it almost thirty years before finally breaking down and trading it in--but that's what she was driving in my dream.

 

She came by with my Mother (Who was still alive back then). My Mother told me to get into the car and they drove me all around.

 

At some point, I got into a really foul mood. I was Bored Spritzless. I was very Angry that I hadn't thought to ask our destination. I was very angry at myself for not simply refusing to come. I was about to ask to be let out at the Nearest Curb, and start walking home.

 

Just then we pulled into a driveway.

 

There was a very small, but very neat little Shotgun House.

 

Inside was my deceased Father. It was chill and he was wearing a plaid Flannel Shirt and sitting close to a Gaseous Space Heater.

 

My Aunt and My Mother left me alone with him. I don't remember what--if anything we said to each other.

 

But after an hour or so, my Aunt and my Mother came to take me back.

 

I threw my arms around him, and cried and pleaded like a small child,

 

"Please Daddy Please! Don't make me leave! Let me stay here with you! There is Nothing Back there for me. Let me stay here. There is nothing back there..."

 

The tears pouring out from beneath my closed eyes woke me.

 

Saxon Violence

[belovelife]

i had a dream last night where the girl i was with was worried about my smoking, we were in a movie theatre, very advanced, i asked to play star man, any way, we went to a buffet table, and a voice said

 

eat strawberries and broccoli, and chew instead of smoke

 

imagine that, then i woke up,

( now i wonder, i better integrate more of them into my diet)

[belovelife]

had a lucid dream about 4 days to a week ago, ( been busy and away from the net )

 

it was weird, i was at like a military draft or vouluntary sighn up place,

 

and the lady at the desk told me it was now safe for a first kiss, then the girl i am trying to date appeared

[labelwench]

I very seldom recall my dreams, but I had one years ago that I can recall vividly even now.

 

Standing out in front of my house beside my truck in the dark, when suddenly there was a loud noise and the earth shook sufficiently to throw me to the ground. As I was laying there, surprised and frightened, I looked up and saw 'Void 287' in large letters shining brightly in the night sky.

 

For some reason, this allayed my fears, even though my thoughts were that earth was about to end, a failed experiment in the universal laboratory. As there was absolutely nothing I could do to affect whatever was about to transpire, I found amazing calm and relief in simply accepting that fact and ceased to worry or anticipate about what might happen next.

 

It was a bizarrely liberating dream.

[Guest MacPhee]

This question of remembering dreams...sometimes, on waking up after a long vivid dream, I'm so impressed by its content, that I think: "Wow - great plot - that would make a good movie!"

 

Yet after only a few minutes, the dream has slipped evanescently away - leaving in memory only a vague tantalising idea of what it was about. Plus perhaps a few striking details.

 

To prevent this loss of the full dream, would it be a good idea to keep a notepad and pen by the bedside. Then one could, on waking, quickly write the dream down. I've thought of doing this, but wonder whether it would be psychologically healthy.

 

I mean, if dreams evaporate so fast from memory, perhaps it's because they're naturally meant to. So might preserving them artificially, in writing, have some kind of bad mental effect?

[labelwench]

This question of remembering dreams...sometimes, on waking up after a long vivid dream, I'm so impressed by its content, that I think: "Wow - great plot - that would make a good movie!"

 

Yet after only a few minutes, the dream has slipped evanescently away - leaving in memory only a vague tantalising idea of what it was about. Plus perhaps a few striking details.

 

To prevent this loss of the full dream, would it be a good idea to keep a notepad and pen by the bedside. Then one could, on waking, quickly write the dream down. I've thought of doing this, but wonder whether it would be psychologically healthy.

 

I mean, if dreams evaporate so fast from memory, perhaps it's because they're naturally meant to. So might preserving them artificially, in writing, have some kind of bad mental effect?

 

You raise a most interesting question, MacPhee, especially as I have seen suggested that one do precisely as you suggest, and keep a notepad or a voice-recorder close to hand if one is desirous of recording their dream events for future ponders. Numerous writers and creative people like to make note of their dreams and ideas upon first awakening to explore their further application.

 

My first thoughts in response to your question are that it would depend on the person, the type of dreams they are prone to and what they hope to accomplish by examining them. Persons who are prone to nightmares, depression or going through post traumatic stress could possibly amplify their emotions experienced when dreaming although I'm uncertain whether that might prove therapeutic or more distressing.

 

Your question does remind me of another dream I had though, once again years ago. I was experiencing extreme frustration in a work situation (details unimportant for this narrative) and anger had been building for a long time. In my dream, I was with a friend whom I seldom saw in person, and she did something minor that absolutely infuriated me! I recall that I acted totally out of character and went into a raging tirade against her. I mean RAGING! I awoke in a state of anger that I have never experienced when I was awake, my heart just pounding.

 

In analyzing my dream while I calmed down (took over an hour) I contemplated that my memory had chosen a 'safe' target and forced me to vent before I lost control at work and lost my job for unprofessional conduct. For the record, I changed employment venues not too long after and I have been well rewarded for making that choice. I actually like my present job. The same job that I was doing at the other venue and working graveyards but with entirely different dynamics.

 

I'm rather of the theory that many dreams are just the brain reconfiguring the hard drive, so to speak, and that recurring stressful dreams may be situations that one has yet to resolve. Just my thoughts.....:)

[belovelife]

interesting point, my dreams are so vivid,

 

i had a dream of my friend, he was showing me around his new glass shop, when i woke up i myspaced him, he sent me a picture of his shop

 

it was the same shop in the dream,

he told me to move up and work

 

so i did

 

he had the same dream that night

 

 

 

i remember alot of dreams, not all the details, but alot of them,

 

then i try to get coffee or something of that symbology in the dream,

 

when i do, i even have taste and smell memories of the dream

[LaurieAG]

I had a lucid dream in my early teens where I decided to test if I actually was in a dream by diving off a 10 foot cliff in a quarry. I figured if I was not in a dream I would just be winded so I dived off the top and tensed my body for the impact, and there was none whatsoever so I got up, dusted myself off and ran around for another go before I woke up.

 

I can also remember earlier dreams where I deliberately hid things in the dream so that I could collect them when I woke. Unfortunately that never happened lol.

[belovelife]

partial lucid dream last nigh

 

my grandpa told me how in his time, things weren't safe

 

and how he was like s comic charicter subname

something about a car,

 

and i took him to a rainbow gathering

[Deepwater6]

I had a lucid dream in my early teens where I decided to test if I actually was in a dream by diving off a 10 foot cliff in a quarry. I figured if I was not in a dream I would just be winded so I dived off the top and tensed my body for the impact, and there was none whatsoever so I got up, dusted myself off and ran around for another go before I woke up.

 

I can also remember earlier dreams where I deliberately hid things in the dream so that I could collect them when I woke. Unfortunately that never happened lol.

 

I think those kinds of dreams are different for me LaurieAG. Usually I'm a passive observer watching strange events pass by, but every once in a while I can do something deliberate in my dreams. In these dreams I can usually run at incredible speed or fly If I choose. For you to delibertly jump off that cliff shows you had some kind of way to change the outcome of the dream. If you had choose not to jump do you think the outcome would have been different? Do you think you had some control over the dream? I have dreams like that, but as I said I usually have ones where the dreams come to me and there is nothing I can do to change the outcome of whatever happens.

[LaurieAG]

Hi Deepwater6,

 

If you had choose not to jump do you think the outcome would have been different? Do you think you had some control over the dream?

If I did not jump I would not have been able to test that I was in a dream. I cannot actually remember what the dream was about before I got the idea to test it. I'm not sure if it is the 'shock' factor of what happens in the dream (i.e. anticipating getting the wind knocked out of you) that makes the experience memorable and wakes you up or if the greater control over the dream is due to your body preparing to wake up anyway.

 

While my body is always in the dreams that I can remember this body is almost always under the control of my dream mind and is a secondary byproduct of my recollection i.e. I can remember resolving to jump, getting ready to jump, jumping and anticipating the impact of landing on my body, finding no impact and resolving to jump again but can remember little else.

 

I have dreams like that, but as I said I usually have ones where the dreams come to me and there is nothing I can do to change the outcome of whatever happens.

I don't know about changing any outcomes but even dreams that you appear to be in control of can have unexpected outcomes. I had a series of earlier dreams that had started with restricted low level flying where I always ended up following a path that either went up a mountain and ended up going over a cliff or went down a road/rail that disappeared into a murky swamp or ended in a maze of vaguely familiar (but not) buildings so I was actually surprised when another outcome occurred from the same beginnings. In all these dreams my 'control' was consistent with an intense determination to follow the path presented to its end, wherever it led.

[LaurieAG]

I had the following dream that ended the flying series, in the middle of a nights sleep around 20 years ago, that was extremely vivid and appeared to go on for a long time. It has several parts and I have not had another dream remotely like it since then.

 

Every other time I started this type of dream I was confronted with an upper height limit that was defined by the web of street power/phone cables on poles and large buildings. This time I passed very close to a cable and actually felt something brush by (opposite to my test where I felt nothing) so I made a subconscious determination in the dream to avoid any obstacles and see how far I could go. For some reason I got the impression that my upward rise would stop when I ceased thinking up but that was not the case. As I rose I noticed that I was actually in my own neighborhood. I kept on thinking up until I was about 1km high and had my first interval in that I looked down and noticed a perfect set of 8 foot left and right hand waves peeling off the surfing beach just down the road. I don't know how long I sat there and watched but I was enjoying it so I was surprised when something external to my self in the dream reinforced my subconscious determination to get to the end of it with a sense of urgency!

 

Now that just piqued my interest even more so I just kept on going up at the same pace as in the first stage and kept on going up for ever and ever through cloudy endless boring nothingness with only the urge to get to the end of it stopping me from giving up. When the clouds cleared I estimated that I was approximately 5 km high (used as a scale for measurements) and looking east over the ocean. I could not have imagined what I saw in a million years but the following image is burned into my brain in vivid detail. I did not have any ability to zoom so all of the following observations were made with normal vision from a series of points 5k high.

 

I could see a huge white stone henge that rose from the depths of a circle of ocean that comprised of (1) two 4k high pillars at the back with a 1k thick lintel spanning the gap, (2) two sets of two 2k high pillars on either side (like arm rests) with a 1k lintel spanning both sets of pillars and (3) two 1k pillars with no lintels in the front of each side pair. I noticed that I was at exactly the same height as the top of (1) and that nothing else whatsoever was visible on the highest tier when I looked. The tops of the second tiers on both the left and right sides had different amounts of discernable activity (that looked like swarming ants).

 

Looking down there was a gigantic maelstrom (whirlpool) in the centre of the ocean in the middle of the huge white henge. I moved left and right and backwards and forwards to get a perspective on this phenomena and I noticed that the ocean was bulging upwards in a circle around the cental vortex and it also looked like the volume of water above the ocean level equalled the volume of air in the vortex below the ocean level.

 

When I was directly above the centre of the vortex I came to the conclusion that I had seen pretty well everything I could possibly see from my current position and decided that I would make a dramatic exit by diving straight down the centre of the vortex. Now this was the first and only time that I have ever heard heard voices in my head and it was during this dream. A strong and authorative voice said to me 'do not enter the maelstrom' just before I dived so I stopped, turned aside and the dream ended.

[Vexer]

I’ve been interested in dreams, and especially lucid dreams. Excuse me if what follows is boring and rambling. But I want to know about lucid dreaming. (Not so much about, individual’s dream-stories. Who cares?)

 

 

But I’d like to report the following types of (recent) dreams:

 

1. I know that that I’m dreaming, in a dream, but have no control within the dream.

 

2. What I would call full ‘lucid’ dreaming, in which I know that I’m dreaming, and to some extent can control what goes on. Within which I struggle for the level of ‘control’. (And to say more: I literally struggle within the dream to keep it lucid, as I can feel it trying not to be).

 

3. Come to know that I was dreaming, in a dream, and then ‘woken up’ in that dream. Only to be in the same dream, slightly modified. That is a dream within a dream. Sounds fake, but it’s true. (In fact I’ve had this to a third level)

 

Only a couple of days ago I remember, thinking, in a semi- lucid dream, “don’t bother cutting your finger-nails now, you’ll only have to do it again, when you wake up.” I woke up, cut my fingernails, then I really woke up.

 

 

Other things of interest (to me)

 

Frequent triggers that turned a dream into a Lucid Dream are:

 

Some dream cliché that is so cliched that my mind realises it’s a dream.

 

This can be a generic “Oh no, I’m in a public place with no (or little) clothes on.” Or, in my case, certain recurring motifs, such as giant waves. My mind seems to recognise these as too-cliched, and I ‘wake up’ within the dream.

 

I’ve literally thought-dreamed, “Oh, I’ve got no clothes on!” (or, “no wave is *that* big” – or, many other things – all of which are like catch-phrases in a movie franchise - when you hear the catchphrase, you know you’re in *that* move) and then, ‘awoken’ into the dream, a lucid observer, of not a lucid controller.

 

“It’s *another* 500 ft wave? Don’t worry, it’s only a dream.”

 

 

 

The ability to ‘wake up’ at will, within a lucid dream.

 

When a dream gets too nasty or repetitive, I can consciously, within the dream, decide to wake up. Sometimes this is a much self-debated decision. I mentally debate the merits of the dream. I know I’m dreaming, I know I can wake up if I want to. The ‘shock’ of waking up is very unpleasant. It’s a nasty whole-body (feeling) shock. This is a factor in deciding whether or not to wake up.

 

“I can keep fighting off the giant bees (or whatever), OR wake up (which is like being slapped in the face). Which is more hurtful?”

 

 

If you’ve read this far, I only say the above is all real, intriguing. I’d like to know how normal it is.

[Deepwater6]

I'm a little hesitant to tell you guys of this dream because it's more like a nightmare, but since everyone else is sharing here goes. At least 3-4 times a month I dream of a huge jet airliner crashing. Not only is it crashing it's nose cone is coming straight at me. No matter how I move, how fast I run, it follows me like a laser guided missle.

 

Everbody has nightmares but the detail in this dream is always the same. The planes engines are on fire and it's coming at me from roughly a 70 degree angle. It is so close I can see the look of horror on the pilots face. I can see their bodies tensed up trying to pull back on the stick to level it out but they can't. It's in such detail I can see the rivets on the plane holding the nose cone on. The cockpit door is always open and I can see passengers in complete chaos and terror.

 

I used to fly alot but no longer do. recently in an effort to save money airlines have been getting needed repair and upkeep by mechanics in foriegn contries who are not fully qualified. The FAA used to able to check if repairs were being done correctly before the plane gets buttoned back up and put in service by visiting the site in the US. Now it comes back and on of the airlines qualified mechanics signs off that the work was done and the FAA must accept this. In addition to being unqualified many also have trouble reading english repair manuals.

 

With that aside the reason I don't fly anymore is not because I fear the sudden crash and death. Death will come to us all in one way or another. It's the 7-8 minutes of falling toward the ground with no control that bothers me. 7-8 minutes does'nt sound like a long time but It would be If you were falling to your death.

 

Back to dream, my wife can tell me when I had the dream again before I tell her. I usually have my forearm across my forehead in a defensive motion from the plane. I always wake up just a microsecond before the plane hits me. Wierd huh?

[belovelife]

weird, try to stand up and ask the waitress for a drink