Dreaming

[Scuba Pete]

We have more control over our dreams than we think.

Unlike all my other dreams, the dream about being shot in the shoulder never has changed. I dream it at night every other month or so. I don't see the gun, just the bullet entering and exiting my shoulder. Many times I will grab the left shoulder as in pain and sometimes I massage the point where I have dreamt the bullet has entered. This will hapen during the day and not when I am asleep. I don't really believe in such things, but the long duration and consistency of this dream has me spooked!

 

[painted wolf]

Michel- It came 'naturally'. I've been off and on with the regular odd-ball dreams all my life. The ones of an intence spiritual nature are relitively new, only a couple of years now.

The first one was a sort of spiritual slap in the face. I was knodded off for less than a minute over at a firends when I was hit by a powerful flash of vision. It was increadabley strong and vivid, it jolted me awake so violently that my sketchbook and pencil (which had been in my lap) flew out of my lap and onto the floor. I literally couldn't ignore or forget it.

As for the timeing, like all my dreams they happin when they happin. I don't actively try to make my dreams happin. The most proactive I've ever been in dreams is putting a rock under my pillow to help me on a subconscious level remember whats going on.

wa:do

 

[kreeden]

A rock ? That is what Dreamcatchers are for PW .

Strange , but when something is missing , a sense like sound , is when my dreams usual have the most meaning .... Odd that . { me , not you PW }

 

[johnnys4life]

In college I would solve math problems in my sleep, re-read science notes, and oh it was awful. I hated that. I hate math. I couldn't even get a break from the stress of math class in my own dreams!

 

[johnnys4life]

Oh yeah and apparently I kicked a friend of mine while I was asleep and she was staying over, and called her all sorts of names and told her to leave me alone. She asked me if I was mad at her when I woke up, but I really wasn't!!!

 

[ayani]

i'll often have similar dreams night after night, or repeat a dream several times in one night.

many of my dreams center around going for a walk and looking for something.

 

[Draka]

I have lucid dreams pretty often enough. I remember a lot of my dreams and I can go back to them and take up where I left off most of the time. I have such odd and interesting dreams that I have taken to writing down short synapses of them and actually use them for plot ideas for stories I write. I have a couple that I think would make great novels. I have also had divinatory dreams and have been dead on in predicting a lot as well. I don't control those of course, but it is odd to have them come true then try to figure out that dang deja vu feeling and then realize I dreamt it all earlier.

 

[Bastet]

Thank you to whoever posted in this thread to bring it back to my attention. I meant to come back here and post again, but I forgot. The night of my original post in this thread, I had a lucid dream! Well, actually only a tiny moment of it was lucid, but it was still pretty cool.

Now, I have a lot of dreams where I have psychopaths chasing me, trying to kill me. Usually with knives or a gun, the other night it was a syringe. Anyway, I had the following dream the night I originally read this thread, and thought I'd come back and post it (I'll warn you now, not only are my dreams quite often violent, they're almost always weird!). On to the dream...

I was sitting in our house (Amy's and mine...not yet in existance, but it was in my dream), it was a two storey house, and I was down in the loungeroom. I was sitting on the couch, with my little sister on one side of me, and my mum on the other. I remember the decor was not something I would normally choose - the walls had dark wood panneling, and it was a rather dim room.
So, I'm sitting there talking, and I hear this strange noise. After a few minutes, I turn to my mum and ask "Is that a dog?". Mum cocks her head, then stands up and walks to the kitchen, where there is this huge German Shepherd laying on the floor, making these weird whining/coughing noises. Mum reaches down to the dog's head, reefs its mouth open, and pulls out a chicken bone (I believe it was a wishbone). The dog is fine, and I'm rather perplexed and decide to go upstairs.
As I'm walking up the stairs, the hair on the back of my neck stands up, and I see a dark shadow above me, and hear a creak on the landing. I just know there is a man up there with a knife, and he's going to kill me. Do I turn around and go back down the stairs? No. So, I'm slowly creeping up the stairs, all senses alert, and I am totally freaking out...then, when I near the top of the stairs, the stair creaks under my foot, and suddenly it hits me: I'm having a dream. So I say to myself, "It's just a dream, there is no man up there with a knife; it's just the butler!" Then (as an afterthought), "Oh yeah, and Amy is up in the bathroom, waiting for me." I continue up the stairs and turn to the left and open the bathroom door. There is Amy in the bathroom, running a hot bath for us, and after seeing that she was there (and being very happy about it :flirt: ), I turn to face the opposite end of the coridoor... [Now, bear in mind that that day I had been talking to a colleague at work about the movie 'Risky Business', and we'd been singing "Old Time Rock N Roll".]
Standing in the doorway of our bedroom, is the butler. Picture a cross between Niles from 'The Nanny', Jack from 'Will and Grace', and The White Rabbit. He's young and cute, but with a British accent and a fixation on the time. He's wearing a white shirt and boxer shorts, ala Tom Cruise in 'Risky Business'...and he's holding a feather duster. The intro to "Old Time Rock N Roll" plays (I'm assuming from my stereo), but instead of doing the big "slide" like Tom Cruise and Niles did, he prances towards me, knees high with each step, stops, gasps (hands to cheeks), and says "I'm going to be late for the dinner party!"...then runs down the stairs in a panic. I turn to Amy and say "Is that guy gay, or what!" She nods, we laugh, I go into the bathroom and...well, you don't need to know the end of that dream.

So anyway...it wasn't really lucid for more than the time it took me to change it from a psycho to a butler (and throw in a little fun in the bathroom), but it was still pretty cool that I changed it at all. I really get tired of psychos trying to kill me, and camp butlers are a nice change. :biglaugh:

 

[Reverend Jeremiah]

Lucid the majority of the time (Im not sure if constant lucidity is possible)

I kept a journal of my dreams for an entire year. By doing this, I became Lucid almost everynight. I also learned to control my dreams and make them what I wanted them to be. Its REALLY fun too..you can fly, walk through walls, speak with your dead relative (well, they are a part of your memories, so in a sense they are a part of you.) Through fireballs from your hands. change form into anything you want...endless posibilities