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I found some bits of "dream diary" I posted elsewhere. Good thing, too, because I've lost the papers I was keeping them on. The order is not sequential, and the dreams came at vaying distances one from the other. Remember to write the dates!! *sigh*

*...Paging Dr. Jung...*

1) i am in the ample yard of a villa fac-simile of one on the hill here near my house.. sloping grass knoll, rock wall, panorama... there are other generic 'friends' present... then they all leave and an iceberg falls through the sky like a comet. i say iceberg because it is angular and resembles the prudential logo. it explodes in a firey ring that expands, consuming the sky. i run inside and down to "bunker levels" (beautiful architecture, tho... not your usual bunker fare) and find my brother motionless lying on a bed... i fear he is dead, but he rouses upon pestering. that's it. 

[[others relate to flying/levitating. i have noticed an evolution in my life of these dreams. when i was little, i would find myself walking and lose contact with the ground, as if ascending an invisible staircase, but completely involuntary and frustrating, as i wanted to go straight. in adolescence to mid 20's it became a voluntary act, but vertical only... usually up to a 'cloud level' (which was always very low compared to real clod level, let's say about 200ft.). sometimes these dreams had an intentional rising and translating.. usually 'losing it' just in time to make a balcony or similar.]]

[[nowadays it's 6-inch off-the-floor floating and when i realise i'm "in that place" where i can do it i prefer it to walking. almost always strange hybrid places, which brings me to...]]

2) floating through a hybrid venice/collosseo style arcades and gardens city. some girl i cannot describe, i simply know she's following, is following me, secretly.. or maybe i am leading her. it is unclear.. i know she's there.. i wish her only good, but it seems she doesn't think i know of her presence and doesn't want to be discovered. at one point i have to go horizontal to pass a low tunnel without coming down to walk and stoop, so I assume a coffin position to pass. i come out into an open, sunny area.. there is a chainlink fence with semitransparent tarp and two (men, i believe) talking on this side.. but i get the impression that i cannot intervene or get their attention. their conversation seems animated. i decide to throw away the stem from a plant that i once grew.. it looks like a ram-headed wand (so does the real one i still have, and painted after having this dream). i throw it beyond the tarp, but as i have thrown it i realise that there is a fat old lady hanging laundry on the other side. she picks up the wand and throws it back along the precise same trajectory from whence it came. i guess i have to keep it.
Later on. it comes to a multilevel above-ground parking garage... very cement, very dirty-modern-urban. i can see outside many MANY helicopters (blackhawk type?) forming up a stagger pattern all over the sky... less than a km one from the other and something white much, much farther up. i don't know if the black flyers are there to keep the other away or are in collaboration.  i get into a car parked in the garage and the girl is there. we hold hands and watch the sky in curiosity/fear? 

3) am on a small motorboat in a canal. i need the robot it's trucking to move another one that's on the top of a hill by a small villa. the owner says, fine.. so i throw him off (!!?) i get there, but the robot i'm using is something like a segway with forklift rods and i have to move a mazinger-size beast down a winding 1-man-wide trail. i give up and come down and at that point the seglift gets censored out and i'm levitating again. a girl i know (who i don't have a thing for but had shown up in a few dreams) eggs me on to "jump" over her while levitating ... and i pull it off easily.. and as i come down on the other side i see the cement of the halfpipe-drainage ditch type area beyond is actually made up of thousands of cement colored human head-and shoulders... a packed crowd. oh, well... 

[[and those "escape the building" dreams...]]

4) i wake up in a room very like an abandoned room in an apartment i know of. my plant (see above) has been uprooted and ruined by unknown evildoers. i defiantly urinate in the pot to show my indifference. leaving the room i find the rest of this place to be a beautiful house all done in fine wood... just how i'd love it. downstairs there is an ample living room, tv, stereo.. passing a mirror i notice i have my long hair back. not bad, i think. in the living room there are friendly faces, all reclining and bland (smoked up?) i feel uneasy and start feeling this place is a trap. i say "screw this, i'm leaving!" and rush outside... only to be stopped by an exaggeration/parody of a holywood action/carchase/crash scene, with gratuitous explosions, et.al. at that point i take it all as a hoax and wake up.

[[only UFO dream I ever had..]]

5) in some sort of hut/dormitory with cots in a rocky version of the torreselle hills. deep night. my father is sleeping on a cot, i cannot sleep, so i look outside. 1950's style ufos are flying over the area, with searchlights. i awake my father to tell him, "see, it's not bull$h!t!" they point a beam my way and i see it projects something like TV snow on the ground, rather than a flat light. i hide and they pass, but then something like F-117 planes levitate silently up from the shadows of the hills. the cockpits however are swivelling, like tank turrets, with two "cannons" on each. they follow the ufos. end dream.

*Cue Zak McKracken theme song ... paging Dr. Jung ....*

Over here:  http://forum.noblerealms.org/viewtopic. … 156#p47156 I make mention of a strange dreamtime occurrence that happened last night where it seems that something may have been trying to lure/trick me out of my body by way of a flying dream.  Figured I'd mention it here, in case anybody can relate.

So I was having this interesting dream which took place on a city street of some sort at night, don't remember most of it now, but which eventually led to me running - felt like something was behind me, chasing me, while I in turn was chasing after something else ahead of me.  No fear or negativity driving it.  Just like..........running, for whatever reason.   Soon we were all running through weeds/tall grass,and I realized that I could see even in the dark.  I could make out the landscape ahead of me and the tall grass around me, and "telepathically" knew that there was a drop off cliff coming up ahead.  But I could fly, so, you know, no worries.     Run, run, run, right to the edge of the cliff, then I pull up and off into the air.  I turn to look behind me to watch the tall grass covered cliff in the night fall away from me.  Whoever was behind me didn't have the same super skills, so, they were stuck.      I flew up into the night, and realized that there was a witch up ahead of me in the sky.  Full billowing black robe flapping in the wind, sitting on a broomstick with a pointed witch hat and a negative bad vibe.  I honed in on her and flew up and towards her in the air, seeing the bare tree branches to my right and left, and enjoying the feeling of flying......but sort of began to realize that you know, I don't know..........maybe I shouldn't really be following this witch............and I began involuntarily slowing and pulling back, and that's when I began to awaken in my bed.  I could hear my breathing in the bed, it wasn't normal.  It was long and drawn out.  Very strange breathing.   

This was weird, but I experienced some bizarre sleep paralysis type of phenomenon, but it was slightly different...........it was like being suspended in time.  Hovering, unable to move, suspended, not like normal sleep paralysis.  It took all my effort to emerge from this, and I felt like I was in midair or something, slowly trying to move my body around.  And when I finally opened my eyes I saw a black circle shaped thing up in the air near the bed, an entity of some sort, which pulled back and away and faded out once it saw that I was awake.   So, something was around, watching me.

After that I heard the telltale astral "whooshing" noise around the bed, indicating astral activity.  I was very calm about it all, as it takes a lot to faze me anymore by this point in the game, and intended for protection and that whatever it was it go away and leave me alone.

I'm thinking that this "witch" was a lure to try to pull me out of my body though, and her negative form represents the negative being behind it.  There I was flying along........and I'm a TOTAL sucker for flying in my dreams, I absolutely love it...........and then I realize there's this negative being up ahead, which I feel compelled to hone in on and follow out of curiosity........flying up......up..........up.......into the air after it, just like something was maybe trying to pull me up out of my body?   But then the second I started to question it all in the dream, becoming lucid in a way, that's when I slowed and dropped back and began awaking.

I don't know, just thought I'd mention it in case anybody else has ever experienced being lured out of their bodies in a dream by something..........

That's cool; it's nice to get some definite positive feedback like that!

This is a really weird synch for me too.   For years I have had a very similar recurring dream.   In this dream I suddenly realize, to my horror, that I HAVE NOT GRADUATED.  In some dreams  it's about high school, in others college, but I don't think that's relevant ... in real life I finished both. In the dream I realize with a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that I still have 3 or 4 (yes, same numbers) classes yet to complete, and I just somehow don't feel I'll ever be able to complete them!    Then I wake up and realize to my relief that it's ok: I already graduated -- a long time ago -- so there's really nothing to worry about after all.

I never really thought about it or what the implications might be until just now reading this post.   I think lyra's interpretation applies to my dream as well: 3-D life itself being a "school" from which we do eventually graduate, and maybe we're already THERE and have just forgotten.  Maybe we just need to "wake up" and realize it.  That's a comforting thought!

I also had a dream a long time ago, while I was middle or high school, of showing up at class one day, except it was all strange kids and a strange teacher there.  It turned out I was in another school that had the exact same layout as my own, but across town (!) and I had somehow wound up there by mistake.   Maybe that means that I got mixed up coming here; third-density is the "wrong school."   That would be FINE with me --  I'd be more than happy to leave!  hehe.  Especially if the "right" place to be has all the natural beauty and wonders of this earth, but without the reptiles and all the baggage that comes with their presence.   Hey, maybe if Stuart Wilde and other writers are correct in predicting that the lizzies will soon be departing our world, then this "wrong school" will as a result BECOME the right one.  Just a thought.

Yeah, I have seen a lot of that myself on the forum, and lyra does seem to get a disproportional amount of it!   I find it clearly apparent that the higher a person moves up in awareness, the move visible (and valuable) of a target they might become for "the other side."   But for the same reason, they also seem to get that much more protection from their own side.  Makes sense to me.

Yes, very nice indeed.

Yes, actually that's why I decided to review this thread today.   When I was 14  I went to the "Silva Mind Control Method" class which was spread over two weekends.   They made a point of explaining that it was "SELF mind control" designed to help a person learn to better utilize their own subconscious through meditiation, visualization and conscious intention while in the alpha-/theta- brainwave states.   As far as I can tell that was all true and there was nothing "fishy" or malevolent about it.  Then again, I've definitely had abduction-related and other highly-strange stuff in my life, and they did call it "Mind Control" after all ... so who knows? But I'm pretty sure my taking that class was a consequence of my already-existing propensity toward metaphysical subjects and not a direct cause of anything in particular.  But I digress. 

I mention it because the course did teach the technique of intentionally remembering one's dreams by intending to do so before bed, and just before going to bed going to get a pen and paper to keep next to the bed, so that you would be ready to write down your remembered dream immediately upon waking.   I did do that a few times back then, and was successful at remembering some dreams.   But I got lazy and stopped practicing the technique after a few days.

I was reading Montalk's book a week or two ago, and he wrote about the same technique, so I figured "hey, it worked for me before, maybe I ought to try it again."   And so for the past few days I have been doing so, and have in fact been remembering quite a few dreams again.

One dream was regarding a close family member of mine who is a total "normal" and unfortunately extremely simple-minded.  They outright refuse to do ANY independent thinking or even consider most unusual possibilities; they are like a living wind-up-toy, and this has been an ongoing source of frustration for me.   A few days before this dream, I had asked in my nightly prayer-routine for guidance in finding the best way to help this person -- some angle via which I might finally get through to this person.

So in the dream, I am on some kind of a snowy mountaintop.  Here I see this family member wandering along, looking at a paper they have in their hand.  As usual, and despite my repeated warnings of the danger, they are not paying attention to what they are doing, walking around totally oblivious to their surroundings.  To my horror, I watch as they wander from the cliff's edge onto a NARROW FOOT-BRIDGE suspended in space, with NOTHING at either side but a LONG WAY DOWN into the void ... and the bridge is EXTREMELY ICY!!!

I and others shout "watch out where you are going!"  My family member looks up and finally realizes the danger.  They quickly try to straighten themselves up from their hunched-over posture, but they overcorrect, totally lose their balance, and fall right over the edge.  I was there and caught them by their wrist, but they were too heavy.  Because of the ice, I started to slide over the edge myself, and so in a moment's terrible decision I let them go.     

I believe that the message of this dream was quite clear ... just because they're going over the edge doesn't mean I have to also.  After all, it is clearly a free-will issue and they need to learn their own lessons ... even if it has to be the hard way.    But then I think about the message from the movie What Dreams May Come, about never giving up on someone you love.  Sigh.

A couple of nights ago, I dreamt of going into a pool hall with two acquaintances: one was someone that in real life I was friends with as a teenager, but stopped being friends with because they ended up turning into a real jerk.   The other was someone I didn't actually see in the dream, I just knew he was there and his name was "Hank."   (Not sure why!)  Anyway I wandered around for awhile and got bored, so I went to leave, only to find out that my two companions had already left without paying the bill, leaving me to pay the whole thing.  There was a guest-register book where everyone had signed in upon entering.  This book had their first names in the left column, their group affiliation in the middle column, and the time of entry in the right.   I had to turn back a few pages to find the entry where we had signed in, and in one of the in-between pages between I saw there was a group of 4-5 with a Masonic Temple affiliation, who had come in after me).  For me, this simply seems to indicate that my activities are being "followed" with interest by "Them."    No surprise there for those who know me.

When I woke up with this dream fresh in mind, I was so extremely tired that instead of picking up my notebook and writing it down, I just closed my eyes and passed out again.   Not a good sign, probably, but also not unusual for me.  For as long as I can remember I've been able, if I don't set an alarm, to sleep 10-12 hours and still wake up feeling totally dead.  Fortunately, after about 20 or 30 minutes I'm usually totally awake and functional, so I don't know what the implications of this might be.  Maybe I'm being messed with in my sleep, maybe it's in the dreamscape only, I don't know.   I think that maybe what is happening is that I am having these dreams in a very deep level of sleep, and then waking spontaneously from that state at the end of the dream as the result of the intention to do so which I had set before going to sleep.  Maybe a combination of that and some messing-with.

Last night I again intended to remember a dream, and I woke up from one which involved a nasty little E.T. being present.  He was like a small version of the aliens in the movie "The Arrival," I think.   This one called himself "Danny," but I knew he was just calling himself that to seem "just like us" and was, in fact, quite malevolent.  I don't recall the setting for sure, but I think it was an underground facility.   When I woke up today I was very tired again as usual, but drug myself to an upright position and grabbed the notebook, only to find that there was no pen there (ugh!) ... so again, I went back to sleep without first committing all the details to paper.

Tonight, I will be making sure to have the notebook and TWO pens there ready for when I wake up.  And will try intending not only to remember and understand my dreams, but also that when I wake up that I will be able to actually STAY AWAKE long enough to get everything written down!   I hadn't specified that part in my intentions the past few nights, so I figure I ought to give it a try.   Till then ...

I agree with what you're saying Sowelu.  Although I guess I didn't phrase it clearly enough, but in the dream the person fell from the narrow bridge into the void, not from the mountain onto the bridge.

Doh! Apologies for misunderstanding.

morningsun, I had a line of thought recently that was similar to the possible message conveyed by your dream. It was this: when you press someone into waking up who is either absolutely incapable or unwilling to do so at this time, if you push hard enough you might succeed but only in a way that breaks and destabilizes them. And when that happens, you will be responsible for their resulting unbalancing. So when they fall, you either fall down with them out of sympathy and guilt for their descent into existential despair or paranoia, or else you take on their weight just to keep them up. If they are pushed into something so heavy that they themselves cannot bear it, they might become dependent on you as their lifeline to "truth" due to their being yet unable to resiliently think for themselves. It's like forcing a premature birth before the baby can breathe and grow on its own.