Nothing interesting to report. I surprisingly remember bits and pieces of dreams but again, I was tipsy sleeping so I wasn’t able to practice lucidity. None of the dreams were anything out of the ordinary - all very realistic. Well, I take that back, during one of the realistic dreams something weird happened, but it’s fuzzy. Whatever, onto the [bits and pieces] dreams.
I don’t want to go into much detail about the first dream. It was basically me running into [insert person’s name here] around town. The last part of it we were at the same grocery store (which greatly resembled the Allandale HEB). I remember having maybe 4-5 frozen dinners at the check out. I was trying to pick a line (other than his/hers) that would get me out the same time his/her did so we’d have a chance to talk. I tried two lines an both took an unreasonably long time to get through. I was still in line when he/she (not a he-she, he or she :) ) was leaving, but he/she turned around before leaving and started walking towards my line. He/she get to my line, gives the acknowledgement nod, and leaves. Then I woke up. I never got to buy my frozen dinners…
Anyway, he/she was weaing a white shirt, so, that’s the 2nd time white has shown up in the last week.
White: White represents purity, perfection, peace, innocence, dignity, cleanliness, awareness and new beginnings. You may be experiencing a reawakening or have a fresh outlook on life.
There were a handful of dreams that were about things currently going on in my little ol’ life. Chatting about nonsense on AIM, old job, new job, tennis, blahidy blah. It was during a deam where I was chatting with Ryan that the something weird happened, I went outside or something, for some reason, and…I don’t remember.
*Rupaul approves this post.
Nothing to update with, sorry.
I only had two one-hour “naps” thursday night and didn’t remember any dreams (if I even had time to have one, ha). I was out drinking last night and I can rarely remember my dreams when I’m tipsy sleeping.
By the way, I finally figured out how to add a comment feature to my posts, so please feel free to leave feedback. Or something.
I had an hour nap around 11PM but woke up at midnight. I started chatting with Cortney, then Ryan, and now it’s so close to the time I have to pick up/drop off the Pops I don’t think I’ll go back to sleep til 7 or 8. Buhhhh.
Luckily I’ve been able to “watch” the Men’s Semifinals and there’s no doubt that the Feds is going to win. I can. not. wait. until both the Men’s and Women’s Finals this weekend!!!!!! Go Murray! Go Henin!
Hope everyone else is having sweet dreams.
Eat shit, Serena.
If you read my previous posts you could tell I didn’t sleep well last night. So at around 7 I went back to sleep. I was able to practice WILD, DILD AND MILD, so that was a success.
DISCLAIMER: The first dream is X-rated so if you don’t want to read it, don’t. Nothing vulgar, but also something I wouldn’t openly discuss with my parents. I’ll try to work with the font color later but for now, deal with scrolling.
Since this was the first dream I don’t remember many details. I don’t remember how it started, where I was or what I was doing. All I remember is that I was walking around and I suddenly noticed my vibrator in my hand. I don’t remember picking it up or seeing it before this. For some reason, seeing the toy is what triggered me that I was dreaming.
I’ve recently learned that if I masturbate in a dream, I orgasm in reality. The only catch is that I have to realize I’m dreaming, and once I climax in the dream, I have to wake myself up, put my hand to the lady parts, lightly press (no rubbing/fingering) and I’m orgasming.
Note: Dream orgasms feel different than real ones. It feels good but it’s only 99% of the orgasm - I guess pressing my lady junk IRL is that final 1%.
I masturbate a lot in my dreams (it happens when I haven’t been gettin’ any) but the dream/reality orgasm thing had only happened once before. I have no idea how this happens, I’ll do some research on it after I finish this.
Anyway, when things click, I think I want to be in my bed so I can test my dream masturbation/reality orgasm theory. Within seconds I’m in my room. So, I get in bed, undress and I go at it. After only what seems like 10 seconds, I’m orgasming in the dream. I remember I need to wake myself up, so I do, do my thang and sure enough - orgasm!
Here’s where WILDs (occurs when the dreamer goes from a normalwaking statedirectly into a dream state with no apparent lapse in consciousness.) come in GREAT handy. After about 15 seconds of being somewhat awake and…orgasming, I go straight back to the dream. I’m still naked in bed, wondering if I can do it again - so I try it. And…IT WORKED!! Ahahaha! Two orgasms in one night with no toys, fingering or penetration of any sort. What??
When I woke myself up the second time, I was a little more conscious and really cold, so I got up to turn off the fan. So, that was the end of that dream.
Again, not exactly sure when this starts, but here’s what I remember (which isn’t much because of my horrible short term memory):
I see a car back into the driveway and on the bumper is a Bobby Bones Show sticker. For some reason I just KNOW it’s Bobby and I yell “OHMYGOD BOBBY BONES IS HERE!!!!” Sure enough, the doorbell rings and there’s Bobby holding half a dozen roses. I think it was or was close to Valentine’s day so I thought they were for me. Apparently, they were, but I had to give him food in return (food drive).
So we go to the kitchen and start looking. During this time, he’s holding me really close. We go through every shelf in the pantry, don’t find anything and I remember saying “Oh! The can shelf! We have tons of cans!” So we look, but there isn’t one can - just a bunch of random shit (all I can remember were green bananas still in the bag). We look in the cabinets and things (Bobby is still holding me close, affectionately) but I think the only thing we found was a box of Capri-Sun (I don’t drink CS).
I tell him I’m bummed that I couldn’t help more and that I couldn’t keep the roses. He turns me around and says “Kate, you keep them, you’re a cool chick. Come to my house for a party tomorrow night, as my date.”
This is when I realize I’m dreaming. It wasn’t Bobby Bones randomly stopping by with roses, holding me close or inviting me to a party as his date - it was that my late dog Emma
came strolling in. I think I laughed in the dream when it clicked because of how long it took me to realize BOBBY BONES WOULD NEVER SHOW UP AT YOUR DOOR, FOOL!
Bobby leaves, I see LB, Clos and Amy in the vehicle too, Emma runs out, I get her back inside and they drive off.
I don’t remember anything from before the party - I either forgot or my dream just shifted straight to the party after that - I don’t know. All I remember about the party is that Bobby was still close, he had these crazy/dangerous stairs that I kept falling on and during one point while we were sitting on the stairs (b/c I had fallen) his sister walks up. That’s all I remember from that dream.
I know that there was a third dream, but I can’t remember any of it right now. The last dream(s) I have before waking up usually take a few hours to be processed (unless it was a nightmare). All I know is that I was asleep but also sort of awake during a good chunk of it. I was in so much control and was so aware that I was dreaming that it was like I wasn’t even asleep at all. It was strange but so cool. If I remember the dream I’ll edit this entry and add it.
To dream that you are having an orgasm, represents an exciting end to something. What is complete for you? Alternatively, it may mean that you are not getting enough sex. You need to relieve some of your sexual tensions.
White (the color of BBS vehicle)
White represents purity, perfection, peace, innocence, dignity, cleanliness, awareness, and new beginnings. You may be experiencing a reawakening or have a fresh outlook on life.
Roses also symbolize love, passion, femininity, and romance, particularly if they are red roses.
To see a kitchen in your dream, signifies your need for warmth and spiritual nourishment. It may also be symbolic of the nurturing mother or the way that you are caring for your loved ones. Alternatively the kitchen, represents a transformation.
To see bananas in your dream, may be a metaphor for repressed sexual urges and desires. It is a phallic symbol and represents masculine sexuality.
Seriously? Haha I wonder what my dreams could be telling me…
To see a dog in your dream, symbolizes intuition, loyalty, generosity, protection, and fidelity. The dream suggests that your strong values and good intentions will enable you to go forward in the world and bring you success. Alternatively, it indicates a skill that you have ignored or forgotten.
To dream that you are walking up a flight of stairs, indicates that you are achieving a higher level of understanding. You are making progress into your spiritual/emotional/material journey.
To see spiral or winding stairs, signify growth and/or rebirth.
To dream that you fall and are not frightened, signifies that you will overcome your adversities with ease.
Warning: Very boring interpretation.
To dream that you are driving drunk, indicates that your life is out of control. Some relationship or somebody is dominating you.
To see a winding, curvy, or bumpy road in your dream, suggests that you will encounter many obstacles and setbacks toward achieving your goals. You may be met with unexpected difficulties. If the road is dark, then it reflects the darker or more frightening choices which you have made or are making.
(Wow, these first two sound AWESOME!!!)
Purple is indicative of devotion, healing abilities, loving, kindness, and compassion. It is also the color of royalty, high rank, and dignity.
Fifteen represents a dissolution of difficult conditions.
11:15PM: Just woke up, can’t remember anything.
11:26PM: I can’t fall back asleep :(
11:45: Still can’t sleep. Ugh.
12:40: Still awake.
1:29: Still not sleeping.
2:27: Attempting to sleep.
5:16: I normally wake up in about 20 minutes but I woke up five minutes and realized I have to write what I remember ASAP before I forget anything. Whose fucking brilliant idea was this? Uggggh.
Anyway, here’s what we’ve got:
It was early morning (like now) and I had to pick up my Dad and take him to school. I was drunk/intoxicated (though I don’t remember drinking in the dream). Halfway to the school I realize my Dad isn’t with me but I keep on going anyway.
Things get fuzzy around here. I think I remember being in A school (not Lamar) but I leave. OR I pass the school entirely and turn around. All I know is that I’m past the school and I turn around to head back.
I’m on neighborhood type streets and it finally hits me that I’m intoxicated. I also realize my lights aren’t on, and I wonder why no one I passed let me know about it. So I turn on my lights and the road gets REALLY curvy. Like 2222 right after Mopac x20. There’s a ridiculously massive PURPLE truck behind me during this maze, and towards the end it just passes me because I can’t navigate the maze very well.
As I get close to the school I pull into the shopping center down the road from Lamar (it looks like the shopping center but the stores are all different). I contemplate buy more liquor (at 5:30AM) and go into a corner store (which isn’t really a corner store because it’s in the middle of the shopping center.
There’s a Mom and her female child sitting in two seats by the window and the clerk is helping out another mother and her child (don’t remember gender). Her total is $15 something and I notice she has 4-5 Lean Cuisines and a bag of something else and I wonder why she didn’t just go to HEB to get the frozen dinners; it’d be much cheaper.
I decide not to buy liquor because I realize I don’t have my wallet, but I walk around like I may by something anyway - don’t want to look like an idiot, you know. So I walk into one teenie tiny aisle and pick up a container of something - I think it’s some sort of dip. Then I go to another teenie tiny aisle and see a bunch of keychains. The only one I can remember was one that had a picture of something on it and it said “natural.” I think that popped up due to my late night Facebook status about Food Inc. I don’t pick it up.
Then I thiiiink I pick up a fitness magazine and I woke up before I had a chance to do the “ohhh nevermind put-everything-back-and-leave) thing.
I have to go to the school now, I’ll interpret in an hourish.
Oh, I did my MILD techniques while falling asleep but at no point during the dream was I able to recognize that I was dreaming.
For the last 10 years I’ve been able to tell when I was dreaming during most nightmares. It used to take me awhile, usually right before the T-rex or zombie was about to eat me, but I’d think “hey, there aren’t any dinosaurs or zombies,” and I’d curl up in a ball and make myself wake up.
Then, about 5 years ago I realized that I can’t run in my dreams. 99.9% of the time I’m only running when I’m having a nightmare. So I was slowly becoming lucid earlier in my dreams. I was also becoming lucid in regular dreams, though rarely. I couldn’t make things appear or manipulate my surroundings, but I was able to manipulate where I moved.
About a week ago I borrowed a book on lucid dreaming from Matt. Even though I was already familiar with most of the information and thought it was a major waste of time, I finished it.
Well, apparently, it wasn’t a waste of time at all!!
For the last two nights I’ve been able to have:
Dream-Initiated Lucid Dreams (DILD):
starts as a normal dream, and the dreamer eventually concludes that he orshe is dreaming
Wake-Initiated Lucid Dreams (WILD):
when the dreamer goes from a normal waking state directly into a dreamstate with no apparent lapse in consciousness.
I have had about 90% control of every/any DILD or WILD dream! I can wake up from one dream, get a glass of water, fall quickly back to sleep and be in the same dream I was in before I woke up, seemingly instantly. If I’m having a dream where I’m at dinner and I want a turkey but all that’s being served is Mexican food, I can make my giant turkey appear. I can make people appear. I can change locations if I get bored.
Now I just need to work on remembering my dreams (I can remember outlines of each dream, but they’re still very fuzzy). I’ve been slacking on starting/keeping a dream journal, but once I do that I should be able to conquer the MILD (Mnemonic-Induction of Lucid Dreams) technique fairly quickly.
I’m sure very few of you made it this far in this rather boring post. I think I’m going to make a separate blog for all of the dream gibberish so this one doesn’t become clogged with DILD’s, WILD’s, MILD’s, WBTB’s, or REM’s. I can continue clogging this one with silly YouTube videos and updates about my life that no one really cares about :)
This blog is to help me with recording my dreams to help with my lucid dreaming techniques. I can’t read what I write down in the middle of the night so I figure typing it out will be easier/faster. Plus, it’s fun!
I have some pretty ridiculous dreams (half will be recorded in the middle of the night) so this blog will probably be more entertaining than my actual blog (kateloice.tumblr.com).
P.S. If you’re ever interested in analyzing your dreams, dreammoods.com is a great site to visit!