CF's dream diary

**CFTraveler** · 21st May 2012, 06:32 PM

Last night was one spent in a type of "life review", but not of waking reality. It was as if my whole 'dream life' was going in front of my eyes, remembering stuff that happened 'before'. There were specific themes, such as the beach and the water, but the 'facts' escape me. It was not sad or melancholy, and there was an element of 'being taught' in it.

**CFTraveler** · 24th May 2012, 11:57 PM

This was one of those 'middle of the night' things, and I'm not sure if I was 'out' out, or 'just' dreaming, but there was something I was doing that I recently learned about (that I referenced in my blog) I hope helps in my physical body. I did it and then went back to sleep, which is why I don't remember much else.
I think it was successful, because I woke up with a feeling of accomplishment.

**CFTraveler** · 26th May 2012, 03:20 AM

Last night I dreamed that I was covered in these large poxy looking blisters- and when I looked down my legs were shrunken, as if the insides were getting smaller. I went to the doctor (the astral doctor, lol) and he told me that my problems were caused by all the yogurt I've been eating (I have been, for weeks now). He said that the enzymes in the yogurt were making my blood too thick, and it wasn't able to reach all the places it had to, so the insides of my legs and my left arm were slowly dying from lack of blood, and he told me that this was the cause of my problems. He also told me he had warned be about the excessive yogurt intake before but I hadn't heeded his advice.
In the dream it seemed to make sense.

**CFTraveler** · 26th May 2012, 03:15 PM

My subconscious was busy last night clearing stuff symbolically.
I was in a big beautiful house that was surrounded by a pool that abutted a natural waterway, perhaps a lake or a mangrove. I went into the water when I noticed it was full of garbage. I knew in the dream that I was in a mindscape and I was to symbolically remove obstacles and 'mind garbage' from my own self.
I began with garbage close to the water, diving in and taking it out- cups, paper, 'manmade things', and as I delved out into the more natural parts of the pool (where it abutted with the mangrove) there were rocks and plants growing in the water, and I started removing them. As I worked the water began to clear (it was dark and murky at first). I awoke before it cleared completely, but it had improved a lot at the time I woke up.
I had full lucidity on what I was supposed to do.
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**CFTraveler** · 29th May 2012, 03:03 PM

So I was in a dream I don't remember any details about, other than I was in someone's kitchen (It wasn't mine in the dream either) and someone was telling me that a great trick to add fragrance to a kitchen was to get the cloth napkins (who has cloth napkins, lol?) and to spritz them with water infused with lemongrass oil and sage, and to put them in a microwave for five seconds or so.
Then you put them on the table and it'll make your clean house smell cleaner.

Then I woke up, thinking it was a great idea, except I don't have cloth napkins, or lemongrass oil. But I have lemons and sage.
And dishtowels.

**CFTraveler** · 31st May 2012, 09:36 PM

The past two days:
May 30th: (Night before) I was in a house or a dorm or a hospital. (Not sure, it was a group place with beds in it.) There were some of us (my hubby and I) and some friends from our past (married friends and others). I was in my bed when one of the guys (who I used to know and had no romantic notions about ever) got into bed with me and tried to get into my pants. I told him no, and his wife and my husband were in another part of the room (we were in full sight of them) and he didn't stop. I finally told him I'd think about it if he stopped trying at that moment. I then proceeded to go to bed, wondering if I was going to follow through to my promise. Although I usually don't make promises I don't keep, I kept telling myself I had to tell him this to make him stop. It didn't occur to me to get up, but there may have been some dual awareness there (of me in the bed) and I might have been paralyzed. I certainly wasn't lucid.

On the one last night I was on a trip to somewhere in the desert (Arizona or New Mexico, I'm not sure) with Alex and Eddie Van Halen. In the past I have dreamed that my husband is related to them (cousins) and he's not, and I think this dream was along those lines. In the dream we were on our way somewhere when Alex had to do some charity work to go help a woman in the desert, and after we were done helping him (I don't know what, at the time it seemed inconvenient but logical) we were on the way to wherever we were going. There was a really dilapidated house and a filthy bathroom in the dream, and I was glad to be on my way out of there.

**CFTraveler** · 9th June 2012, 04:18 PM

I got up in the middle of the night and went back to sleep- I then had about three dreams, that seemed to follow each other.

In the first one I was in my grandmother's house, the one she lived in when I was a child. My great grandmother lived there until I was around 17, when she passed. The house was subdivided (in the dream) in a cube-within a cube- the core was dark, so dark it was impossible to see, and the surrounding was illuminated. My grandmother was looking for her mother (my abuelita) and she couldn't find her. I was helping her look for her in the darkness. I felt the same melancholy I felt all day and I don't know if this feeling caused the dream or if it illustrated something that's happening (perhaps in my head). In the dream I had the rote that my grandmother was alive but my abuelita was dead. (side note: I have seen my abuelita in projection in this 'house', and it's not 'where' she was before.
I then woke up realizing both my grandmother and great grandmother are no longer here.

Then I dreamt I was in my mother's house (where she and my grandmother lived in the last part of their lives) and she was crying over my grandmother's death. It was a similar context- she was 'alive' and my grandma was 'dead', in this more recent environment. I was initially there to comfort her, but then the environment changed. I think I woke up and went back to sleep a few more times, but in this part of the dream, her house became a huge mansion that looked like a theme-park 'haunted mansion', will lots of 'fake' special effects- a closet with holographic 'scary goblins' that were more fun than anything, and a bunch of different artifacts, 'Harry Potter' style 'magic' stuff that revealed itself to be special effects; and I wondered how much money she spent to 'pimp out' the place.
I knew this was for my benefit, because I love the haunted house motif and her and I had always a shared love of all 'paranormal' motifs, from the horror to all the 'Forteana' type of stuff. At the end of this dream I am very hungry (which makes sense, because I didn't eat last night) and am looking for something to eat in her huge kitchen. In it I find all kinds of prepackaged 'typical criollo' favorites, and some I'd never seen before, but looked yummy. I don't think I ate.

Then I went to another dream in which everything was beautiful and full of gold and jewels. I received a bunch of diamonds (I think my mother was there, but I don't think she gave them to me- this part is fuzzy, it could have been her but I don't remember her giving them to me). I then half awoke and started coughing because I had what felt like rocks in my mouth. I spit one out and it looked like the diamond I had been given in the dream. I then held on to it and went back to sleep, knowing it was a hypnopomp, but holding on to it nonetheless. I then slept some more and had more 'diamond' dreams. When I woke up my hand was still closed in a fist, but there was nothing in it.
So I got up.

**CFTraveler** · 22nd June 2012, 01:03 AM

This morning, two dreams, both uncomfortable.
In one I'm at my mother's house. She looks exceptionally beautiful, as when she was in her twenties, but her eyes are a different color- green, as her grandmother.
She has two babies and I have one. When I go to her bedroom, she has neglected them, and one of them is dead, and the other one is dying.
I scold her and berate them for not taking care of them. She seems not to care, and I try to nurse the one that is alive back.
I go to my room and my baby is very much alive and fat. I feed him, and then try to take care of my mom's neglected baby, and as I hold my (big) baby I try to also bottle feed hers. What happened to the dead one is not clear- it was not a skeleton but so thin and pitiful that I think as I nursed the live one the dead one began to come back somehow.
I don't remember how it ended, or how it transitioned to the other dream. I think I got up to pee and had no liminal visions or anything- from dream to awake and then back to sleep.

Second dream:
Now we're in 'our old neighborhood'- except it isn't from this reality. We are in an apartment building (previously visited dreamscape, it's here somewhere) and there is a party in the neighborhood. They are going to close the streets for the party. My husband has gone somewhere and I'm waiting for him to come back, although I'm not really in a party mood. My son has gone out on the street, very much into this party. I can see him enjoying himself. I then hear voices speaking about him, and there is something about opening or closing doors (something about doors, anyway). I wake up, and no liminals either. I tried to keep my eyes closed and will something to come in, but nothing.

**CFTraveler** · 22nd June 2012, 10:34 PM

Was in some sort of retreat, it was a retreat for lightworkers or something like that. There was a large gathering, and I moved off to the side and sat on a table. Next to me was a man, who told me 'this is my work', and gave me a card. In the card was a picture of two small children, who looked like they were very thin, like starving, and their bodies were covered with a horrible pustular rash. They were obviously alive, but looked really bad.
I saw it and gave him the card and said 'I'm not going to look' and looked away from him, not shocked, but in deep disapproval. I then walked away from him, and another lady from the group said "I see 'he' is here. I don't know why he keeps coming to these gatherings.
I then intuited that this man was equal to the rest of the women or beings there, but they didn't like him, however they didn't interfere with him. I think he was an archetype, for disease or death, not sure. (I think it was disease, because the children were up and walking). I sort of felt sorry for him, but he didn't seem sorry to be shunned (or just tolerated.)
I woke up, wondering about this.

**CFTraveler** · 25th June 2012, 03:35 PM

I was at a friend's house visiting. She left the room and I could see it was raining outside, and there were leaks all through the house. I didn't understand how they had all this water coming in- even in the bedroom. They didn't seem bothered by it. I then spoke to her mother or grandmother, and I saw a card and picked it up. There was more but I have forgotten.
Then I was at another friend's house. This was one of my high school friends (long time ago). I discovered she had written a book (or someone had, and she had the book) and I found it. I went to ask this old person if I could have it, because it was about me. One of the reasons that I wanted to see it is because in the story she had said I had cancer, and I wanted to know if I survived in the story. I was allowed the book and was on my way out of the house when I woke up.