The Dream Thread

[VanAlioSaldo]

Wait, like, you were traveling along a line of people including flying alongside this line of people just to get your dinner?

[AnthroHeart]

I moved through the crowd by mysterious means. I was able to get through them. Took dinner at another less crowded place.

[VanAlioSaldo]

Did anyone have any specific features or did anything particular happen that surprised you? Do you think your dream has a deeper meaning? I feel mine does.

[AnthroHeart]

I was building a power plant on an island that used the wind to turn a turbine.

[Minyatur]

Not smoking actually helped me dream more. In my dream last night I was working to heal the planet, it felt as if I was pouring very small amount of light/love into a pitch black darkness. I have very little to none emotions in my normal life but in my dream I was more emotive and my relations to certain persons I know showed me in some way my role toward them, I woke up with my chakras activated and today I feel empty of energy.

[AnthroHeart]

I rarely have friends in dreams.

[Minyatur]

I rarely have friends in dreams.

I never dreamed much but when I did I rarely was alone.

[Reaper]

Had a sad dream last night in which I was an older man who was forced to give up custody of his daughter for some reason (the details are sketchy). I remember kneeling on the ground and weeping profusely, enraged at my own helplessness. I felt like a terrible father, and knowing I would probably never see her again filled me with enormous grief.

I've never wanted children in this life, but through that dream I was able to understand just how strong the bond between parent and child is. It is a terrible thing to lose one's child.

[Reaper]

I dreamed I was in some sort of training facility/boot camp. I can't remember what it was for or why I was there. This gruff, older guy was one of my teachers, and he said I was weak and I needed to learn to withstand pain better. He then proceeded to beat me, hitting me over and over again. I started crying and he told me it would hurt worse if I didn't learn to keep quiet, so I forced myself to remain silent while he beat me. In many of my dreams my sense of pain is dulled, if not nonexistent, but in this dream I could feel it all quite vividly, and it hurt, a LOT. When he finally finished he said he was going to take me to a medic to make sure he hadn't permanently damaged me. When I woke up my body still hurt, as if all of it had been real. It kind of SUCKED.

[Minyatur]

I dreamed I was in some sort of training facility/boot camp. I can't remember what it was for or why I was there. This gruff, older guy was one of my teachers, and he said I was weak and I needed to learn to withstand pain better. He then proceeded to beat me, hitting me over and over again. I started crying and he told me it would hurt worse if I didn't learn to keep quiet, so I forced myself to remain silent while he beat me. In many of my dreams my sense of pain is dulled, if not nonexistent, but in this dream I could feel it all quite vividly, and it hurt, a LOT. When he finally finished he said he was going to take me to a medic to make sure he hadn't permanently damaged me. When I woke up my body still hurt, as if all of it had been real. It kind of SUCKED.

You seem to have it harsh 

[Reaper]

I am frequently tortured in my dreams. It blows.

[Aion]

I haven't remembered a dream in awhile, hmm.

[Minyatur]

I've dreamed about going on this forum, maybe I come here too much.

[Plenum]

I've dreamed about going on this forum, maybe I come here too much.

lol.

it's like your astral body wants to be here ... even when your physical body sleeps

[Minyatur]

I've dreamed about going on this forum, maybe I come here too much.

lol.

it's like your astral body wants to be here ... even when your physical body sleeps

Well this forum and it's community has helped me to go on the path of knowing myself in ways I could not phantom prior to coming here. 

It has a very special and lovely gravity. 

[Nicholas]

I want to share a dream I had back in February of 2013 which I have now called "The Shadow Dream".  Just a week or so prior to this dream I went cold turkey and abstained from my love affair with cannabis, the resin form of marijuana. It involved a lot of bed sweating and little sleep. I want to share the backdrop to this dream because my decision here was driven by my desire to face the self (again). It was a very short but powerful dream.

I awoke from sleeping (within my dream this is) and noticed that a Yorkshire Terrier dog was sitting on the floor looking at me from the bottom of my bed. I instantly looked at this dog with suspicion, it happened to be my least favourite type of dog. In response, this little dog showed its teeth at me. I was amused because I had always regarded these particular breeds as having 'little dog syndrome', as I termed it, so I gave a little growl in return. 
This time the terrier gave a larger growl back at me and its mouth seemed to grow a little in size. "Oh"! I remember thinking, ""you want to play with me do you"? So this time I imagined myself to be a lion and gave it a death stare, accompanied by a much more convincing growl. This time I was met with something unexpected. The terrier replied with not only a more ferocious growl, but his jaw and teeth grew much bigger in size. Also, his head and jaw seemed to get a lot nearer and the best image to describe this would be the one presented in that 1994 film called "The Mask" starring Jim Carrey. This mask lands on a dogs head and it becomes grossly exaggerated. (albeit in a CGI way).

"Right"! I thought "the gloves are off"!  How dare this puny, rabbit hunting creature (I adore rabbits) come into my bedroom and try to frighten me this way, and so I gave my absolute loudest and most ferocious roar as my final warning before I get out of bed and stamp on the little cretin. 

Oh dear   I shouldn't have done that because immediately afterwards the dogs head grew soo big, his growl soo loud and his teeth became soo close that I woke up drenched in sweat. Now the first thing that spooked me here was the fact that the last time I had had a nightmare was when I was 9-10 years old. What the heck?! 

Moving forward to now I fully realise that this dream was a test. Was I ready to love my shadow side? You see that little dog symbolised what I was actually frightened of the most and my disdain for it was merely a reflection of my fear/hatred of it. It had always baffled me how a dog so small could believe in posing a threat to me. I would boot the little s**t over the fence it it wanted a piece of me!

Carla spoke about this in her interview with Denise Wilbanks here (3.52 minutes in) and I watched this interview several months after this dream. She uses the wolf as the metaphor of our shadow side here and I believe Dion Fortune had a similar dream where her shadow was characterised by a wolf. Dion however chose to love the wolf in her dream, I however chose to fight mine.

So I failed the test, but I certainly got the message!

Finally though if anyone has yet to see this interview, it is well worth watching. Carla's essence, beingness shines through here and I have just had to dry my eyes again, such was the powerful reminder of accepting the parts of ourselves that we would prefer not to know about.

I love you Carla! (((   )))

[AnthroHeart]

There were tents that were set up in a shallow river, only about 6" to a foot deep. There was also furniture in them and I wondered how the furniture wouldn't be destroyed from the water. I wanted to stay in one, but my friend was with me. He was some sort of triangular creature, and everyone refused to let him enter. I got mad and took a book and sprayed oil from it over one of the people. It was just a little oil though.

[Aion]

Another dream being on or around a big ferry. Only thing that stands out clearly was opening and reading some of a book by 'Bailey Minyatur'. I guess related to Minyatur.

[Minyatur]

Another dream being on or around a big ferry. Only thing that stands out clearly was opening and reading some of a book by 'Bailey Minyatur'. I guess related to Minyatur.

Guess I should write books under that name just for you to have one to read.

[AnthroHeart]

It was all nightmares.

Got shot dozens of times, but didn't bleed. It hurt. I wanted hollow point bullets to shoot them back.
Told them to cut it out and they finally did.

Was watching a game show where one person had to kill another.
A man took a big needle spear and stuck it into a lady dozens of times, and sucked out blood and reinjected it into her in other places.

[Spaced]

I had a dream where I was faced with either joining a revolutionary group or siding with an established authoritarian power whose leader I seemed to already be acquainted with. I seemed to be close to the authoritarian leader and was discussing my choice with him, he seemed very honest and forthright in his beliefs but I simply did not agree with him. Meanwhile I did not know the revolutionaries at all and while I agreed with them ideologically I felt uncomfortable with their violent energy. I couldn't make up my mind about joining either side.

[Minyatur]

I had a dream where I was faced with either joining a revolutionary group or siding with an established authoritarian power whose leader I seemed to already be acquainted with. I seemed to be close to the authoritarian leader and was discussing my choice with him, he seemed very honest and forthright in his beliefs but I simply did not agree with him. Meanwhile I did not know the revolutionaries at all and while I agreed with them ideologically I felt uncomfortable with their violent energy. I couldn't make up my mind about joining either side.

Always choose the middle path to be away from it.

[Spaced]

Yeah, I think that was essentially the conclusion I came to.

[Minyatur]

Yeah, I think that was essentially the conclusion I came to.

Then an infinity later, you come to the conclusion you can't remain in the middle path forever.

[AnthroHeart]

Sometimes I hate my dreams.

The dream shifted and I found myself torturing a kind werewolf. I don't remember starting that.
But as soon as I realized, I stopped and cried out "wolfie!". Then shortly after I woke up.
And felt bad the whole day except for when I forgot about it.
I never chose to do that. It just happened.

[Bluebell]

i was living in a care center, like a home for tards and crazies... and there was this magical man. i had a cuddly bag of cinnamon and i called it Cinny. later the bag had turned into a kitten. i felt safe and accepted there at the home. everyone was a little kooky there. that's all i remember.

[isis]

I had yet another Edward Snowden dream...wth. I was in a classroom & he was my teacher & he was being mean to me.

[Bluebell]

someone has a crush

[Minyatur]

I had yet another Edward Snowden dream...wth. I was in a classroom & he was my teacher & he was being mean to me.

What was he teaching you?

[isis]

I had yet another Edward Snowden dream...wth. I was in a classroom & he was my teacher & he was being mean to me.

What was he teaching you?

I don't remember. I just remember the "teaching" went on for a long time...seemed more like a never-ending chastisement. I was sitting in the back of the classroom & towards the end of the dream he somehow got the impression I wasn't paying attention so he walked over to me & then said a lot of things to me with his voice raised but the only part I can remember is the last part: he told me to get my backpack off of the floor. so I picked it up & put it in my lap & then I woke up.