Share with us the dream you had last night.

I remember some for a while, or at least parts. Often, they involve walking/hiking. I attribute those to past hiking experiences. Some are combined with going through narrow stairways and passages of buildings or maybe a castle. Those I attribute to reading too much Franz Kafka. I remember one from 1979 or 1980 that involved being abducted by Space Aliens. Fortunately, no probing was involved. :) In that one I was paralyzed and could not move or cry out and woke up covered with sweat.
 

Yes, I remember mine. But then I woke up to find it fading fast.
Mine usually fade fast; really fast! Before being on medication, I’d usually never remember my dreams. What I do recall is being in a bad mood for no apparent reason. I believe my bad mood was dream related.
I’m considering lessening my prescription so I don’t sleep as much.
 
Most dreams I have are low key, kind of situational, just being somewhere and doing mundane things. I remember dreams better when there are people that I know involved.
 
Here's an interesting short video by Michio Kaku about the science of dreams.
Yayyy. Lucid dreaming IS a real thing.

Lucid dreams are when you know that you're dreaming while you're asleep. You're aware that the events flashing through your brain aren't really happening. But the dream feels vivid and real. You may even be able to control how the action unfolds, as if you're directing a movie in your sleep.

Lucid Dreams
 
In our Buddhist intentional community, we went for a couple years exploring our dreams. Each morning, we would discuss our dreams, and there meaning. We found that many times we would make connections between the activity in our dreams and what was happening in our lives. Other times the meaning seemed to lie hidden beneath something to obscure to understand. I have thought that dreams are our mind making connections that we cannot make in waking state. Our sub-conscious mixes with our conscious projections to create an "in-between" world. A world of its own, with a language of its own. Kinda like a movie we spontaneously create for ourselves. We found that sharing these escapades both revealing and very entertaining. :)
I actually did this with my children when they were small, in part so they would feel free to tell me about their dreams/nightmares as they got older and we could talk about what may have prompted those dreams. Not a daily practice but often enough to normalize sharing both good and bad dreams.

The sentence i made bold: While there are some archetypal symbols to large extent we each have our own 'dream language', in some cases its the frequency and details of how the archetypes show up and play out, some times people have symbols that are born of their life experiences.
 
In our Buddhist intentional community, we went for a couple years exploring our dreams. Each morning, we would discuss our dreams, and there meaning. We found that many times we would make connections between the activity in our dreams and what was happening in our lives. Other times the meaning seemed to lie hidden beneath something to obscure to understand. I have thought that dreams are our mind making connections that we cannot make in waking state. Our sub-conscious mixes with our conscious projections to create an "in-between" world. A world of its own, with a language of its own. Kinda like a movie we spontaneously create for ourselves. We found that sharing these escapades both revealing and very entertaining. :)
Before we moved out east, we had joined a Buddhist community. We sure miss it these days. I’m thinking of joining an online Buddhist community ( if there is such a thing )
Our Buddhism instructor gave a 15 minute meditation which we really loved. We joined when Covid first struck so masks were required.
 
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Yes, a good deal. Too much when younger, but that is when i had more 'bad' dreams. As a teen in 60's had a lot of apocalyptic and post apocalyptic dreams.

When i learned to meditate i used the self-hypnotic aspect of tgat state to filter my dreams. Not to remove bad dreams but to stop remembering every single one (many are just awareness of our brain processing recent events, selecting what we will consciously remember). As with all affirmations i make, i spent time choosing my words carefully so i would still recall any dream that had messages for me, from subconscious or 'higher self'.

One of the main indicators of my sleep apnea was loss of dreaming because i had always awakened knowing i'd dreamt even if i didn't recall because of the filters i'd put on. Once on CPAP dreams returned. Interestingly during last sleep test, they told me the highest instance of apnea events was during REM sleep.
 
Yayyy. Lucid dreaming IS a real thing.

Lucid dreams are when you know that you're dreaming while you're asleep. You're aware that the events flashing through your brain aren't really happening. But the dream feels vivid and real. You may even be able to control how the action unfolds, as if you're directing a movie in your sleep.

Lucid Dreams

Not only that but one contemporary psychologist has studied people who lucid dream and thinks they tend to be less fearful (which reduces worry, stress) because they often have confronted and overcome their primal fears in dreams. Which begs the question: When will they consider that teaching people to lucid dream could be beneficial?
 
Not only that but one contemporary psychologist has studied people who lucid dream and thinks they tend to be less fearful (which reduces worry, stress) because they often have confronted and overcome their primal fears in dreams. Which begs the question: When will they consider that teaching people to lucid dream could be beneficial?
Most, if not all, of my lucid dreaming has been just before losing one of my pets. They come to thank me for caring for them. All my dogs and my 18 year old cat and one of my rabbits, communicated to me through lucid dreams. We ran and played in fields full of flowers. Most people will think this is pure BS but I don’t care. It was more real than real life.

I think I have nightmares now because the drugs I’m on make me sleep too much.
 
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I have this dream many times, I am getting off work and I do not have a ride home, so I have to walk
and the walk is back where I lived as a teenager. The walk takes a long time and I dream of all the sites along the way. Sometimes I try to call my mother but I cannot find her phone number, so I walk.
 
I have this dream many times, I am getting off work and I do not have a ride home, so I have to walk
and the walk is back where I lived as a teenager. The walk takes a long time and I dream of all the sites along the way. Sometimes I try to call my mother but I cannot find her phone number, so I walk.
Consider how you feel, both in the dream and when you wake. How did you feel about the place you lived as teenager? Is there a pattern to what is going on in your life when you have this dream? You don't have to tell us, but thinking about the answers might help you understand it.
 
I can remember them for about three minutes after I wake up.

They're all Cecil B. DeMille, cast of thousands epics, co-directed by James Cameron and based on Stephen King novels. I'm not kidding. I never dream about running through a meadow of daisies with a cute dog by my side and a kitten in my arms. Oh, no, wherever I am, it's always being hit by a comet or an earthquake or aliens have landed. I'm always trying to find someone and I can't run and I fall down a lot. A lot. When I run in dreams, my knees lock up and I have to run on stiff legs. Or through quicksand.

Sometimes I wake up exhausted and confused. Once I woke up with my heartrate at 144 and 202 blood pressure. That landed me in the hospital when it wouldn't go down.
 
Consider how you feel, both in the dream and when you wake. How did you feel about the place you lived as teenager? Is there a pattern to what is going on in your life when you have this dream? You don't have to tell us, but thinking about the answers might help you understand it.
I wake up and think why am I haven't that dream again. I do not know why as nothing I can relate to in my life. I was happy as a teenager and loved where I lived, maybe that is it with fond memories. Anyway, it is something to think about and wonder like you suggested.
 
Have mentioned on this board before that I have always dreamed 100% of the time I am asleep, even if just for mere moments. Thus my brain does not obey the usual REM sleep narrative. Accordingly have a vast dream neural structure in memory that is often revisited though recalling much upon waking always fades in seconds. As an exceptionally logical adult, that is also the case in my dreams. Am not a lucid dreamer though occasionally am aware I am dreaming.

Also understand why dreams flow the way they do due to mental morphing. A common dream is returning to parking lots and not finding my vehicle, an emotional bummer. That occurs due to morphing. I am increasing becoming aware in my dreams that is occurring then usually wake up. Another common dream is being in large multistory buildings, communicating with lots of people. Likely from working in corporate work places and schools. Infrequent nightmare kinds of dreams are multiple tornadoes in a city and along seashores, giant waves, both of which reflect actual scary experiences when younger. As an elite skier, my most enjoyable dreams are skiing. Rarely have dreams about secks because such quickly wakes me up.
 
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Last night I had two very vivid, highly detailed and memorable dreams - both work related and filled with frustration and total lack of comprehension as to what was happening. I've had similar dreams as far as concerning work, frustration, and being non-sensible, but not for some time. They always include one or two real people from my work life, but everything else is strange. The icing on the cake is at the end of the dream I realize, "wait a minute, I'm retired (18 years), so I don't have to go to work"!
 
I have dreams about where I worked over the years, some going back 20 years ago. I am doing the work as I did back then but I get frustrated in my dream doing the same work. I no longer work but that is what I sometimes dream about with the same people from way back in time.
 
Sometimes I jot some notes about dream. Like this one. I was in some sort of small crowd (maybe in a small-city's park) on a warm sunny day. The whole group is slowly moving forward, and I was walking along the right-hand edge of it. I come to a place where there's a sort of pedestal... maybe made of an 8"x8" timber, buried the ground, with its flat top standing at about four feet.

On the pedestal sits a neat stack of disk-shaped objects, about 5" in diameter, each wrapped in butcher paper or newsprint. There are a few guys, not walking with the crowd but standing by the "pedestal". Since I'm peering at the stacked discs and wondering what they are, one of the guys says, "Take one. Those are gold."

So I take one of these paper-wrapped things. I drift from the crowd and walk to some motel room that (in the dream) I know to be the place I'm booked to stay in. There's somebody else in the room (someone not familiar from my waking life). But I ignore that person. I start to unwrap the disk, and at first it seems like a barbell weight that would weigh maybe 4 lbs, but it feels heavier.

It's also shinier — and when fully unwrapped, I realize it is gold. Unlike an actual barbell weight, which would normally have about a one-inch-diameter hole in the center, it has about a 1/4" hole there. But the disk has a couple randomly placed one-inch holes drilled elsewhere. While puzzling about all this, I wake up.
 

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