Dream interpretation

say what said:
The last few nights I've been having weird story dreams, but what's always consistent is that my grandparents are still alive, and then something happens to my grandfather and I panic because I don't want him to die again (within the dream, I know he's died before)....regardless of what I do, he ends up in a very fragile and weak state...and then I wake up.

It's been putting me in awful moods early in the morning too!
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That's hard to deal with. I used to have dreams that my mother would come knocking on the door, I wasn't lucid then so I didn't know it wasn't real in the dream but I still knew in the dream that she had died and these dreams were pretty traumatizing. I think that's part of the reason I started to become lucid actually, I think the repeated reality jarring trained my subconscious to recognize the dream state.
 
I was having a dream one morning that almost on the tip of the moment between sleep and awaking. It's weird. Apparently, I was dressing a wound with a bandaid, but there was a sense of some voice or feeling saying that either I was dressing or covering up the wrong wound. For a moment, I almost thought I saw the wound move to avoid the being dressed, as if to say "you're dressing the wrong wound. mine is fine. tend the other one." It was weird. I was awake after that. It seems the message was I was focusing on, caring for or tending to the wrong person or situation. Maybe I need to redirect my attentions and interests in regards to care elsewhere. Not sure what that means. Vewwy interesting.
 
sprinkles said:
That's hard to deal with. I used to have dreams that my mother would come knocking on the door, I wasn't lucid then so I didn't know it wasn't real in the dream but I still knew in the dream that she had died and these dreams were pretty traumatizing. I think that's part of the reason I started to become lucid actually, I think the repeated reality jarring trained my subconscious to recognize the dream state.
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I'm so sorry, Sprinkles. I can't imagine that happening to my mom. I was extremely close to my grandparents, so I can relate to how emotionally draining it is....it's almost like I relive their death again. It's weird, I never had dreams like this after my grandmother died...but since my gramps died in Oct- I get them...and it's always reliving his death, and how he was so confined to his body during that time. I suppose it suggests that I was more shaken by him passing and watching him die than I realized.

How do you practice lucid dreaming? I guess I'm not really sure what lucid dreaming really is....I can change a lot of what goes on in my dreams - mostly aesthetics and sometimes actions...but I can never stop my gramps from dying in my dreams.

Like last night, we were at their old house (I haven't been there in about 14 years), and it was christmas. We rushed downstairs in the morning, and he fell coming down the stairs and hurt himself...then he just progressed worse and worse. I tried calling 911 but couldn't dial it correctly, or get the right address....very frustrating.
 
Framed said:
I was having a dream one morning that almost on the tip of the moment between sleep and awaking. It's weird. Apparently, I was dressing a wound with a bandaid, but there was a sense of some voice or feeling saying that either I was dressing or covering up the wrong wound. For a moment, I almost thought I saw the wound move to avoid the being dressed, as if to say "you're dressing the wrong wound. mine is fine. tend the other one." It was weird. I was awake after that. It seems the message was I was focusing on, caring for or tending to the wrong person or situation. Maybe I need to redirect my attentions and interests in regards to care elsewhere. Not sure what that means. Vewwy interesting.
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Interesting. I like your interpretation! It does seem like you're misplacing your attentions- or you feel that you're misplacing your intentions.
 
[MENTION=10252]say what[/MENTION]
Lucid dreaming is awareness of your dream while you're dreaming it. Controlling the dream is part of awareness, but the other part is being able to recognize that the dream is a dream and that whatever happens in it, it's still a dream so actually you'll be just fine.

There's a few parts in the process to begin lucid dreaming. One of the first steps is to log your dreams when you wake up so that you can remember as much of your dreams as possible, this connects your waking consciousness with your sleep consciousness and the knowledge feeds back on itself.

The next step is to practice being lucid while you're awake and determine "Is this a dream, or not a dream?" Get into this habit and your mind might begin to naturally ask this question while you sleep, which can trigger awareness of the dream.

You can also meditate while falling asleep to increase your present awareness and put yourself out of body so that your body falls asleep but your awareness stays awake and dreams begin directly.
 
I think its interesting...

[video=youtube;XjoqsIgJTk0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjoqsIgJTk0[/video]
 
I had a dream that I was doing iving south down either st rd 41 (49?) Or I65 but that was mever really mentioned. I was going to meet jay from jay and silent bob but he was being played by the guy from SLC Punk. Anywho there was a horror theme to the dream and I was writing a book about it. What stands out is at the end me, him, and two or three random but pertinent to the story women were in a tree house wrapping up our summary to what we just experienced in paper gracery bag. The bag was really jacked ip amd didn't cover it well. Also there was a visor part, kind of like a nuns habit or a porch roof on the book. Idk why that was needed but it was.

So part of the dream entailed me seeing a gal I knew from high school at a lowes along this road. It was right next to an Ace hardware and I put something in my pocket and forgot to pay. So then I went and paid. Also this girl sjowed me a halloween decoration that you would take a metal oil funnel in each hand and touch these two parts so that it would look like you were electrocuting yourself with it.
 
I had the worst dream last night. I think I’m going to go ahead and call it a nightmare. Here it goes:

I was in Philadelphia with an old friend of mine, driving on Interstate 95, and even though we were driving, I felt like I was in an airplane with her and we were getting ready for take-off. I started to get an uneasy feeling because I knew she was going to talk me into something that I was later going to regret saying yes to. Next thing you know, we are on a bus headed for NYC, almost like the ones seniors take on trips to the casino. Anyhow, I now realize that she has indeed convinced me to do something I normally wouldn’t want to do. I am extremely uncomfortable. I start to look through a black bag I brought with me, but I am not exactly sure what I am looking for. Then I stop to wonder what exactly she had planned for us once we got to NYC…I started to become even more uncomfortable. How were we even friends? We like such different things. I started to calm myself by thinking of my perfect scenario…dinner at a restaurant, stopping at shops selling macabre items, book stores, the culture of Little Italy and Chinatown…then I look over at C--- and I start to get anxious again. I would have to drag her to these places by her hair. I then see her thoughts and there was nothing good about them. She wanted to go to night clubs and party all night. I feel sick. I am then interrupted by the bus driver. He is making a bathroom stop right before entering the tunnel leading to NYC. I get out and start looking around. I wander into a clothing store and look in the mirror. I am wearing a short black dress, black jacket, and knee-high black boots. The problem is, they are way too big on me! I look like I am swimming in them! I go back to the bus to get my black bag to find a new outfit. I am looking everywhere and I can’t find it. The bus starts to move. I am now walking up and down the aisles looking for my belongings. Now I am pissed. I didn’t even want to go on this trip and now someone is going to take my shit?!?! Whoever it was, they were going to get hit with the rage I have been holding in for the first half of the ride! I am now yelling at people to move their feet to see if there is anything they are hiding under their feet and I am opening the overhead storage areas. Someone has it and I am going to find it. Then I realize…the bus left C--- behind! Maybe this is my chance to take the next bus or train back, once we reach our destination! I start to feel hopeful. Then I realize, all of my money was in my damn bag that was stolen! How the hell am I going to get home with no money?!?! Now I am livid. Dream over.

I know this does not seem like a worst dream for most people, but this scenario really is for me. Truly horrifying. I hate nightclubs. Passionately.
 
I am so very bored.

Note: If you want to try lucid dreaming this is how you can accomplish it. In your waking life, concentrate hard on changing the things around you. Believe you can move things with your mind, cause things to materialize out of thin air ext. While you are doing it, believe that if you concentrate hard enough, you really can do it. Practice a couple times a day for a few minutes or longer. This act will naturally transfer into your dreaming state eventually and more often than not, when you actually start to change things by concentrating on them, you will also realize when you are dreaming and when you are not. I figured this out by complete accident when I was very young.

I have done some very cool things in my dreams as a result.

Concerning sleeping position, I have noticed that the type of dream you have seems to change with your sleeping position. If you sleep on your right side you get one thing, on your left another etc...

Had a very odd dream last night. Was thinking about posting here but then I realized it was just too broken up to make any sense.
 
Eventhorizon said:
I am so very bored.

Note: If you want to try lucid dreaming this is how you can accomplish it. In your waking life, concentrate hard on changing the things around you. Believe you can move things with your mind, cause things to materialize out of thin air ext. While you are doing it, believe that if you concentrate hard enough, you really can do it. Practice a couple times a day for a few minutes or longer. This act will naturally transfer into your dreaming state eventually and more often than not, when you actually start to change things by concentrating on them, you will also realize when you are dreaming and when you are not. I figured this out by complete accident when I was very young.

I have done some very cool things in my dreams as a result.

Concerning sleeping position, I have noticed that the type of dream you have seems to change with your sleeping position. If you sleep on your right side you get one thing, on your left another etc...

Had a very odd dream last night. Was thinking about posting here but then I realized it was just too broken up to make any sense.
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Dreams usually are broken up, so that would be understandable. Post!! Odd is interesting!
 
I dont remember enough of it now to make any type of a connection to anything.

It had something to do with me trying to get away from a group of...people. In the process of running I took an elevator and I found myself at a swimming pool. I began using the swimming pool to learn and teach others how to fight them although I dont remember a large group of people actually being there. There was this odd dwarf PC little person) who had a couple of spark plugs sticking out of his hat and he kept telling me that when I was ready to put the plan in motion, I needed to take one as it would act like the switch to get things rolling.

It was much more involved than that but thats what I remember.
 
 
Have at. This was a stupid dream not nearly as involved as most of the ones I remember.

Myself and my two brothers ended up at a house where my brother had met the owners at some point in his life. I remember being at an auction where this house had been up for sale. At some point in the dream I was in my brothers car and it wasn’t working well so we pulled into this houses driveway because it was a place he knew. When we got there, no one was home so he said well let ourselves in, they will understand. While there, he really made himself at home, started taking food and putting it outside on a table. He basically turned it into a party. The whole time I was thinking we don’t know these people and they wont be happy about this if they find out. Don’t mess anything up so we can leave without a trace.
I started to explore the house and ended up in the kitchen which was very dark (I have no idea why but who doesn’t end up in the kitchen of a house) and I found a door behind the refrigerator. When the door opened it led to two more doors situated in kind of in a closet sized space. I opened the one on the right and almost immediately these 3 foot tall skeletons started rushing the door. I wasn’t scared of them (few things scare me in dreams anymore), just worried about how many there were and that I couldn’t let them into this world not knowing what they would do. I saw a long white corridor stretch out behind the door with glass on the left, a white wall on the right and a sudo long ramp leading up to the door itself. The whole thing looked like it was in a building of some sort with an open ceiling to the outside. It was very well lit, probably by a noon day sun type of light. I knew I couldn’t let them out because people would freak about about them so I closed the door but the lock did not work very well. When the door was closed I doubted the lock would last long with all the banging on the other side but I decided to check out what was behind the other door anyway. I opened it and there was another long corridor but this one looked like it might be in a garage. It was darker and was lit by the type of light you might find in a garage. I had a bit more time to look here but eventually people showed up at the other end of the ramp leading to the door. I don’t know why but I was worried about them. I thought, where are you from because you cant just have another world of this size hiding behind a door in someone’s house. When I saw the people I tried to close this door but it would not close well either. So I yelled I needed help and retreated, this time exiting the main door and found a large piece of furniture that might have been a couch to put against the first door that lead to the other two. As I jammed the furniture against the door I figured the door with the skeletons was probably open at this point and wondered how the two groups were getting along in there. I felt a bit of unease that I had just let two worlds come together in there but was glad it was not yet spilling into our own as well. I thought, why do these people have these two doors that lead to these places in their house? I then thought it must be because the house had just been bought by them and they had not yet found the time to fix them correctly yet so they had put a refrigerator in front of them. I kept thinking damn it, these people are now going to know we were in their house screwing with stuff.
We made our way outside in time to see them to drive up and pull around the back of the house. I knew they saw us at that point and I did not want to have to explain what we were doing there so I go in my brothers suv hoping my brothers would soon come as well. I also thought that even if that did not happen I at least would not have to hear the conversation which couldn’t be good by any standard. Eventually I decided to turn the car around so we could get out of there faster but as I did, I realized the car had no brakes. They weren’t even there to use. Also, I couldn’t figure out how to turn the car off once it was on so I started driving in circles in their yard trying to get it to stop. Eventually I got it to stop, got out and headed over to where my brother was talking to the people. Everyone was smiling. There was no problem with us being there. He had given them a ton of money and that seemed to clear up any misunderstanding. Eventually I woke around this time.

BTW I write better than this, but I typed this and edited it in the space of about 20 minutes on only one cup of coffee. Its a trade off with dreams you know, if you are awake enough to write well about them, you are too awake to remember details and vs versa.
 
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I had a dream last night that gum was stuck to my teeth. No matter how hard I tried to pull it off, it would not budge. I felt that it was stripping off the enamel the more I pulled at it. I was so distraught. Then, three of the teeth became loose and eventually fell out. I tasted blood in my mouth. I am devastated. My husband is now there and I was crying telling him what was going on. He calmed me down and told me not to worry. We would go to N--'s office and get dental implants (sister in law is dentist). Dream over.

I have had this dream several times before. The background details are different but the main issue is the gum stuck on my teeth. I think it is important to point out that I have a strong hatred for chewing gum. It offends me. Seriously. I will leave a room if there is someone there that is chewing gum. It makes me gag.

E.g. I was watching a show the other night, and they were in Seattle, Washington. They happened to come across the Seattle Gum Wall and just seeing it on t.v. made me gag. I immediately changed the channel. I was horrified that they there would be such a wall standing. Made me shiver.

So, after reading that, I'm sure you can see how this dream was truly disgusting for me.
 
Theres actually a good amount of interpretation concerning teeth falling out or breaking in dreams. Google it and it will appear.
 
Eventhorizon said:
Theres actually a good amount of interpretation concerning teeth falling out or breaking in dreams. Google it and it will appear.
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I did see that there were several different interpretations for teeth falling out, but that is not the main concern of the dream. In the dream, the teeth can be fixed...it's the gum on them that is really the main issue. I mentioned that it was a reoccurring dream, but this is the first time teeth fell out. But again, the problem for me was the gum. I read something about it meaning I'm not expressing what I really want to say...holding back. I don't know about that. But who knows?
 
CrazyBeautiful said:
I did see that there were several different interpretations for teeth falling out, but that is not the main concern of the dream. In the dream, the teeth can be fixed...it's the gum on them that is really the main issue. I mentioned that it was a reoccurring dream, but this is the first time teeth fell out. But again, the problem for me was the gum. I read something about it meaning I'm not expressing what I really want to say...holding back. I don't know about that. But who knows?
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Right. You dont really seem to be the type to hold back. :)
 
I don't usually remember my dreams but I have remembered several nightMares lately. I seem to be dreaming of everybody that I love's death or of them having died. Each dream is totally different and is just about one person dying or me recalling to someone in the dream how they died. They're unpleasant.

I also dreamt of my husband being maimed in a very particular way but not of him dying. I think I can figure the meaning of that one ;-)
 
Last night I had a dream that I was in a mall and the kiosks in the middle of the walkways were filled with beautiful red roses. Even though I knew I was in a mall, it was also the New York Stock Exchange. People were everywhere, looking at screens, making trades...complete organized chaos. As the roses started to grow right before our eyes, the brokers became more excited as they watched the ticker symbols run across a screen that circulated around the walls. The roses were up and rising steadily. I then see this koi pond right in the middle of it all. It hardly had any water in it. There was a big koi lying in there, and it was the color of pure gold. It looked very content. I poured water over it and it wriggled around a little like it enjoyed it, but I could tell the water wasn't necessary. It didn't need the water to stay alive. This fish was going to live forever regardless. This made me smile. I looked up again at the beautiful roses and touched one. Dream over.
 
I dreamed I was made of mahjong tiles.

Not like having a human shaped body made of mahjong tiles stacked together like legos or something, no. My body was just one huge mahjong tile and my limbs were stacks of big mahjong tiles, I think it was about 5 tiles for each one and the tiles just kind of floated in a line with a small space between, not even attached.

I thought "this dream is really strange!" and then I woke up. Then I went back to sleep and solved a dream Rubik's cube.
 
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