Once again I have failed. I tried to concentrate really hard but I got distracted. It's difficult for me to concentrate on things for too long. I have only tried lucid dreaming and making myself wake up without an alarm clock once each. So I will continue trying. I've also started gathering troops. I somehow convinced my skeptic of a 16 year old brother to attempt waking himself up. His wrestling friend, another precious little trouble maker, was also intrigued and will be trying. I expect reports in the morning.
Instead of waking up at the time I determined, I had more severely twisted dreams. The dreams involved private planes, six mostly naked men doused in body oil carrying me while I was in a small speed boat or a hot air balloon basket, Xena running in the woods and finally an above ground pool full of me, someone else and a bunch of pigs or hogs. Someone got mad and threw a hog out of the pool over the edge. It was incredibly disturbing.
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
A short shout out and a new experiment.
I'd like to take a minute to recognize two very important people in MMATM's life. Without Noelle and Christine, I would not be where I am today. Their support has helped this starving baby of a blog grow into the selfish infant stealing cookies out of the oven before they're finished that it is today. (That was NOT a reference to my childhood.) Their feedback is much appreciated and has provided the necessary encouragement to keep me afloat. It has also provided me with fun new ways to test myself physically and mentally.
Which brings me to my latest attempt at conquering the world of dreams. Noelle told me about something her mom used to do before falling asleep and swears by. This is how Noelle described it:
Your mind needs to be perfectly clear. Don't think of anything you have to do or anything you're worried about. Picture yourself on a cliff but you're not facing the cliff, your back is to it. Focus on the image strongly. Then picture a small rock or pebble in your hand. Bring your arm up and throw the rock behind you off the cliff but as you're throwing it over your shoulder think of the time that you want to wake up and you'll wake up at that time.
WOW! I can't pass up this experiment. Hopefully it goes better that the lucid dreaming failure that ended with my dad breaking his legs and yelling at me while driving through a graveyard last night. If it works I'm going to teach it to Christina so she can replace that obnoxious, ulcer-inducing, dancing and singing hippo with this peaceful alternative to an alarm clock.
(Ms. Knopf... Come to Boston! We have a blow-up mattress that's calling your name!!)
Which brings me to my latest attempt at conquering the world of dreams. Noelle told me about something her mom used to do before falling asleep and swears by. This is how Noelle described it:
Your mind needs to be perfectly clear. Don't think of anything you have to do or anything you're worried about. Picture yourself on a cliff but you're not facing the cliff, your back is to it. Focus on the image strongly. Then picture a small rock or pebble in your hand. Bring your arm up and throw the rock behind you off the cliff but as you're throwing it over your shoulder think of the time that you want to wake up and you'll wake up at that time.
WOW! I can't pass up this experiment. Hopefully it goes better that the lucid dreaming failure that ended with my dad breaking his legs and yelling at me while driving through a graveyard last night. If it works I'm going to teach it to Christina so she can replace that obnoxious, ulcer-inducing, dancing and singing hippo with this peaceful alternative to an alarm clock.
(Ms. Knopf... Come to Boston! We have a blow-up mattress that's calling your name!!)
I'm a failure.
Ok so my experiment with lucid dreaming didn't go quite as planned. I didn't even come to the conclusion that I was dreaming in the dream. It was like any other dream. I did remember it though and it was a little creepy.
Brief synopsis of the creepiest part:
My dad and I were on Comm Ave in front of Sicilia's and a vehicle backed into his legs causing him to fall to the floor in immense pain at which point I called the police who took forever to arrive. I was extremely worried about the result this accident would have on his hockey career. I thought he was doomed forever and became sad but then my dad stood up, said he was fine and forced me to get into our car. He sped off and I yelled at him for speeding and he told me to shut up because I'm always yelling about nothing. We drove for a while through hilly terrain swerving between strange houses and tombstones.
The creepiest thing about the dream is that last night my boss, who encouraged me to try this lucid dreaming business, had a dream with his mother in it and she slipped and was injured. After her injury, she yelled at him for going too fast while running on the ice. I know it's not quite the same thing... but it's similar enough to have creeped me out. I feel like our dream worlds are strangely connected. Or were last night. It makes me wonder who else's dreams mine relate to. What affect do we have on dreams other than our own? Do we have an affect at all?
Some people are connected spiritually somehow. They must be. For example, Tara and I have a strange connection. Weird things often happen with our lives that we notice when discussing them in detail. The strongest connection seems to be found in our love lives. They are rarely both good at the same time. We are rarely both happy with whatever situation we are in. When one has good luck, the other tends to have bad. We have weird dreams about each other that seem to tell a lot about whatever situation is going on at the time. The strangest thing to happen was probably about a summer ago. I forget exactly what happened but she was in Connecticut and I in Indiana and something bad happened to her and I had a dream that night about how she was crying hysterically. I woke up in a terrible mood and found out later she was having a rough time. Maybe we're twins!!! Or maybe I'm just making it up. I can never tell.
Brief synopsis of the creepiest part:
My dad and I were on Comm Ave in front of Sicilia's and a vehicle backed into his legs causing him to fall to the floor in immense pain at which point I called the police who took forever to arrive. I was extremely worried about the result this accident would have on his hockey career. I thought he was doomed forever and became sad but then my dad stood up, said he was fine and forced me to get into our car. He sped off and I yelled at him for speeding and he told me to shut up because I'm always yelling about nothing. We drove for a while through hilly terrain swerving between strange houses and tombstones.
The creepiest thing about the dream is that last night my boss, who encouraged me to try this lucid dreaming business, had a dream with his mother in it and she slipped and was injured. After her injury, she yelled at him for going too fast while running on the ice. I know it's not quite the same thing... but it's similar enough to have creeped me out. I feel like our dream worlds are strangely connected. Or were last night. It makes me wonder who else's dreams mine relate to. What affect do we have on dreams other than our own? Do we have an affect at all?
Some people are connected spiritually somehow. They must be. For example, Tara and I have a strange connection. Weird things often happen with our lives that we notice when discussing them in detail. The strongest connection seems to be found in our love lives. They are rarely both good at the same time. We are rarely both happy with whatever situation we are in. When one has good luck, the other tends to have bad. We have weird dreams about each other that seem to tell a lot about whatever situation is going on at the time. The strangest thing to happen was probably about a summer ago. I forget exactly what happened but she was in Connecticut and I in Indiana and something bad happened to her and I had a dream that night about how she was crying hysterically. I woke up in a terrible mood and found out later she was having a rough time. Maybe we're twins!!! Or maybe I'm just making it up. I can never tell.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
I will flick you.
I am looking to conquer a new frontier: dreams.
This goal was inspired by one of my bosses. Both of us have problems sleeping. Though his are far greater than mine (he sometimes goes days without sleeping), I have a hard time getting a good, restful sleep. At school I attribute the problems to stress, living in Kenmore and Christina Trotta. The problem seems to have been magnified since coming home, though. It's probably because I didn't bring my body pillow and the length of my bed is not against a wall. I like to be smoshed in between the two and have grown dependent upon that situation for a good night sleep. My dad thinks I can't sleep because I drink too much Coke and keep my phone on. I told him I need to be prepared for Noelle to call me at 2AM and have her friends sing all the Maria songs they can think of and then rap to me.
Regardless, my boss and I were talking about our predicament today. We got on the subject of dreams because he told me a story about a dream of his that I was in. I love trying to interpret dreams and the obvious result of his dreams, according to my psychic and detective talents, was that he needs me to keep his life on track. He didn't believe me but I told him to give up because dreams never lie.
Anyways he told me that at one point in his life he was having really creepy dreams. He eventually taught himself to control his dreams. He got to the point where he had a dream about someone he didn't like and made himself flick the person over the horizon in the dream. This sounds fascinating and amazing! So I asked him how to do it. He told me it is difficult and takes dedication.
Just start with the basics. When you realize you're dreaming, just kind of investigate. Talk to people. Ask them questions about what it's like to be in a dream. Ask them if they will do things for you. Sometimes they will and sometimes they won't. People in dreams have their own personalities, too. It's strange.
Even now the excitement makes my fingers tingle with anticipation. I wish falling asleep was easier so I could train myself to flick people I don't like in my dreams and make people do whatever I tell them. I have seen documentaries on lucid dreaming (controlling your dreams) but I have never put in much effort trying to master it. The most I've accomplished has been realizing that I am dreaming. Even that doesn't work all the time.
According to Wikipedia, the first step towards effective lucid dreaming is dream recall, or being able to remember your dreams. I'm pretty good at that. Ask my brother or any of the roommates. They are often subject to elaborate stories of my ridiculous dreams followed by interpretation that is often more ridiculous than the actual dream. Wikipedia doesn't really say what to do next. But I will take the advice I received earlier today. I will fall asleep, tell myself I'm dreaming and then start talking to people in my dreams. I am so excited. I hope this works! This will be another way to entertain myself here in lonely Michigan! When you have no friends, create them with lucid dreaming!
This goal was inspired by one of my bosses. Both of us have problems sleeping. Though his are far greater than mine (he sometimes goes days without sleeping), I have a hard time getting a good, restful sleep. At school I attribute the problems to stress, living in Kenmore and Christina Trotta. The problem seems to have been magnified since coming home, though. It's probably because I didn't bring my body pillow and the length of my bed is not against a wall. I like to be smoshed in between the two and have grown dependent upon that situation for a good night sleep. My dad thinks I can't sleep because I drink too much Coke and keep my phone on. I told him I need to be prepared for Noelle to call me at 2AM and have her friends sing all the Maria songs they can think of and then rap to me.
Regardless, my boss and I were talking about our predicament today. We got on the subject of dreams because he told me a story about a dream of his that I was in. I love trying to interpret dreams and the obvious result of his dreams, according to my psychic and detective talents, was that he needs me to keep his life on track. He didn't believe me but I told him to give up because dreams never lie.
Anyways he told me that at one point in his life he was having really creepy dreams. He eventually taught himself to control his dreams. He got to the point where he had a dream about someone he didn't like and made himself flick the person over the horizon in the dream. This sounds fascinating and amazing! So I asked him how to do it. He told me it is difficult and takes dedication.
Just start with the basics. When you realize you're dreaming, just kind of investigate. Talk to people. Ask them questions about what it's like to be in a dream. Ask them if they will do things for you. Sometimes they will and sometimes they won't. People in dreams have their own personalities, too. It's strange.
Even now the excitement makes my fingers tingle with anticipation. I wish falling asleep was easier so I could train myself to flick people I don't like in my dreams and make people do whatever I tell them. I have seen documentaries on lucid dreaming (controlling your dreams) but I have never put in much effort trying to master it. The most I've accomplished has been realizing that I am dreaming. Even that doesn't work all the time.
According to Wikipedia, the first step towards effective lucid dreaming is dream recall, or being able to remember your dreams. I'm pretty good at that. Ask my brother or any of the roommates. They are often subject to elaborate stories of my ridiculous dreams followed by interpretation that is often more ridiculous than the actual dream. Wikipedia doesn't really say what to do next. But I will take the advice I received earlier today. I will fall asleep, tell myself I'm dreaming and then start talking to people in my dreams. I am so excited. I hope this works! This will be another way to entertain myself here in lonely Michigan! When you have no friends, create them with lucid dreaming!
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Dreams and Jellyfish
Freud really had something with his whole dream interpretation nonsense.
Dream interpretation has been a vital part of college life. Tara, an avid dream interpreter, is always eager to decipher the true meaning behind my strange and twisted dreams. Sometimes the only answer is that I'm severely messed up.
This was not the case with my dreams last night. Let me explain:
The dream had several parts, but the most significant and interesting took place in a kitchen. I opened a friend's refrigerator to discover a clear box filled with water and about five small, lavender jellyfish floating around. I was intrigued by these jellyfish and watched them for a while.
I told Noelle about this vivid and strange dream. She told me to look up the meaning on www.dreammoods.com. This is what I discovered:
Jellyfish
To see a jellyfish in your dream, represents painful memories that are emerging from your unconscious. There may be hidden hostility or aggression in some aspect of your waking relationship or situation. Alternatively, it may indicate feelings of inadequacy and a lack of self-esteem. Perhaps there is some situation in which you are unable to assert yourself.
Refrigerator
To see or open a refrigerator in your dream, represents your chilling personality and/or cold emotions. The dream may also be telling you need to put some goal, plan, or situation on hold. Alternatively, it signifies that you have found and accomplished what you have been unconsciously seeking.
This seemed pretty accurate to me. I will not go into the details. But basically my dream was inspired by painful memories and I am in a cold, self-conscious state right now, according to DreamMoods. I'm not sure how accurate those two elements are. I think I'm pretty cold all the time generally speaking. I don't think my personality itself is cold... I think I just come off cold. But I'm not really sure. It's difficult to analyze yourself.
I'm not sure about the goal, plan or situation that I should put on hold. Perhaps it's my school work. I'm doing a pretty good job of putting that on hold right now.
I wish I knew what I have found and accomplished that I have been unconsciously seeking! Maybe it's referring to my newly cleaned and organized room. There's no way I could have been consciously seeking a clean room; it would have been done weeks ago if that were the case.
I can't wait to go to sleep and dream up something new and magical!
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