In my dream, I am in the lobby of a BIG building, and I mean BIG.  The inside is pristine.  The floor is that brownish weird stuff that is hard like marble, but they use in some Post Offices and older Hotels and stuff.

As soon as I’m in the lobby, I get the impression that I’m very high in the building, on a very high floor, and I have the distince notion that somewhere in the building is something I’ve either seen or been to before.  Like I’m vaguely familiar with the building itself.

I have the sudden idea that I need to find the 11th floor.  So, I go into the building looking for an elevator that will take me to the 11th floor.  I find an elevator, and go into it, and there is somebody in there, and I notice that the elevator only goes down to the 12th floor, and not wanting to look stupid by just walking back out of the elevator, I push a button (forget which one), and go to that floor, the person in the elevator doesn’t get off, and I push the button for whatever floor I had just been on.

I walk around and find another elevator, and this one goes to the 11th floor, meaning the buttons start at 11 and get higher.  I push the 11th floor button, and the elevator then goes down and the doors open.  I step out and I’m in a room that is very small, compared to the rest of the building.  It is approximately 12′ by 15′ or so.  There is a long table in the corner, the table is like one of those in a school cafeteria, the long ones.  There are two men sitting across from each other talking to each other, very casually.  their posture is such that it’s like they are on their break or something, slouched in their chairs and elbow on the table, head on their hand.

I look at this room, and remark to myself how small the room is, and I then think that with the REST of the building being so big, there MUST be something else behind the walls, but I do not remember seeing any other doors or anything.  Just the room.

I then decide I need to explore the building and see what else I can find.  The rest of the dream is very non-descript as I just walke around and saw a lot of people in different rooms.

Before I start this entry, let me just preface by saying that I’m a fan of Jewel (the beautiful and very talented singer). You’ll see how this applies to the dream. I forgot to write this down in my journal, because I woke up and was in total awe about the dream itself. Shame on me, and I will recount what I remember.
Here’s the dream:

I am best friends with Jewel. We are as close as any best friends can be. Think “My Best Friends’ Wedding”, and that’s about how it is. Very close, share all our secrets, etc. I decide that I am madly in love with her, and want to be more than friends, blah blah. I get a nice bouquet of flowers and go to her to tell her. I end up spending some time there, I seem to recall. There is another guy there with us, a friend of ours. No idea who he is. All of a sudden, as I am about to tell her how I feel, this guy (let’s just call him ‘DORK’), gets on his knees and proposes. She is happy, and says yes, and I swallow my words, and say, “I’m happy for both of you.” They must be able to tell that something is wrong, by the way I dropped the flowers on the floor, and start what I think must be hyperventilating (ED: I’m not sure, as I’ve never hyperventilated, or had asthma). I then say again, “I’m happy for you.” I feign a smile, then run out of the room. I end up running into what is a high-school gymnasium, and I hear Jewel running after me. I hide behind the bleachers, and think “I hope she doesn’t find me back here.” So, naturally, she finds me there. We end up talking for hours, and I express to her how I feel, and tell her, “I’ve known you lots longer than him, and I LOVE you”. And we basically affirm our love for each other (as very best friends), and she tells me that she’s going to be very happy with her new fiancè. I then woke up, feeling a strange mix of emotions.

Now, that is basically what I remember of the dream. This is likely the most emotionally power-charged dream I have EVER had. In order to get across the point of the emotions I felt, imagine a mix of despair, sadness, misery, depression, anger, and love.

Think of the final scene of “Phantom of the Opera” once Phantom realizes he can’t have Christine (If you’ve ever seen the live performance. The movie just can’t catch it properly).

Think of how Peter Parker likely felt in “Spider-Man 2″ when it’s announced at the planetarium party that Mary Jane is engaged to the astronaut goofball.

I basically felt this stir of emotion for a few hours after I woke up. I ended up going to Jewel’s website and looking on Google to see if perhaps she HAD gotten engaged or something.

My wife is convinced that if I weren’t married to her, and if I had the chance to be with one celebrity, it would be Jewel. I’m not sure she isn’t right.

Does this mean I am an adulterer in my own mind? What causes dream emotion to carry over so strongly?

All I can say about it is “WOW”.

As usual, had no trouble falling asleep. Before I know it, I’m walking around in the inside of some huge office building that is rather sterile looking. windowless, whitewalls. At one point, I see a girl I used to have a WAY MAJOR crush on, in junior school. I’ll call her “A”, since I haven’t seen her in years, and I’m not certain she’d want to have her real name published here.

Anyway, “A” is standing outside one of the many offices, and this one seems to be the only one that has any people in it. She is standing at a desk that is outside the office. I walk up to her, and say “Wow, ‘A’! Is that you? I haven’t seen you in years! How have you been?”

“I’ve been fine,” she says, “How have YOU been Bill?” (it’s at this point that I start to get that feeling that something isn’t quite right, because, thought she was always nice to me, she never returned my feelings, and usually talked to me only in passing).

Then I ask her, “Are you married?”

“Yep, expecting 2 kids in a few months.” (More of the uneasy pre-lucid feeling).

I start to ask her another question, then I wake up. Of course, as soon as I woke up, I was thinking, “NO! I want to get back into that dream and see how she’s doing!”.

So, I closed my eyes, and used a technique similiar to that Erin Pavlina uses to continue dreams.

Since I had just woken up, it was fairly easy. I closed my eyes immediately and remembered all I could about right where the dream ended and remembered how I felt. I fell asleep and, while maintaining my consciousness went directly back into the dream. I was lucid this time, and was right back in the same building, in the same hallway. The desk is there. The funny thing, though? The office is now empty, as if nobody had ever been in there, “A” is not there, the desk, which was previously cluttered with papers, is not barren. Nobody at all to be found. Once again, I am alone in a lucid dream. This seems to be a pattern with me. I start walking through the building, but quickly lose lucidity, because I really lost interest, since “A” isn’t there to talk to anymore.

What is my brain trying to tell me?

Also, I think it might even lead me to some interesting feedback as you help me to identify dreamsigns and patterns that I may otherwise miss.

So, here goes:

I took a short nap this morning after getting home from work. I was lying in the bed and decided to try and program a lucid dream. I used the technique used by Erin Pavlina in the podcast she recorded at her husband Steve’s website. Basically, this technique is to lie in bed, eyes open, and try to notice when you fall asleep. This is designed to help bring a tiny amount of consciousness into your dream. I had previously started to set the intention used in version 2.0 of Steve Pavlina’s Million Dollar Experiment. As I am lying in bed, I ask myself the question “What is blocking me from manifesting the million dollars?” I kept the question in my mind while using Erin’s method of noticing when I start to fall asleep. The result? I ended up having another LUCID DREAM! What’s really interesting to note, is that I saw written text in the dream, and did a reality check on it, and looked back and it actually changed! As I posted about before, text usually doesn’t change for me. I did another reality checking technique. I looked at my hand. It started getting bigger and bigger as I looked at it. All in all, I forgot about my question as I was in the dream experience now.

That does it for my first “official” Dream Blog entry. More to come as I sleep more:)

Dream on!

I am standing in my old bedroom in my mother’s house I lived in until I was 15. I see a rustling in my bed, and look over at it, and my wife pops out form under the covers and invites me into bed. I would normally go but something doesn’t seem right, and I say “I’ll be back”. I go into the hallway and walk to the living room. The entire house is dark. It’s nighttime. Once in the living room, I notice something strange on the wall.

That is my first dream experience. Notice how I started to get a feeling that something wasn’t right about my wife being in my bedroom from my childhood and early teenage years. It is worth mentioning that my wife and I had not met then, as we were in different states still. It shows that there was a dawning realization that something was amiss. So, perhaps I was more aware of subtle differences in the environment there, as a result of the experience of my wife being in the bed.

I hope this helps you get ready to experience your first lucid dream, no matter what the outcome. Just let it happen as it needs to. You can always get better at it later on.

Dream on!