Week 49 – Dream Sharing
From my dream diary:
Last night I was having this dream:
“It was daytime. Overcast.
That was my first time to be in that place, where everything and everyone around looked was so unfamiliar to me.
I was happy and excited to explore the place. I walked up the slope. Two unfamiliar male figures walked down the slope and passed me by. They noticed me but I didn’t know them at all. I gradually became semi-lucid, then I started to know that I was in a dream set. I was little excited and then I started asking people if that place was real. I looked at everything around me and approached them and touched them. Everything I touched was quite in details. I could feel the sense of touch of every object. I poked a pink color ball and I could felt its softness. I touched the wall and I could felt its hardness and roughness of its surface. That sensation was just as real as in waking life. I saw the owner of the store. He was a male. I asked him if everything here was real. At the same time I touched the ice-cream fridge in front of him and I could sensed its cold temperature and then I immediately placed my finger on one of my ear, my right ear, and felt my body heat through my ear. That experience was incredible. The owner told me that everything was real. I was very happy and excited about the experience I have had.
After having fun with touching objects and everything around me, I left the store happily. I looked at far away. It was a seaside. The place now seemed like in London to me. It started raining. Few tourists around. I felt the wind was getting stronger as I approached near the seaside. I turned back, but still wanted to go near it. Cause there were things located around the seaside which attracted me to go near it. Colorful tourists cars, street food store, many beautiful street lamps and lights. I attempted to walk near it. The wind was getting and getting real strong and tough and I couldn’t get near anymore. I stopped walking further and looked up the sky. Heavy and very dark clouds above the sky. It looked like they were coming here soon. Those clouds were really dark and looked so dense. Also, a full moon appeared in the sky. I didn’t know why, but I had a feeling that those dark clouds were coming from the east.
I turned back. The wind stopped blowing. I walked towards the west.
I was going to London. I asked people to show me the way. I didn’t remember the conversation between me and the first person I met in the street. Then, I saw the second person, who was running in the street. We all were going at the same direction. I ran with her and asked her if she was also going to London. I didn’t remember what she told me. But it felt like that she told me to keep heading straight. The place where I was looking for was just lying ahead. She was in a hurry to school. I let her go then said goodbye to her. I stopped running. I continued to walk.
The path was quite straight. The place made me feel like as if I was in London. On my left hand side, there were shops, hotels and restaurants. People were on the street. On my right hand side, there was a main street for vehicles.
Seconds later, I came to a restaurant where I saw people who were having dinner together and singing halleluya repeatedly. I saw myself carrying an empty bottle of mineral water, waving it in the air. I joined the people and sang with them. I then looked around and noticed that the end of the road was an half-rounded shaped “U” turn. I checked around to look for path beyond this place. I didn’t see it. That was the destination. Nowhere else to go. I felt quite strange about it.
I woke up, but still dreaming. Daytime. I was on the street sitting on a sofa with my parents and boyfriend and other people. I told my boyfriend what had happened last night in the dream. (I counted the story from the beginning to him) When I was about to tell him the part about the heavy and dark clouds above the sky, he felt asleep. I felt annoyed. I stood up and walked to other side of the street. Standing alone. Feeling angry. My father laughed and told my boyfriend better to not listen to my nonsense. Later, the anger feeling had passed. I checked them out. They were gone. Then I saw them hiding. They were hiding and wanted to play hide and seek with me. They all looked happily. When they noticed that I knew they were here hiding, they came out one by one and walked across the street. The first person came out was a stranger. He was my father’s friend. He looked like an Indian. Then, the second person was my uncle. Then, my mom, my boyfriend. The last person I saw was a 6 or 7 year old Indian boy. He looked at me and told me that he was interesting in my dream. He wanted to hear about the rest of the story. I was happy, I finally could find someone who pays attention to my dream.”