Choking/gagging on a furball during a dream
I just found my old audio recording device, put some batteries in it, and due to the miracle of modern technology, it still has dozens, maybe hundreds, of my old dream recordings on it.
As I started listening to the old recordings, I was reminded of the "furball" problem that can happen in dreams. It goes like this: Usually you're trying to talk, and you need to say something, something important, and suddenly you can't. It's not that you're being choked or out of breath, but instead, there's something in your mouth.
Cowboys, aliens, and snakes
I caught up on my sleep yesterday, then started listening to some Monroe recordings while sitting in a recliner. After that I got up and felt like sleeping on my bean bag chair, which I keep in my favorite part of the apartment, a place that "feels good" (just like Carlos Castaneda on don Juan's porch). From that time until 2am, it was an incredibly wild ride.
I didn't record any dreams, besides me being wide awake in the dreams, and even touching things to note how real they felt, but I distinctly recall three things from the dreams:
A reminder
I've promised to always been honest with my posts here, but what I want to say right now can easily be misinterpreted, so rather than say it, I'll just say that this note is for me, a reminder to my future self. Namaste.
A reading from Mr. Sasaki - 'I was the cosmos'
If there was a Church of Zen, someone on the pulpit might say, "A reading from Mr. Sasaki," and follow it with these words:
"One day I wiped out all notions from my mind. I gave up all desire. I discarded all the words with which I thought and stayed in quietude. I felt a little queer -- as if I were being carried into something, or as if I were touching some power unknown to me ... and Ztt! I entered.
Focus on the message
While enjoying an otherwise bizarre dream this morning (again related to family members), a character in the dream pulled me aside, and said very sternly, "Focus on the message, not the messenger." I looked at him, trying to make sense of what was happening, and he grabbed my arm and said, "This is important, focus. Repeat it back to me," so I said it back to him, "Focus on the message, not the messenger." Then I woke up.
More family-related dreams, blacking out, and love dreams
I'm up to my third or fourth consecutive night of dreams that include relatives from my mother's side of the family, but at this point I don't make too much of them. The reason for that is because things have gotten bad enough with my family that I'll be traveling back to see them in a few days. As for the specifics of what's going on, that's a little too personal, even for this website, and not anything I want to discuss here.
Morning of crazy dreams
I woke up at around 4:30am having to use the bathroom, and in my last dream I had walked into a men's bathroom, walked to one of the last urinals, and a short Indian guy followed me, finally saying something to the effect that "Michael Douglas died."
After I woke up from that, went to the bathroom, and then back to sleep, a bizarre series of dreams followed:
Recurring dream of a large party
Nothing major this morning, but I had a long, recurring dream that I haven't had in quite some time ... I can't remember when I had it last. It goes something like this:
My "wife" and I are having a party, and it starts off small, with a collection of her girlfriends, oddly at the house where I grew up. Though I guess my wife and I are married, I find myself strongly attracted to a friend of hers with short red hair, she is attracted to me, and my wife doesn't seem to care.
Couldn't remember my dreams this morning
Dreams this morning were very unusual, even for me. After listening to Monroe Institute recordings for probably 2-3 hours last night while watching a movie, I went to sleep with the intention of trying to remember some things from my childhood. That didn't work out too well, but I did have a very funny dream of a Mary Tyler Moore episode that of course never really happened. But that was before 3:30am.
Ongoing dream - Medical care in prison
I'm writing this entry more than twelve hours after the dream, so I can't remember too many details, but this morning I gained consciousness during an "ongoing" dream (which, as I've written before, is different than a recurring dream).
