Planes being shot down, precognition
For most of last night I considered the evening to be a severe disappointment. The setup yesterday was so perfect, I thought for sure I'd have one or more OBEs.
Yesterday morning at 11am I was sure I was about to have an OBE, except for the minor detail that I was driving a car, so I had to force myself to stay focused to make sure that didn't happen. (Usually before I have an OBE I know I'm going to have one, and that's what this feeling was.)
Glowing light coming from the room next to me
I became conscious in a lucid dream, and I was working on a computer in my bedroom, with a MASH episode playing at the same time. In the hallway outside my room I saw a green glowing light. I ignored it at first, then after thinking it reminded me of something from my childhood, I decided to go check it out.
Telepathy and coincidence
Here's a story for you:
Let's say that I tell you that on the same night I had an OBE at my old house (the house my wife and I lived at), I also saw one of my dogs have something like a seizure. He was flailing around uncontrollably, and dying, and no matter how hard I tried, there was nothing I could do to save him.
Then let's say that some time later, that same dog actually did have an incident like this. It was apparently a stroke, not a seizure, but it went just like I saw it, and it did end up killing him.
Dream of a girl operated on, and observing an aircraft accident
Monday, November 29, 2010, about 12:30 pm. Laid down in the recliner chair in my back room, this is the first or second stretch after my recent operation where I haven't felt horrible. I couldn't fall asleep at first, but eventually did.
My wife in an alternate reality
For everything I've written about being well-rested, it's possible to be too well-rested, which is where I was at last night. It was easy enough to get to sleep at night after some light yoga and meditation, but then I woke up just before 3am, ready to start the day. I finally quit fighting it at 5:30am and got up to start the day.
Dreams of a song, being drilled in the head, and a dog named Luther
I was a little sick yesterday, and also felt very "ungrounded" as they would say at TMI, more 'there' than 'here'. If you've never felt ungrounded, common descriptions include feeling "out of it", inability to concentrate, a feeling that you can't wake up, and very likely a desire to vomit. I had all of those yesterday, so I figured last night would be pretty entertaining.
Christine, Seth, two numbers, and something about the universe
Just a few quick notes from dreams this morning. In the first dream a girl from high school named Christine was living in the attic of a familiar house. I can't put it all together, but I know that attic well, though I think it's only from previous dreams.
In the second dream, which ocurred around 5am, I made these notes:
Semi-lucid PK dream in old house
4:11am. Just finished a long, long dream where I thought I was awake. Not a multi-layered dream where I wake up from one dream into another, just one that had me convinced it was real.
I started off in the house where I grew up, and I'm in my room, and my brother-in-law Kenny is there with me. I should have known it was a dream then, because he's never been there, but I'm out of practice, and wasn't conscious enough to figure it out.
Surprised by lucid dreams this morning
I was pleasantly surprised by a long series of semi-lucid dreams this morning. I went to bed last night expecting nothing, because I certainly haven’t done anything “right” lately, except maybe getting a little more sleep. The dreams this morning were both funny and long, and included my wife, J, and D from work, and even the guy that built our house.
“How do I know if I should get married?”
I was recently asked by a friend about whether I thought she should get married to a particular person, or not. I didn’t have a chance to really think about my reply too much, but based on my own marriage, and the problems we encountered, I gave her my rules about whether she should get married to this particular person:
