dont you just hate it when … you have got no one to tell your nightmares to?
This is what happened:
i fell asleep on the single seater earlier, so i ended up going to bed a little later than i wanted to, about 2 o’clock AM.
i was all looking forward to my bed, so i climbed in set my alarm, and wrapped myself up in the quilt coz its quite chilly last night.
i used to live with my dad. And although he’s gettin on, we really - got on. We had a little cosy cottage, a living room each, an oldie worldy style kitchen and a massive garden. We were more friends than anything, i miss them days.
We also had two dogs, Tuskan; an unbelievably intelligent German shephard who my dad has with him now and we also had Adam, an unbelievably beautiful loving golden retriever. Despite what they say about golden retrievers adam wasnt the brightest spark in the pack, he would chase his tail for hours and get so excited everytime he saw me, that he literally cried and flustered about; the maddest dog alive. But i love them both and miss them very much.
So in my dream, i woke up on the couch in my living room in the cottage. I felt uneasy as I must have known I had fallen asleep with front door open and my dad was out.I feel slightly better when i realise my two dogs where asleep on the floor, loving me, being my best friends and protecting me! But there was also this third dog, an oddly ginger coloured pitbull, it wasnt asleep but it was laying calmly, head held proud just blatantly staring at me.
I dont know if you knew this, but animals can not play the “staring” game, no matter what animal, you will always be able to look it in the eye’s longer than it can you! This is something that fascinated me as a kid so i always experimented to see if i could prove it wrong, but i never could. Think about this for a minute lol, the irony is a little cryptic.
I stare at this pitbull, it stares back. I just lay there calmly (in appearance) and staring at this pitbull. As each moment passes i feel a greater sense of unease. The unease turns into fear as this realisation slowly sinks in; I am not going to beat this dog at this game!
The pitbull senses the fear and stands to all fours in a swift controlled movement. I look away!
The pitbull let out a sharp profound bark at the satisfaction of his victory. I look back at it and I felt unease, scared, out of control and mocked. The pitbull’s bark woke up Tuskan and Adam. They stand to attention and look at me, they see what im feeling and want to protect me. They both growl and bark at the intruder.
I felt relief, i thought that this dog would now be scared and leave. But instead he stands there silent, strong and proud. If dogs could smirk - im sure this pitbull would have been right now!
At this point i realised, and i even remember thinking to myself "This is one messed up dream.
I take complete control of the dream and decide im not going to be terrorised in my home in front of my own two friends. I stand up and slowly walk straight over to the dog, although filled with fear I was determined to get this dog out of my dream once and for all. I grabbed it by the collar, not thinking it could bite me! I began dragging it out of my living room, through the kitchen, through the hallway to the front door and into my garden, all the time with growling and snarling at my face. It resisted and although very strong, after a few minutes of struggling; I succeeded. From the garden i walked over to the gate and pushed this pitbull outside my garden closing the gate behind it.
I turned to walk back through my garden and into my house. As i turned I see both Tuskan and Adam, standing there right behind me looking relieved yet impressed. I felt satisfaction, truly chuffed that i could be so strong to protect myself and my two friends.
In an instant their proud and relieved looks turned to panic and fear, I slowly turn to look back towards the gate hoping to see it sat outside my garden. It wasnt, it was midflight in the air, half way over the gate lunging fearlessly at my face. I seen a quick glimpse of the teeth and then everything went black!
Complete nothingness, not even thoughts, just fear. After a few moments in this darkness i realise, I have woken up.
I turned on my bedside lamp, i lied there in absolute shock and then i burst into tears.
Your probably wondering why I have just told you all of this.
And all though you havent done anything, havent even read this yet, i feel much better for typing it out and trying to understand it.
I thought about it all day at work and then all evening, but then my friend jeeves told me about ld4all.
I read the whole site, then found myself reading in the forums.
Ive learned alot about lucid dreaming these past few evenings and im enthralled.
Im going to get a dream diary, but in the meanwhile let me share some of my thoughts. And i apologise that some of them are very deep and maybe a little cryptic.
I became lucid in my dream because i realised “this is a dream”. In my case the reality check was the inability to “stare out a dog”. The whole concept of not being able to stare out an animal is ridiculous, nonsense i was filled with as a kid by my gran. So how can something i know is nonsense allow me to realise that im dreaming?
If most people can not stay in the dreamworld if they dont remain calm when becoming lucid, then how did i reamin lucid even when petrified? Is there such a thing as a lucid nightmare?
In this dream my senses were very abstract, i was able to sense what all the dogs were feeling. Both their and my feelings were amplified, the fear was horrific, the success was unbelievably sweet, the anger was viking’ like. Does this happen each time you become lucid?
This dream makes me think about, how much i miss the dogs, everything i would do to have them back and the fact that its impossible. Failing to protect us from the third dog maybe represents that?
Thanks LD4All, class website, info, people, stories, forum, i love it all!
Im gonna become a regular here, nice to meet you all. Cant wait for your thoughts.
If you got this far. Thanks for reading
Ps. I know its a bit of an essay for a first post. I promise I will go over to the big “hi im…” thread and introduce myself! [/list]