Maria’s Lucid Dream
I don’t remember the dreams that lead up to me and Igor, Sean and Tilly, getting into a white car together. Igor is driving. I’m in the front passenger seat. At first Igor seems to be on my left, like in an American car, but for the rest of the time, he’s on my right. We’re cruising along city streets at night. We all want to go somewhere together. Abruptly, we’re moving backwards at a high speed. This is unusual, not very safe, but I’m confident Igor knows what he’s doing. There’s a purpose to this, which is revealed as we stop, and turn toward a white wall. Our car races toward the wall, but instead of crashing, it begins slowly ascending. The wall is more like a cloud shaped like a wall, and I know what’s happening now – we’re all entering a lucid dream together!
I exclaim, “Igor! Good job!” as we take off into dream space, and I see before me an abstract two-dimensional “tapestry” that fills the soft blue sky before us. The cloud-white pattern resembles shadows cast on a wall by leaves and vines, but its center is more distinct, almost like a long, abstract, face. I ask, “Do you see that?!” Everyone agrees they see something, but I’m suddenly distracted by the distinct formation of a reddish lion’s head floating in the dream sky to our left. “That’s a lion’s head!” I cry. “Do you all see that lion?” Other lion heads materialize as we continue ascending while at the same time moving forward. Sean remarks, “Maria, you always see tigers.”
I’ve lost a whole section of this dream because it went on for so long. I know we kept going deeper into the dream space, and comparing what we each saw. It was incredible! We were actually seeing the same things! My memory returns when our white vehicle, like a cloud in itself – but serving to contain us and keep us together – veers sharply to the right, and then upward. Looking down to my left, through a series of slightly curved windows I distinctly make out the interior of a home, lovely and somewhat rustic in feel but also elegant, with a wooden table in the kitchen.
But what catches and holds my attention is the decorative magnet covering the entire front of the refrigerator – a giant magnet in the shape of a Christmas tree. I cry, “Do you see that?! What do you see?” When no on replies, I declare, “There’s a Christmas tree on the fridge!” As we leave the scene behind, Sean says, sounding slightly sarcastic or disgusted, “It was full of chickens.” Delighted, I laugh and declare, “Then it was my dream kitchen, because I love chicken!” and he replies, or someone else says, “I’d have one right now.”
The end of the dream is the most vivid and memorable. We have definitely arrived somewhere. It feels far above the earth, high in the heavens, but everything is perfectly solid. For a few moments, we remain in our cloud-car talking. Then pointing at something, I ask Igor if he sees it the way I do, to which he replies, “Oh no, that’s my lab…” and as he keeps explaining it to me, we all exit the car.
I follow Igor across a courtyard artfully sectioned off by low brick walls. This central grassy area, planted with short trees and shrubs, resembles the center of a wheel from which four paths branch out in equidistant directions. But I don’t notice all this just yet; I’m too intent on listening to Igor as he leads me to a wall, one side of which faces the interior of the courtyard, while the other side faces the other side, into which one of the branching paths leads. He takes something down, and explains things to me about his lab in far too much detail for me to remember any of it.
Then, abruptly, all I have eyes for is the large – about the length and width of my arm from my elbow to my fingertips – golden key lying on top of the waist-high wall we’re standing next to. I pick up this gorgeous key, and am surprised by how light it is. It’s an old-fashioned key, and looks like it would open the door to a fairytale or a celestial castle! This key is important, the key to dream sharing together like we’re all doing now. Igor doesn’t show the same reverence toward the key, which is beautifully forged and decorated with raised abstract designs at certain points; to him it is simply part of the switchboard or breaker box display on the wall attached to his lab. I understand we’re both seeing the same thing, but completely differently.
I put the key back down on the wall, and wander a few steps, out of the central area where we’re parked, onto a curving terrace just beyond the “display” Igor was showing me. The lighting is more like a lovely dusk in this mysterious garden. Gently, I run the fingers of my right hand though the shining crystalline glass leaves of a tall round bush. The light-green, beautifully crafted leaves chime ever so faintly. I have never seen anything so exquisite in a dream. This bush was created, expertly, beautifully crafted leaf by life, branch by branch, and yet it is also somehow magically alive.
I turn, and walk back into the central courtyard, where I say to Igor, “We should go back soon.” Already I know I will only remember a fraction of this incredible lucid dream. Then I see Tilly running after Illeana, who is eager to show her something, but even as she follows the little girl, Tilly echoes my words, “I think we should go back soon.” I agree, and add to Igor, “I’m worried about our bodies.” I stand where I am, gazing around me in wonder. Everything I look at seems made of that same shining, richly colored crystal-glass. Even the birds Igor is having fun with, chasing them around, are animated creations, living works of art. But I’m feeling the need to wake up so I won’t forget anymore than I know I already have, and I ask, “Igor, should we go back?” Slowly, I wake.
That was incredible Maria! WOW.
That comment I made about the chickens – that totally sounded like me! I’m pretty sarcastic 🙂 I made a similar comment earlier yesterday to my wife, where I saw that the fridge in the shop was full of chickens and they sold most of the chickens with the heads on. “What are you supposed to do with the heads?” I asked her (I am a vegetarian.)
And that key – wow, that reminds me of the dream email I got from my grandad. We are breaking down barriers all the time, getting closer to one another. I am sure you dreamed of us! I think, for me, even if I remembered, it may have been in my ‘deep’ dream – it’s like the memory is further away when true dream sharing begins. In any case, I am very excited by this. At least somebody remembered! 🙂
Ha ha! I knew that was you Sean! I knew I was with all of you. When I woke up, there was no doubt. And it was a deep dream, as deep as I felt we were high up in the sky. I feel it was a gift to us, letting us know that we are definitely making headway. I had no doubt we were all together, and exercising our ability to coordinate what we were all seeing in the dream space.
At first, I thought your dream had nothing to do with me, but then I read about how we went into a wall, and then about the lab I was telling you about.
A long time ago, when I had just started lucid dreaming, I played a game, Counter Strike. We often used to play on a map called cs_mansion. We appeared in a place behind a wall there. This was one of my favorite adrenaline rush dreams… Now, in every game, the walls are like carton boxes, if you get inside the wall there is nothing, only textures. So if you got beyond that carton into the texture, you fell. And there was another game where you could accidentally get into textures, or if you knew the location you could do it on purpose, walk into that texture and fall. You would fly to what seemed forever; it took a few minutes to completely land somewhere. In the end, you landed on textures. Sometimes there was normal grass/land or sometimes it was the textures of the ocean. It was like a huge box in which developers created a map or an in-game world.
In my dream, I would run into the wall, jump into it, and then go into free fall… I did it so often, that it became one of my persistent realms – I would often jump into walls in order to get into a new dream. One of the ways to get into my other persistent realm was to use a wall and fall down into an infinite grey color flooring, with one single dim light handing from the top. That was my lab. In my lab, I created different objects and experimented with new Dream Characters that I would create there. One of my favorite DC’s was a woman named Catherine. She was wore an old fashioned white dress with tints of green. Sometimes I would call her AIO (all in one). She could teleport me anywhere I wanted, create objects, and so on.
Now, 7 years later, it has all changed and evolved into something different…But sometimes, when I can’t do what I want to do in a dream, I come back to these old school methods – I look around, find a wall, and run into it 🙂 If I’m inside a car, I drive into the wall. The effect is the same – I get where I want to go. But I tend not to remember such dreams, because it’s something I very often dream of, so I consider these non-important memories. I guess I might accidentally forget such a dream even if we were together, because I’ve gotten used to getting rid of such dream fragments.
I was reading your dream, and it sounded like one of my journeys into the wall. Sad that I did not recall it, but it was cool to read your dream 🙂
Awesome Igor! You did have a lab! Wow! 🙂 That is not something I would ever have guessed!
Ha! I wondered about this, thinking that me and Maria co-created the fridge full of chickens , so I wondered if Igor had created the lab – LOADS of great synchs. And also, for some reason, Illeana feels a certain connection with Tilly, so it makes sense that you would see her run to her 🙂