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Topic 1409 in this conference discusses flying dreams
though I haven't gotten to read it, yet, myself.
There is something called "lucid dreaming" where the dreamer is
aware that what's happening is a dream and can often "direct"
the dream. It is also sometimes useful to "dream into" a dream
while awake - i.e. to consciously finish an unfinished dream
or redirect what happens by interacting with the characters in
the dream...there's a whole "offshoot" of psychology now called
"Process-Oriented Psychology" (described by it's founder as the
daughter of Jungian Psychology) that talks about a "dreambody".
If anyone is interested I can list books on the subject.
Jean
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| Stanford University has a Lucidity Institute which carries out research
into lucid dreaming. You can join the intitute and will receive
literature on their research. I joined about a month ago and am totally
fascinated by the literature I have received. You can induce flying in
your dreams if you become lucid, but you can do many other things as
well.
I have had many flying dreams over the years, but have not yet achieved
lucidity in my dreams. I am working on this!
Krys
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| I had a WONDERFUL dream last night and wanted to share it. I welcome
any feedback/thoughts you all may have.
First I should tell you that yesterday evening I visited some friends
of mine and they have a house pet--a floppy eared bunny. He's cute,
and I was playing with him over the evening. OK, now for the dream...
it's uh, kind of wierd, but here goes:
I am in a friend's house, she is a woman with long black hair
(consciously I don't know her, but I seemed to know her in the dream).
She is sad because her pet rabbit is dying...he is very very old, and
he is dying of a painful illness (cancer or something). She is upset
because she knows the end is near and she cannot bear to be there at
the end. She asks me to stay with the rabbit while he passes. She
leaves, and I stay with the rabbit, who can somehow communicate with
me.
The rabbit tells me not to be afraid...it is finished with this
vehicle and it wants to pass on somewhere else...it is very old and
wise, and it is looking forward to passing, although right now it's
dying is very painful. There is a sense of peace and serenity...I am
not sad for it as my friend was, and instead I close my eyes and try
to "mentally" help it. The last breath finally leaves it's wracked
body, and my eyes are closed and I am concentrating on helping it get
to wherever it's spirit is now going. This is very important to me,
and I concentrate and concentrate...all is silent...I try and imagine
myself on a higher plane, and I slowly and gently realize that I am now
in a trance. I stand up slowly, and outstretch my arms, and veeerrryyy
slowly I begin to rise up about 1 foot off the floor. It is INCREDIBLY
peaceful and tranquil...I am almost in a sleep-like state...it feels
like I am journeying somewhere...I feel deep in trance, but my head is
light and I am floating. I am completely satisfied...I don't even think
about trying to get any higher or fly around or anything. There is not
an ouce of fear...only goodness and beauty. Slowly, I turn my head (my
eyes are still closed, but somehow I can see myself doing this from a
few feet away, and I can also I feel it at the same time) and I start
to glide up some wooden stairs, still about 1 foot off the ground. It
is wonderful...I am floating and gliding, eyes still closed, but seeing
myself and seeing the sun shine in in a gentle, late-Spring sort of
friendly way. I am part-way up the stairs when someone comes running
down--they are upset and they say "What happened?" "I open my eyes and
tell them that the rabbit has died, has gone on to a more peaceful place.
The person runs out to see the dead rabbit. I then turn around and go
back downstairs into a kitchen. There are several people there. They
want to know how I'm doing that--floating in the air. In order to
explain, I lower my arms and open my eyes and I descend. I briefly
tell them something (don't remember) and then I tell them that I have
to get back to it...I stretch out my arms again and close my eyes and
once again try and concentrate. It takes much longer and it is more
difficult, but I slowly start to ascend again.
Then I woke up. I was very groggy when I woke up, but I had this
incredible feeling of peace and well being. It was the best dream
I've ever had...
Is that wierd, or what!!
lisa
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| I rarely fly in dreams. When I do, it is the best experience ever. I'm
usually very low to the ground and I have to fly around obstacles. It's
always fun and I'm always saying things along the lines of Wheeee!!
look at me.
One time and this is very weird. I flew to where I worked at the time.
Centronics. I went from the final assembly floor where i worked in
Inspection, up to the warehouse and talked to a friend up there. I
remember leaning on a skid full of printers and leaving footprints in
the dust on the floor and handprints in the dust on top of the boxes.
The next day I went to the warehouse and there were my foot and
handprints right where I was the night before in my dream. This
couldn't have been done in my sleep. Security would never have let me
in. I was unnerved for some time afterwards, but now just find it an
interesting metaphysical anecdote to be told to the tune of the
Twilight Zone theme. :-) True story though.
PJ
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| re. 1492.7
PJ,
I'm curious, you said you spoke with your friend. Is this
friend a fellow employee, If so did he say that he too had similar
dream. Just a question.
Along the lines of flying, has anyone been able to stay underwater
for extended(or what seems like) periods of time? I occasionally have
these dreams. Any thoughts?
TR
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