This morning I woke up at 7:50am and began a mental inventory of last night’s dreams. Multiple scenes flooded into my mind. After about 30 seconds, I grabbed the sheet of paper next to my bed and scribbled down some main points. Here now I elaborate for my dream journal.
My Dad and I were in a parking lot next to a huge building (high school?) with football players gathered around a bus. There was one big, black student who required a restraint device, because he was too dangerous to be left unshackled. The restraint was like a giant, rolling dolly with straps. Apparently it was my Dad’s job to escort him in our van from the school to wherever we were going. I spoke briefly with the young man, but the situation got uncomfortable and unsafe. I must have left.
The next scene I remember is trying to get my overnight clothes in a van, even though it was full of co-workers. They were annoyed that I had the clothes with me, but we found a way to lay them down in the back seat. [I travel with these clothes weekly for my job in waking life.] We started driving somewhere to eat. One of my managers, C was driving. [I oversee several markets in waking life, and he is one of 3 managers who work for me.] I got a phone call while in the back seat. It was a friend, Kelsey D, [who I am not very close to in waking life and in hindsight am surprised to hear from her in my dream. During the dream it did not seem odd that she called.] She was asking if we were having dinner yet and that she (and her party) had already eaten. While I as on the phone with her, we were almost in a wreck. C had to swerve to miss several cars on the highway in order to avoid a massive collision. Kelsey morphed into another friend, Chris (still on the phone). Chris is a photographer. Apparently she was upset about something but I couldn’t hear her over the phone very well.
The next thing I remember is being back at that same building (high school), where a huge event was being prepared to take place. There were a lot of people moving around, getting ready for something. I saw Chris and approached her. She was noticeably upset. I asked her what was wrong. She said, “You’d think that he would have paid me up front for this. And I’m very upset that [unclear] super-glued his fingers together.” In my dream, I knew who and what she was referring to, perhaps because of an earlier dream I have now forgotten. I had the sense that she felt partially responsible about the super-glue incident, because she had left the super-glue out and someone got into it. I asked how much her customer owed her for the photography. She said, “$3,ooo.” I was annoyed with her, so I walked away.
In the very next dream in sequence I was in a room within the same building. I was sitting in a circle of about 10-12 teenage girls. We were in a Sunday School class setting. I stayed for several minutes listening to the content and then left. I walked out to the parking lot and sat in the passenger side of the van. My view from the windshield was a panorama of the front of the building. Upstairs, I could see someone, Sh [who works in the Dallas phone room in real life]. She was getting ready to leave. My boss, M, was lying on the parking lot to the left of the van, just hanging out.
The window to Sh’s office was open, so I struck up a conversation about how she is liking her job and where her corporate office was (taking no consideration of where we actually were). I thought she would say Dallas, but my boss corrected me. She said her job was fine, and that they were working out of some weird-named place in Kansas. Apparently my boss already knew it, and I felt stupid.
Also in my view while sitting in the van was the Sunday School class full of girls. I decided to lie down in the van and rest while I waited for whatever it was I was waiting for. Out of my peripheral vision, I noticed 3 of the girls walking outside. I took little notice of them as they got closer to the parking lot, because I figured they were going to their cars. Suddenly one of them rapped on my door. I rolled down the window, and she said something related to the topic being discussed in the room. I remember it being a pleasant conversation being discussed in the room, and I responded in kind. She said something about them being a bunch of 15-year-olds. I told her that the discussion was still good enough information to uplift and inspire me even at 40 years old. [Now I don’t remember what the content of the discussion was (if anything).]
The next thing I remember, I was standing beside the van, and the football team was in the parking lot again. They were taking the restraints off of the big one.
This is all I can recall now, but I know I dreamed much more than this. At no time within the night did it ever occur to me to ask if I was dreaming. It is becoming apparent that to ask the question means that a certain level of lucidity must already have occurred. In other words, if I can wonder whether I am dreaming or not, I am already in a semi-lucid state. The trick is to realize a dream is happening as it’s happening, so I can ask the question and answer correctly. This will bring more lucidity. The next trick is to remain lucid yet asleep.
DREAMSIGN CATALOGUE:
1. Inner awareness (0/2)
2. Action (1/2)
- They were taking the restraints off of the big one.
3. Form (1/2)
- Kelsey morphed into another friend, Chris (still on the phone).
4. Context (4/5)
- There was one big, black student who required a restraint device, because he was too dangerous to be left unshackled.
- I was sitting in a circle of about 10-12 teenage girls. We were in a Sunday School class setting.
- Upstairs, I could see someone, Sh.
- My boss, M, was lying on the parking lot to the left of the van, just hanging out.
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