Still no lucid dreams. If anything, I am sleeping deeper. lol When I wake up from a dream in the night I am too lazy to turn on the light and jot down keywords like I’m suppose to. I only use the notepad in the morning hours when I’m not as drowsy upon waking.

Dream – Thursday

We had just purchased a new house that was quite grand. I recall choosing it over another house, one we had decided to buy but then pulled out of. It was like a log cabin inside with pine wood paneling everywhere (giving up control of my body) even in the rafters. Everything was wood and I recall comparing the two and preferring not to have all that wood (taking back control). I thought the pine paneling would be difficult to clean.

As I walked through I told my husband it was time to redecorate (change the environment). He questioned this and I said I wanted to replace the furniture (ideas), mainly the sofas (adopted ideas associated with family dynamics) and move some rooms. I told a man who felt to be a family member that I was going to use his room as my home gym (growth, strength). I said I worked out in the late morning so it shouldn’t be an issue if he wanted to still sleep there. He agreed. The man was young, thin and had blonde hair. He was somewhat familiar.

There is some loss of recall and the next I am standing in the center of a great room in the house. I was doing a ceremony where I breathed in something from a wide, shallow, dark metal bowl and then went into a kind of trance. While in this trance I would drop to the floor but never land. Instead I would float there and have visions. In one vision I was standing in front of a great lake. It was dark (the unknown, mystery) and I could see reflections of the moonlight (feminine) on the calm water (emotion). It was quite beautiful. In the vision I knew something was coming. It felt like an invasion. As I came out of the vision I said, “Thursday”. 

In the last vision I drank what looked like old cooking oil from the bowl. I recall seeing tiny, white flowers floating in the liquid. Again I felt myself fainting and falling but I floated slowly down and gently landed. Then I shifted to a position outside of myself. I saw myself standing in the room wearing a black, hooded outfit. This dark hooded version of myself smiled revealing teeth that were shaved into sharp points (something is coming to an end, expressing emotion). There was no feeling of ill will but I remember thinking, “Vampire” (something is draining my energy), yet it didn’t feel like I was the vampire. Regardless, the feeling was that a part of me was waking up and she was prepared for a fight. It looked likely she would win. 

Message to Myself

When I woke I was surprised about the dream but did not write it down. Instead I fell back to sleep, or a very light version of it. 

I was awakened by a message. In the dream/vision I was talking to someone. I said something I can’t recall now and their reply came via a text I was typing on my phone. I could see my fingers as they hit the phone screen. As I typed, the letters flew up into the air and floated together forming the message: “Get back to work.” 

Waking, I immediately I asked, “What work?” I got no reply and have no idea what work it references.

When I looked up the symbolism of having sharp teeth it is about hard work and increased efforts to express ones self. It indicates a need to make my presence known and my voice heard.