I had no idea that there were churches that got this involved in dreams! Wild. You think they'd take to heart Deuteronomy 13- to beware of "dreamers of dreams."
JoChris mentioned gifts we are given, and I wonder if you consider (remembering) dreams a gift? It's weird I've met people who say, "I never remember my dreams." Maybe too much cannabis, haha.
I (like most seekers) picked up a few books on lucid dreaming back in the day but was never much of a "dreamer." I also got into Carlos Castaneda's books and ate them up like a teenager reading Stephen King, but the stories and that reality didn't really "stick" for me.
I love dreams when I remember them and getting shook to the core of my "self", but I definitely learned early don't try and make conversation of them. They're impossible to relay and you can watch people's eyes/minds wander off without being able to relate.
Are there things that trigger more lucid dreams for you? I'd enjoy hearing any more thoughts you have on the subject.
I had no idea that there were churches that got this involved in dreams! Wild. You think they'd take to heart Deuteronomy 13- to beware of "dreamers of dreams."
JoChris mentioned gifts we are given, and I wonder if you consider (remembering) dreams a gift? It's weird I've met people who say, "I never remember my dreams." Maybe too much cannabis, haha.
I (like most seekers) picked up a few books on lucid dreaming back in the day but was never much of a "dreamer." I also got into Carlos Castaneda's books and ate them up like a teenager reading Stephen King, but the stories and that reality didn't really "stick" for me.
I love dreams when I remember them and getting shook to the core of my "self", but I definitely learned early don't try and make conversation of them. They're impossible to relay and you can watch people's eyes/minds wander off without being able to relate.
Are there things that trigger more lucid dreams for you? I'd enjoy hearing any more thoughts you have on the subject.
Well, DavidSon, I'm not sure how I remember a lot of dreams. It might've been from purposely seeking to keep a journal of them and/or taking Klonipin at night for anxiety for 3 years while in grad school. I don't recommend Klonipin. It also blunted my personality for awhile and when I went off of it, I was back to my feisty self and some of my friends didn't like the real me. Oh, well. Not my friends anyway, right?
It may be from eating pizza or combinations of foods for all I know. I tried to find the "dream diet" sequence from the 1938 movie Carefree, but all I could find is the dream itself. The dream diet consists of lobster with gobs of mayonnaise, Welsh rabbit, cucumbers in buttermilk, and strawberry shortcake. It sounds terrible, doesn't it?
No, I think I always had the gift of dreams, even though it has been both great and terrible. The first dream I recall is one where my next door neighbor at the time and my best friend gets hit by a car and her image used as a public service announcement. That's rather messed up.
I did have a romantic dream about the boy/man, that I idealized throughout grade school through high school, and I dancing to Anita Baker's "Rapture" much like Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. It never happened, of course. Didn't get to dance with him. I was too shy actually when I realized my friend was growing up to be smoking hot. He never had an awkward phase.
Don't know if this helps any. Don't take drugs, even prescription ones, to try to dream.