Dream Journal
April 12, 2000
Context: I used to work at Definition 6. Last night we saw their sign in a new location. Jordan worked there, too.
I got this call from the sales guy at Definition 6. He asked if I was going to come in. I thought, “Huh? I don’t work there,” but I doubted myself and asked what day it was. He said I should come in but since I can’t remember he’d give me control of all sales calls coming from Alabama. Slowly I regained some lucidity and said, “You know, I don’t work there. I haven’t in a long time.” He suddenly breaks down crying, sobbing, saying he liked me the best and missed me and I should come and visit. So I did, and there’s Jordan standing at the door, so happy to see me. He welcomes me in and the office is much more sterile and plain than before. The sales guy asks me if I want to play Myth with him and I say “No, I used to play those games but I don’t anymore.”
Then he said I should go into Jordan’s apartment and see something. His apartment was attached by hyperspace to the building next to the front door. There was a doorway leading to his apartment from inside the building, and his apartment stretched into what was, from outside, simply the front walkway. I meandered through his apartment alone, then turned a corner to hear people down the hall. I went down the hall and greeted a large family who I took to be Jordan’s wife’s or girlfriend’s family. They had three baby seals (last night I imagined how Isobel would look like a seal if she only had front legs). The baby seals were cute but I had this real thought form fantasy of a huge mother seal coming to protect them.
Before long I decided to return to Definition 6 and found that I was naked. I quickly tried to get dressed again in the front apartment and of course was having trouble with it. And then of course Jordan came in. Murphy’s Law is a thought form expectation rule from dreams applied to waking life.
So I find out that the large family I ran into were Jordan’s neighbors. Eventually I returned to them. Out their front door was a countryside scene, sunny and green. They had a deck that was also a bridge 15 feet up passing by trees where a squirrel played on a white rope pulley system. Then it started to rain.
I next remember being at the top of the ski hill, a recent regular spot in dreams. I’m there with Rebecca, some friends, and Isobel. We were at the top, but there was another scene in the air above the top of the ski hill. In that second scene, there was a wooden lodge at the ground level of another mountain. In the upper scene it was summer, and raining hard. There was a river there, above us, spilling water over the edges of its scene into our scene as a mix of water and snow. It was a composite scene, a crossing between worlds. The astral matter from one crosses to the other, but with the correct (appropriate) transformation — rain to snow. Wow!
References: Isobel was our new puppy.
Hyperspace Doors: This gives a good look at hyperspace gateways. In the dream world, space doesn’t need to conform to the limitations of three dimensions that we expect. It’s possible to turn a corner again and again and again and find something different there each time. I entered the front door of the building from a cityscape. Once inside, the suggestion to visit Jordan’s apartment opened up a door to it on the same wall. What could be a simpler way to pass from here to there? From the front door, that would entail taking two right turns, back through the front wall. But instead of ending up back outside the building in the cityscape as you would in 3D space, the hyperspace of the dreamworld lets us walk into a whole new room. And outside the room next to that? I exit out another door into the country scene outside Jordan’s apartment.
Visiting Past Workplaces: I wasn’t close with any of the sales guys there. I wonder if he mistook me for someone else.
Astral Emotions: Strange. I barely knew any of the sales guys I worked with.
Murphy’s Law: Murphy’s Law, that “anything that can go wrong, will go wrong” is the waking world’s recognition of the law of expectation in dreams paired with pessimism. Everything we fear going wrong in a dream will go wrong. Get on a negative streak, and you’ll be bringing about Murphy’s Law.
In the waking world, Murphy’s Law works through confirmation bias.
Crossing Contexts: These two disparate scenes are very loosely connected. Only the flow of water connects them, and as it passes from one to the other, it takes on a form more appropriate to that context. This is a general rule of objects and people appearing within different contexts.
I wonder if this was a boundary between planes. In all of Swedenborg’s descriptions of the spiritual worlds, there are gradual changes in landscape between them, but in these less lucid dreams, I can find some jarring positioning of different scenes.