Dream Journal
Summer, 1994
Context: These fields and small towns are the actual physical surroundings of Marshall, MN, where I was.
Night 5: After a weekend of camping, I return home and fall asleep from 1-4 AM. I dream about this cafe/theater and I get really pissed at this huge guy named “Sinbad’s Son”. I tell him to just get out. Accepting the possibility that I might work there, he gets up, heads towards the exit, but talks to Robert, who works there, then returns and begins pushing me around. I don’t take it for a second and push him back and tell him he can’t touch me. He turns into a girl and runs at me and I swing a fork at her. It takes a chunk out of her foot and then I help her get better. Weird.
Lucid dream! I’m driving through the country with Cass and a few others. We’re going to a movie/sleepover party at Troy’s or Wayne’s. Eventually we end up in this little town, which is all part of the same building. It was cramped and filled with weird people. We go in, look around, I meet some guy in a suit.
I finally start hanging out with Cass, Jen, Troy, and the rest. We talk about sex. Cass says she’d like to know what it’s like, asks me to show her. I think “Ah, no. I’m going to wait”. Then I think, “But wait, this is only a dream, so I can do it!” So I agree and we start at it, jumping right in, and everyone’s watching. Finally we decide to get some privacy, and go outside for a walk. I say, a little apprehensive, “This . . . is a dream isn’t it?” She shrugs and smiles. I say, “Then how can I do this?” I hold up my hands and part them and at the same time the leaves in a willow branch ahead move aside for me. She nods and smiles, and I think “Hey! I’m lucid dreaming!”
We get out into the main road and I tilt gravity so we can both ski down the gravel. We do, and I realize I hadn’t showed her any other sexual positions, so we go to the side and I show her woman-on-top. A farmer drives by and doesn’t even look. Then a crazy farmer enters his field and we get scared and start heading back. She says his head looks like a hamburger and suddenly it really is! We laugh and go back to the building. We enter the perfect room for sex, but there’s a big dog there. I close my eyes and call it from outside. It goes to the door, growls, and runs off. Cass goes “How did you do that?” I smile and shrug. We continue having sex there, then go upstairs to see Wayne, Troy, Mike, and some others. They’re in PJs, with wet hair, ready for their movie sleepover party. We join them.
Wow! I really did it! Without trying at all!
Lucidity, Dream Magic, and Freedom: I don’t typically wonder if I’m dreaming unless it matters to what I’m doing, as it does in this case. That can then remind me of magical-seeming things I can do in the dream. I take this to be lucid dreaming, simply because I know I’m dreaming, but I’m not in the full presence of my waking self. Rather, this is social dreaming, which is the true experience of the dream self. My initial response to Cass’s request comes from my waking self attitude, but then the knowledge that I’m dreaming comes and I realize I can say yes. My awareness wavers back and forth but mostly remains in the dream self focus, as I keep doing magical-seeming things and thinking nothing of them.
My waking self would consider this dreaming, but my dream self wouldn’t. When my dream self determines that I’m dreaming from the waking perspective, I think little of it.
Hamburger Head: Suggestion is a powerful force in the dream state. Generally whatever is suggested to you takes form in the dream. Suggestion creates an expectation which causes projection.
Was I seeing her projection or creating my own?
Dream Sleepover Party: I frequently dream of these gatherings of dreamers, sometimes friends in the real world (as in this case), and sometimes not. People get together and have parties, gatherings in the night. People meet, talk, go on adventures, come back. It a whole different side of life we’re mostly unaware of.