A common theme of my dreams

This observation might not be significant, but it is worthy of exploring due to the frequency of my dream theme. This morning I had an ambiguous dream, in the dream amid of all the happenings, I remember a scene that I checked my purse and found out there is nothing in my purse, my wallet isn't there, is gone. I did not feel any emotional worry or concern, but since missing purse is such a frequent scene in my dream, I like to know what can be made of this?

The interpretation might be, I am unconsciously worry about my finance, or I am longing for achieving financial success. C Jung said that dreams are, after all, compensations for the conscious attitude. Since I do not deliberately think about my finance or my success during waking hours, the worry and concern show up on my dreamscape, because I suspect it is dormant and alive in my subconscious awareness.

The realm of unconscious is fascinating. They are there, 24-hours, dormant, quitely influencing our daily life from decision that we made, attitude, likes, dislikes, habitual behaviors to our personality due to our unique personal experiences throughout thousands of incarnations.

"Men, know yourself and you will know the gods and the universe"

I am pleased with my meditative practice. Every morning, like a clockwork, I will wake up between 4:30 and 5:00, and get a good one hour meditation. The quality of meditation is not entirely consistent, but my mental stamina seems to get better.

Meditation is a method of mental house-cleaning. I treasure every opportunity to meditate. I have set up a routine, one in the morning and another in the lunch hour. I feel a sense of clarity and energy after each session.

Meditation is loving oneself enough to deliberately taking time to relax the body and clear the mind, it is self caring. There is a temple of God within oneself. Only when one still one's mind, the magic presence can reveal itself.

"Man, know yourself, and you will know the Gods and the Universe"

The benefits of Lucid dreaming

Understanding the benefits of lucid dreaming, extracted from "The Sun and the Shadow" serve as an inspiration for my continuing cultivation of lucid dream. I don't have even a single lucid dream for the last six-month period when I started this project. Hopefully by understanding the benefits will propel me continuing my experiment.

Lucid dream provides a person with an experiential base for seeing all of the cosmos as "lucid", that is, ultimately composed of energy and light, rather than dense, physical matter.

Lucid dreaming provides a person with a basis for cultivation an "energy consciousness" in his own mind.

Through lucid dreaming a person can advance toward the further cultivation of intuition.

Through lucid dreaming, a person can transfer the quality of mental lucidity into waking state.

Through lucid dreaming, a person can learn to sense more quickly and clearly any negaive forces that may be approaching and can learn how to get out of harm's way more quickly.

Through lucid dreaming a person will often feel great surges of positive energy upon returning to the waking state.

Through repeated experiences of lucid dreaming, a person is increasingly motivated to develop a "transformational consciousness"

In the lucid dreaming state a person can see clearly the direct relationship between his own thoughts and his manifestable reality.

Lucid dreaming can provide people with a natural experience of ecstasy.

Evil for evil, eye for an eye! - Dreams

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I am in Western cowboy setting. I am lying in a bed of a room, next to the room is a cowboy gathering place. There are two cowboys arguing. I hear very noisy yelling of each other and then explosive sound of gunfire. Then comes children crying and screaming. All this time, I am staying right where I am, as if whatever happens do not concern me.

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Then the scene changed, I am now at home. I have several guests, we all looking out of my backyard and appreciating many beautiful flower pots that we planted. I open the screen door, and I am surprised to see menacing, dark and heavy stormy weather outside. I don't know why, my heart sink and I feel a sense of uneasiness with this climate. I quickly closed the door.

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I then find myself lying down on the floor of grand train station. I see many people passing by me and do not notice that I am lying on the floor. That is a strange feeling, they seem to not care that I am on the floor.

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I am taking a bus tour to Chinese Temple with a woman that I don't quite know. I don't remember the detail of the tour, but remember the lady told me she want to try one of the herbal remedies offered in Temple. According to her, using the herb can make you invinsible, healthy and young looking forever. I ask her name and phone number so that I can call her later to see if the herb work. She hand me a piece of paper with many writing on it. I asked, which is your name, she said "Lanker", a Chinese biblical name..


These were dreams of absolute nonsense, at least feel like it. Although I can't say for sure. The I who appeared in the first and third episode clearly demonstrated the relationship of cause and effect. I was indifferent on what was happening in the gathering place, and I was treated indifferently while I was lying on the floor of train station when I was homeless! Evil for evil, eye for an eye. It is instant karma! Then the last espidoe of Chinese biblical name? I don't know how my subconscious got that idea!

Mind Project out to Beach

I woke up 5:00 am and worked on my one-hour meditation. Follow Kenneth's example, I finished my meditation by 6:00 am. I then fell back to sleep and all the while, suggesting I will have a vivid lucid dream.

Well, after a short while, I felt vibration in my body, slowly I floated up to the ceiling of my room. I can clearly see the granite texture and movement of ceiling when I passed through it, the images is sharp and clear. As I ascended, and floated back and forth, I was also gaining speed for the final push out of the room and onto an expansive beach. While I was levitating in higher altitude, I see bright blue beach umbrellas dotted on that sandy beach. While I was gazing down the scene, the images started to fade. I looked at the alarm clock, it was 6:30 am, only half an hour passed when I got back to sleep.

I was aiming for lucid dream but experienced astral project instead. Nonethless, I am happy with the result. One thing stand out on this projection is the clarity of the images. I have floated in my bedroom many times, but never have I noticed the texture and movement of ceiling when I passed through it. I also noticed distinctly the gaining of speed and the bright blue color.

Hope for lucid dreaming rekindled!

I still don't have any luck in lucid dreaming. Last weekend, I borrowed a book from Library, The Sun and the Shadow, when I got the book, I just mentally brushed off as another lucid dreaming book like others. All the books that I read, either author was extremely talented and lucid dreaming came naturally for them or author presented the techniques that I followed to the dot, and I still don't get it after many months trying.

A meditator himself, Kenneth Kelzer suggested using meditation as a springboard for lucid dreaming. He will have one hour early morning meditation, followed by giving himself suggestion that he would have a lucid dreaming upon returning to sleep. He was successful for about once every two weeks. That is a great idea. I myself also do early morning meditation about 4 or 5 times a week. After I read a couple of chapters, I have tremendous hope for the possibility of lucidity in my dream.

"Expect nothing, be ready for anything", that is the attitude.

Sculpting workshop! A Dream

Sculpting workshop!

This morning, I woke up 5:30am to practice my one hour meditation. I finished meditation at 6:30am, and intended to lie down for just 5 to 10 minutes.

Within that 10 minutes, I dreamed of attending a sculpting workshop. There were many people attending the workshop, we were all assigned a boarding room. When finished the workshop, I strolled down the various room to look at other people's work (but I have no impression of what they were) . While leisurely walking, I suddenly realized that I did not have my purse with me, I thought of going back to my room where I stayed overnight, but I forgot how to get there.

So, I walked and thought of what to do next. Then I stumbled into a huge auditorium and saw many people working on their sculpture. I suddenly noticed that all the way to the top of the ceiling, there was my purse, billboard sized, had James picture and my credit cards layout just like when I open my purse. So, I walked in and felt elated. As I walked closer, the image disappeared. That was not my purse after all.

The scene then changed. I was lying on a baby crib, there were wooden bars on all sides. I distinctly heard two women talking next to my bed, I struggled to hold on the wooden bar and tried to get up to see who's talking, but I can't, I was in a state of paralysis. Although I heard the talking loudly, and able to distinguish two women's voice, but I can't comprehend what they were talking, it might as well that they were talking Hebrew. While I struggled to get up, I woke up, there was only 10 minutes passed since I lied down after my meditation.

Now, what would happen if I was lucid when I saw my billboard sized purse in the auditorium. I would probably say to myself, how absurd, how can my purse be so big? I must be dreaming. well, if my conscious mind kicked in at that moment, I might tell myself, "don't worry, it's only a dream, my purse is safely right next to my bed. Since I am in a dream, let's see what others do." I will stroll down the auditorium at ease, enjoy and appreciate other people's sculpting. Lucid dream can change an anxious situation to a blissful enjoyment of ordinary thing.

Meditation, a lifetime pursuit!

Meditation, means to a lifetime pursuit!

I have now established a good meditation practice. I will go to bed as usual and instinctly I will wake up around 5:30 am and do a one-hour meditaiton before my daily routine. This morning, I have 1 and 1/2 hour meditation from 5:30 am to 7:00 am due to the flexible hour on weekend. During lunch hour I will practice another 45-minute.

The quietness of mind is an on and off thing. Depending on the complexity and incidents of my daily life, the images of the day just float in and out of my consciousness spontaneously. I can't say I have absolute control of my thought, as that will take many year's practice to reach it. But even in the ancient time when life is simpler and there weren't many technological distractions, it will still take a lifetime to reach mastership.

I realize that every session of meditation is like a rung of ladder to higher level of consciousness. This morning, at the end of meditation, I experienced a funny scenarios that I chuckled when I came back to my senses.

"...There is a house, I open a patch of wall and said, Dad, here is your walk in area, and drill another smaller wall and said, Mom, here is yours, but myself, I just walk confidently in a grand door to the house...."

What was that about? I was not talking particularly to anyone, but I saw myself a lively, cute and energetic young woman with white t-shirt and blue skirt ( very much unlike my usual self).

Tumbling down the stairs

Around noon time yesterday, I got into the routine of doing my running fast downstairs and excited about the meditation that followed after my brief 15 minute lunch.

I was thinking about something and did not pay much attention while I flew down, and in a split second I found myself tumbling, and rolling downhill unable to stop on the 12 steps of concrete stairs. I finally stopped at the third base and heard the water bottle that I held in my hand precipitated down yet another flight of stairs below to the last base. I was shocked when it was over. It took me more than several minutes to get back up, I felt hurt on my knee, and I rolled up the pant and immediately saw several good size scrapes on my knee.

What happened? I can't remember how did it start? I missed the step? All that I remember was that while I rolled down the stairs, I thought to myself, wow! you weren't walking down, you were tumbling down. The sensation was quite unique, profound and shocking.

I was lucky that I did not break some bones in the process. I was able to walk and go back to my office and report to safety committee. I was grateful that my company sent me immediately (safety officer even ask me whether I need an ambulance or not) to St. Jude hospital several miles down the 57 freeway. I was taken good care of, the X-ray was taken on both of my knee, the scrapped knee was cleaned and bandaged, blood pressure measured, temperature normal, got a tetanus shot and I was released after an hour's ordeal.

The beautiful part is that I excused myself from work today and tomorrow. I am happy that I got a chance reading a book "South of the Clouds", interesting stories about China from the view point of foreign journalist, a perfect escape of drudgery and tedious office work.

I have learned a lesson, never run down the stairs, walk instead. But I will continue walk up the stairs as part of my exercise.

I like to think I can learn any lesson in any situation without any hard feeling, pointless regret or any kind of bitterness. I have come to understand that any incident that happens to us has a cause that may be hidden from view at the time , nonetheless, it is there. I am very grateful that I have only minor bruises and aftermath soreness, nothing serious. I do not even mention this incident to my mother cause I believe once I have learned the lesson then I just let go. There is no need to recounting the incident to anyone except I have mentioned to James, and James kept telling me I was lucky coming out of it without serious injury. I feel the same way indeed.

A journey of inner plane!

A week has passed, I have no dream experience. For some unknown reason, I seem to not remembering anything at all upon waking. In this past week, I also got back to my meditation routine in earnest. I will take my quick 15 minute lunch and settle for 45 to 50 minutes meditation. I felt refreshed and clear minded after that. I especially like the morning meditation. It is like clockwork, I will wake up between 4:35 to 5:35 am and settle for 1-2 hours meditation.

I have since finished reading "shadow Divers" and gone on the book "One Giant Leap" about the only astronaut that I can remember the name, Neil Armstrong. As I have shifted the selection of my reading from theory to experience, I increasingly enjoy especially the real life experience as opposed to novel. I have not come across a novel that can rival the detailed accounts of human inspirational spirit in overcoming obstacles and uplifting the mind and soul of the readers.

Life is a journey, but my journey is more focused on inner exploration as opposed to outer discovery. I have not one day forget reminding myself the possibilities of reaching the highest level of frequency, vibration, consciousness and awareness afford a man in this lifetime. If I desire enough, if I work hard enough, if I impress my subconscious enough, all these inner discovery and adventure are waiting to unfold. As a man think, so is he.

OBE with chorus and children giggling!

I drove to visit someone. By the time I got midway, it was dark. I did not get to where I intended to go. Then, I found that my car was trapped in between two big trucks. I was not sure what to do. Then, there was a gentleman led me to his house. I am not sure why, but I waited in a room that had an altar. While I waited there, I saw a metal scrupture image of a man in the altar. Then the gentleman that led me to his house came in the room and woked up the metal sculpture. I was shocked and embarrassed of knowing he was a real person. I kept thinking, was I behaving appropriately while I was watching that sculpture? He seemed to have magical power.

Shortly afterwards, I floated up and down around my room, then headed across the window, while I was floating, I heard pleasing music and children's giggling sound. I felt that I was not the one that in charge of my flight. Several times, I felt a sharp turn and I immediately changed the direction of my float, almost like a roller coaster ride. I sensed there was an invisible force sending me on this journey. All the while, the singing and children's giggling continued. I woke up feeling very happy indeed.

Electricity, what is it?

Not much progress made on lucid dreaming project. In fact, I have not remembered my dreams for more than 3 weeks.

During the time, I have continued to work on my connection with univese, finished reading the "shadow Diver" and gone on reading "Electric Universe" as of now. As I have indicated in previous post, my book selection start to shift from theory to practical application of any known universal laws. Under previous inclination, I will not be interested in reading physics related material, but I found "Electric Universe" fascinating. As scientists gradually discovered many different aspects and properties of electricity, the application is infinitely expanding. We are taking granted the convenience of electricity in our modern society, that we seldom think about it at all. But looking back, we realized that many scientific breakthrough was the result of many decades (or even centuries) and many scientists relentless pursuit of their vision.

Now we live in a society that electricity infiltrate in every aspect of our life. We can't live without it anymore. Just a short two hundread years ago, we did not even know its existence.

Back to the square one

I have a feeling, I need to get back to square one again with my lucid-dreaming training. My recall ability is getting further behind. I have practically no memory of any dreams lately. That wasn't the case two to three weeks ago. Things are not happening. I went to bed every night with great anticipation, but got up in the morning with zero inspiration. I need to fire up my enthusiasm and instill a beginner's mind.

Think about when I started the lucid dreaming training, I was all excited and full of hope, but now the fire of enthusiasm is nearly extinguished. That is not good. "Lucid Dreaming in seven days", that seven day now stretches to months. How do I project my conscious awareness in my dreams? how? how? I wish I have the answer.

U-Boat!

It is a Saturday, I can spend whole day reading a fascinating book about discovery of WWII German U-boat, called: shadow divers from Robert Kurson. I got this non-fiction in Rowland Height library quite accidently. I was running short of my reading material. I started uninterested in theories, principles. I have read many inspirational books for last four years. Now I want different kind of reading material, I want to read the experience of life inself. The book took me to the heart of human spirit that have stretched my imagination.

With the story unfolded, the destiny have paved the way for two men obsessed to discover the identity of shipwreck 50 miles off the New Jersey coast. I am half way through the book, my spirit is uplifted with every page turn. I shall know the identity of the U-boat that lied in the bottom of the Atlantic ocean in a few days.

In the meantime, my voyage for lucid dreaming seems to go no where. For a week, I don't have significant impression of my dreams, I have hit a void in my dream world. There must be a way to project my conscious awareness into my dream word, yet I have no idea how to do that. I still carry with me the vibrational alarm every day, every hour to remind me doing reality check. I fill my thought of fantasizing lucid dreaming often, and yet when I was dreaming, none of what I have done matters. Dream world is still off-limit to my conscious awareness.

A fantastic astral flight

"I feel that my head is being squeezed, there is a tremendous pressure around it, it is unbearable and scary, I yell " I am God, I am God" several times, then seconds later, I am floating out of my house into the darkness. I float down to a grassy area, I can actually feel the texture of moisturized grass. It is so real, I am conscious and aware.

I say to myself, I should be able to fly. So, I get up and jump several steps and there I go. I fly higher and higher, I feel that I am flying toward Los Angeles area. I am having a good time. I encounter some people, have conversations , actually in complete conscious awareness. I bump into ceiling of a large building just to see if I can pass through it since I am aware that I am only invisible energy, an astral body....."

When I came back to my senses, I felt that my memory did not do justice of my experience. I have experienced a lot more but I can only remember a small portion of it. A lot of details were not remembered. This astral projection last the longest that I have ever recalled, and this is also my first astral experience that it was not just happened spontaneously. I was actually conscious and aware after several seconds initial out of body and was able to direct my movement and had intention to experiment while I was in it. The state of emotion was elation, a sense of awe and excitement. WOW! It was fantastic!

Spiritual Blackout

I feel like I have experienced a complete blackout of conscious awareness of my dream. Last seven days or so, I don't remember a thing of my dream. Despite my diligent work on reality checking every hour during the day, my dream time is still off-limit to my waking conscious mind. How can this be? Isn't the saying "We are what we think" still a true statement?

I admit that my life situation on last week did have some effect of my ability to recall. I slept late, sometimes very late. On average, I probably have only 5 to 6 hours sleep. My body may just need that little time to restore and recharge, and no spare moment for elaborate dream exploration. In any case, I am still on course toward my goal of lucid dreaming.

Lucid dream is dream of being conscious and aware. I imagined many times what would I do if I am conscious and aware? I will fly over the mountains of Tibet, stand on the summit of Mount Everest, walk on the moon, visit Rome, cruise to Hawaii, witness glacier of Alaska and many other thousands of places. What about the possibility of BEING my Higher Self, talking to GOD, visiting other dimensions and other worlds. The last but not the least is to know the truth of our existence, gain wisdom and knowledge of our world and the universes. There are so much to learn and to grow into, I am hardly able to contain my excitement whenever I thought of these mind and spirit adventures. It is like entire universe is on your backyard.

Are these spiritual experiences attainable? I believe it is. It will take time, effort and persistence. Yes, it may take a very long time and a lot of patience.

Walk the dog - A Dream

I had a field day walked the dog. I and my dog were out walking in many places. In the dream, I talked to my dog as if it was a person. I advised the dog to take the cane while walking, so that when it sees something that it does not like, like a nasty dog, it can just sweep the walking cane, scare the dog away and it will be safe. I even demonstrated by swinging my cane several occasions so that our path were clear.

Then we came to a place where we saw the second son in the show of "Melcolm in the middle" hanged himself in a upside down position. I used my cane to hit him in the face, then he suddenly jerked up from a comatose state...then I woke up.

This was an interesting dream. Never had I ever walked the dog in my whole waking life. First, I don't have a dog. Second, I am scared of dog, I have dog phobia. If I walk on the street and I see a cute small dog walking toward me, I will get fearful and nervous and will try to avoid it as far away as possible. To be walking side by side with a big dog naturally like in my dream was unthinkable in my waking life. Well, may be my dream is trying to tell me, nothing is impossible. I could overcome phobia, transcend fear and some day accomplish something that is unthinkable at a time.

A friendly neighbor - A Dream

"A friendly neighbor"

There were several dream scenes mingled together, I could not tell which one happended first.

One time I was playing with my sister's baby, the baby was cute but it was crying. The other time, I was having a good time talking to my neighbor, I had a handsome neighbor, we were close friends. He had this flashing, pleasant smile, we were having fun visiting each other. In the dream, whenever I want to talk to him, I just knock his door, and he is always pleasant and full of smile ..... A quite pleasant dream indeed!

Then I have this fragmented, vague dream memory about 3 types of brain wave patterns....I lost most of the content when I woke up early this morning.

Can conscious frontal lobes facilitate lucid dreaming?

There were several disappointing nights as far as lucid dream training went! But there were gains in other areas. I finished reading a novel from John Grisham, the Broker, an interesting story. I got a package for "Hypnotherapy course - module one". I have used the program for several nights trying to program my mind for lucid dreaming. It has not bear any result yet, but I will continue my learning and exploring.

During the day, I continue using the vibrating alarm to help me randomly asking my self "Am I dreaming or am I awake?", then reality checking by looking at some text, turn way and look again. Of Course, I always find myself completely awake and aware in physical reality. My biggest question is, " How can I maintain conscious awareness while I am dreaming?" It is quite an impossible task, at least to me. While I am dreaming, I am in a totally different dimension, and my conscious mind is not able to penetrate it, because it does not belong.

Now, I read a theory about the likelihood of non-sleeping "frontal lobe" for lucid dreamer. How can I manage to have my frontal lobe not to sleep during my dream time?

What a mess - A Dream

Just before my son knocking my door asking for an "Ambien" sleeping pill, I was having a full-blown dream of having taken four college courses but don't quite remember what classes that I am taking. This is about mid quarter, but I have not attended the class and worse still I am not preparing for the tests that are coming soon. I was confused and nervous. The time was about 1:30am. His knocking abruptly ended the confusion. Glad to be back on waking reality.

My bedroom pergo floor is ruined. There is a dish washing sink just next to my bed, I am doing dishes and water is dripping all over the floor. I even see soy sauce spilling all over the other side of the sink and it smells. The once beautiful wooden floor looks like a mess....

If dreams are reflection of my mind, I must have a chaotic reservoir of subconscious memories that were firing up rapidly last night! What triggered the surfacing of subconscious memory, I asked? Well, it could be anything or nothing. Mind indeed is mysterious!