- In bed – 9.14pm
- Lights off – 11.21pm
- Woke up – 8.24am
Was very tired all day, understandably after last night, I suppose. I did lots of work though with my extra hours. I did self-awareness and RC/ADA, but not a huge amount of the latter two. There was no in-day meditation, in case I fell asleep and ruined my night, but I did heartbeat med and mantras before sleep, too tired for music.
Dreams
5.50am – This was, as usual recently, a really long and in depth dream to begin the night, but it faded so quickly once I woke up. It was so fast that when trying to return to sleep I worked out that I hadn’t actually woken up to remember it, that was all done while I was asleep. I only actually woke when I was half way through writing my notes down, though I forgot them instantly. Interesting, dream journaling in my dream. I should have noticed.
7.55am – Only jotted down a nonsensical ending, ‘Ended in prison and all the prisoners saying they didn’t like the ‘Modern Prologue.’ I figured it was a bust for the night on the dream front. But late REM stages to the rescue it would seem.
8.24am – I’ll recount the ending first, as they are fairly different parts, and that was the first to come back to me. I was pulled into a survival horror game, after walking to an old mansion instead of uni. I didn’t even say goodbye to my girlfriend, just got up and walked straight out. So I was texting her, before deciding to go into a dark, scary warehouse in the middle of nowhere. I got lost, (what else could I do in that situation?), and it was quite scary, so I hid in the dark hoping that no one would find me. But there were 4 people searching the warehouse. Just as they were about to rumble me in my hiding spot, I slapped one of them on the top of his bald head with the hard end of a light’s pull switch that I had procured somehow. They then had to decide what to do with me and gave me the choice of how I wanted to go with them, either like a lackey, or as the leader, or because the girl there from Spain was pretty. Each choice came with a different reward in experience points and other things which I saw written down like D&D. The beginning of this dream, or maybe a different dream altogether, was another that was infuriatingly close to achieving one of my goals. I had written a few lines of a song in the dream and recalled the tune upon waking. I wrote down the lyrics I could remember, hummed the really nice melody and even figured out some finger picking accompaniment for it on guitar. My girlfriend really liked it, as did I… and then I woke up. ARGH!! I’ve done this exact thing half a dozen times before, the worst one being completely writing a whole song and practicing it for an hour, before waking up and forgetting everything. It’s so very annoying. The only thing I can remember of it was a small portion of the guitar accompaniment, (which, as I was hoping, sounds exactly as it did in the dream; which is promising for my future music creation within my unconscious, so I’m happy at that at least).
So another very close night, I’m definitely moving in the right direction I think, even if they are not regular they are still coming. The not waking up from the dream and trying to recall it anyway shows a brilliant sense of self I think, it’s a huge step. And of course the musicality of my dreams is one of my main focuses. So I’m happily on track I think. And remember this is a skill that takes most people years and years to master, or even just to become good at, so a few months of serious practice, I think I’m getting good results.