Thats the real question isint it... if its shared, who's dream is it? :bugeye:
We have found that both participants have control in the dream and we only end up together if there is the desire to be together. But my friends dont have shared dreams with any other people so I guess I'm some sort of catalyst? I dont know I'm still trying to figure this out too
. I suppose I might be going to their dreams because they comment on my fading in and out and just going poof and they continue in the dream world.
Mebby I have a bad connection hehe.
Although that being forced out feeling is definatly a bad vibe and its not the other participant, it feels outside, a couple of times one of my friends said her dream went to crap after I left and could have used my help. The first time I ever had a shared dream was a messed up night... I'm on a role and no one has called me bonkers yet (hee I think I am sometimes though
) so I might as well spill the beanz.
I woke up there she was, my friend "Missy". I was confused to say the least, until I realized I must have been dreaming. I looked into her eyes, and she looked back, something was not right this wasn’t normal. I could still somewhat feel my body lying in bed in Beaverton Oregon, yet when she stood and hugged me I felt the touch of her skin and the warmth of her body. Mind you, she lives in Maine. My mind was reeling I could not understand what was happening, I was conscious but it felt as if I had two bodies, one in Oregon and one somewhere else, I wasn’t sure where, it was a cozy room, she kissed me and then my senses of my body laying in Oregon faded, I was only with her now. We spoke with each other, she said, “I so do not want to wake up from this” and then we made love, it was incredible to say the least. I still knew it was a dream, but for some reason I didn’t care, it was real now, that was all that mattered to us. After both of us were spent, everything began to fade it felt like we were being torn apart, and the dream ended. I awoke again in my bed alone in Oregon, my heart was racing and I was exhausted. I decided to take a cold shower, to try and clear my mind of what happened. While showering I noticed the room wasn’t right, the lights werent normal, I tried to turn on more lights but nothing changed crap!!…still dreaming!!, I woke up again in bed and if what happened afterward was a dream than I am still asleep dreaming as I write this now. I felt a presence in the room, it was very alien and it scared the crap out of me, I sat up and there was a shadowy figure in the doorway to my room. It said something in a guttural language that I did not understand per say, but I got the gist of it. It was a warning… I was frozen in fear as it spoke, utter terror, I could not move at all. It’s not something I wish to experience again. Then it vanished into the shadows, when I could move, I reached for my sword that I keep at the head of my bed, everyone makes fun of me for it. Hah… my reasons had just manifested before me, what the hell I would have been able to against a shadow I have no clue. I did not sleep the rest of that night. In the morning I spoke to Missy and she told me about the wonderful dream she had and how she wondered if it was me… I asked her some questions about the dream about things I said to her and had done. “Your ears…” I asked, she interrupted me and said that I had paid quite a bit of attention to them, I remembered that her ears were pointy and sexy as hell... She said she had a thing about Elves (Tolkien style) and that she saw herself as an elf in a lot of her dreams. There were other things too but it was all too much it was her in the dream, we were together, we didn’t by coincidence have a dream that was similar, we had one dream, together. She asked me questions about the dream now too, and her silence after I replied showed she knew what had happened as well… There were subtle differences in the way we perceived each other and ourselves which I found very interesting...
We just kinda sat there on the phone quiet for a while... She said she was scared, I was scared too, not something I admit to in most cases, trying to be the big strong guy and all, but I was, and I could not deny it and said it. To this day this stuff scares the bejeezus out of me there is ALOT of crap going on out there that I dont know about and dont understand and it makes me feel tiny scared and sometimes powerless... I suppose thats why I do as much as I can to learn about it, to get as much input about everything as I can, so I dont have to be afraid any more.
