I don't normally post here, but am interested in some thoughts from those who seem to have experience regarding dreaming.
This morning when I woke up, I could barely wake up and function, to about 20-30 minutes before I was completely coherent. I was dreaming intently, lucidly for what feels like hours. These dreams seemed to be strung together one after another with an intensity and vividness that I have rarely experienced. The details were exquisite, every blade of grass, the clouds, moss in the rushing river, the pours in a stone.
The common thread of each seemed to be something rushing, moving quickly. Traveling down a road to a town of no consequence, vaguely remembered from childhood. A clear, rushing river on a stone bridge with people playing in the river. A house in a treed setting with a helicopter nearby, a man in uniform, me but not me, getting in and piloting it above trees and through hills and valleys, dodging houses in a new subdivision. Seeing all in both first and third person at the same time. No terror, really almost peaceful and utterly intense at the same time.
I was shaken this morning, my heart pounding, intense feelings. It was wild and weird and cool all at the same time. It made me remember other dreams with the same intense settings, particularly in another country where I spent some time.
Even then, though, they do not compare to a dream in college once. It was the most intense thing I have ever experienced. Without going into details, I remember it clearly after nearly 15 years. I can still feel the mood, the details, the lighting, the utterly intense emotion. I the dream I fell in love with a woman who went blind, who thought I didn't want her, but I did. I woke up with tears of love and utter happiness, I felt such the entire day. I don't know that in real life if I have ever experienced such intense emotions. The odd things is that I never had never been in love at that point in my life, so I could not have had a past experience in it.
I am curious as to thoughts on how or why. Musings. Anything. Thanks.
This morning when I woke up, I could barely wake up and function, to about 20-30 minutes before I was completely coherent. I was dreaming intently, lucidly for what feels like hours. These dreams seemed to be strung together one after another with an intensity and vividness that I have rarely experienced. The details were exquisite, every blade of grass, the clouds, moss in the rushing river, the pours in a stone.
The common thread of each seemed to be something rushing, moving quickly. Traveling down a road to a town of no consequence, vaguely remembered from childhood. A clear, rushing river on a stone bridge with people playing in the river. A house in a treed setting with a helicopter nearby, a man in uniform, me but not me, getting in and piloting it above trees and through hills and valleys, dodging houses in a new subdivision. Seeing all in both first and third person at the same time. No terror, really almost peaceful and utterly intense at the same time.
I was shaken this morning, my heart pounding, intense feelings. It was wild and weird and cool all at the same time. It made me remember other dreams with the same intense settings, particularly in another country where I spent some time.
Even then, though, they do not compare to a dream in college once. It was the most intense thing I have ever experienced. Without going into details, I remember it clearly after nearly 15 years. I can still feel the mood, the details, the lighting, the utterly intense emotion. I the dream I fell in love with a woman who went blind, who thought I didn't want her, but I did. I woke up with tears of love and utter happiness, I felt such the entire day. I don't know that in real life if I have ever experienced such intense emotions. The odd things is that I never had never been in love at that point in my life, so I could not have had a past experience in it.
I am curious as to thoughts on how or why. Musings. Anything. Thanks.