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This is an initial post so I can better document whatever it is that goes on in my head every time I go to sleep. I don't keep a physical dream journal because I tend to remember every dream I have in decent detail, but lucid dreaming nearly every night is tiring so I've been trying to learn more about it and experiment.
I've kinda always had weird dreams since I was a kid, to put it plainly. It seems like with every milestone in my craft I end up with a new trick up my sleeve within dreams, too, whether they just became more frequent or I had better lucidity in them. Right around 2022 things went irreversibly strange. Now I practically have a waking life and a dreaming life, as nonsensical as the dreaming one can be at times.
One of the first things I learned when all this kicked off is that dreaming isn't going to make sense. Applying waking logic to dreams as they're happening will prove confusing and, if anything, detrimental to my learning process, so kindly explained by a spirit I've been calling the Sandman who visits every now and again. That doesn't mean I can't try to define them when I'm awake, though. Everything following will be based on personal experience and supplemental reading based on said experiences.
The topics that I'll be covering in here will include (and are certainly not limited to): lucid dreaming, levels of reality awareness within dreams, symbolism/interpretation, sleeping dreams and waking dreams, various types of dream characters (those that are native to the realm and display awareness of their nature especially), dream sharing, divination, spirit work, learning within dreams, flight, and so on.
Because boy howdy there's always so much to learn and never enough time to document it. Seriously.
Thanks to anyone reading for joining me on this wild ride!
Starting with a short dream I had Summer of 2022. That day I had attempted the first Praxis Sylva listed in Viridarium Umbris by Daniel Schulke, assuming the mantles of shadow and light. I was unable to do this during the night because I live in an area where that's just a Bad idea, so I did it on the day of a full moon instead. I've spent multiple years in that wooded area/field picking berries and ID'ing plants and insects, though the field has recently been torn up for construction.
That night, I dreamt that I was sitting beneath the same tree I had meditated under earlier in the day. This particular area of the field was more on the outskirts that led into the woods, with a few birch trees here and there. I walked a little further to one birch tree I usually stop to admire on those walks and felt the need to sit beside it.
I think it was the first time I really felt the tree as a spirit. It felt kind, and had wanted to show me something. My hands were more guided than anything, because I've never taken a knife to a tree for any purpose, but I made a small notch in the trunk of the birch with a pocket knife. Clear sap started to drip out of the notch and I rushed to catch it with my free hand. It was sweet, different from raw maple sap but still delicious. In the back of my mind I heard a voice explain to me that I can use this as an offering to the land I started forming a relationship with.
It was fun to wake up and find out through some basic googling that you can in fact make drinks out of birch sap, and that birch HAD edible sap at all. Scouting as a kid had only taught me about making tea with the bark! I've yet to tap any of the trees near me but it would be a shame if I didn't at least try this Spring, given how I learned about it.
I've kinda always had weird dreams since I was a kid, to put it plainly. It seems like with every milestone in my craft I end up with a new trick up my sleeve within dreams, too, whether they just became more frequent or I had better lucidity in them. Right around 2022 things went irreversibly strange. Now I practically have a waking life and a dreaming life, as nonsensical as the dreaming one can be at times.
One of the first things I learned when all this kicked off is that dreaming isn't going to make sense. Applying waking logic to dreams as they're happening will prove confusing and, if anything, detrimental to my learning process, so kindly explained by a spirit I've been calling the Sandman who visits every now and again. That doesn't mean I can't try to define them when I'm awake, though. Everything following will be based on personal experience and supplemental reading based on said experiences.
The topics that I'll be covering in here will include (and are certainly not limited to): lucid dreaming, levels of reality awareness within dreams, symbolism/interpretation, sleeping dreams and waking dreams, various types of dream characters (those that are native to the realm and display awareness of their nature especially), dream sharing, divination, spirit work, learning within dreams, flight, and so on.
Because boy howdy there's always so much to learn and never enough time to document it. Seriously.
Thanks to anyone reading for joining me on this wild ride!
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Starting with a short dream I had Summer of 2022. That day I had attempted the first Praxis Sylva listed in Viridarium Umbris by Daniel Schulke, assuming the mantles of shadow and light. I was unable to do this during the night because I live in an area where that's just a Bad idea, so I did it on the day of a full moon instead. I've spent multiple years in that wooded area/field picking berries and ID'ing plants and insects, though the field has recently been torn up for construction.
That night, I dreamt that I was sitting beneath the same tree I had meditated under earlier in the day. This particular area of the field was more on the outskirts that led into the woods, with a few birch trees here and there. I walked a little further to one birch tree I usually stop to admire on those walks and felt the need to sit beside it.
I think it was the first time I really felt the tree as a spirit. It felt kind, and had wanted to show me something. My hands were more guided than anything, because I've never taken a knife to a tree for any purpose, but I made a small notch in the trunk of the birch with a pocket knife. Clear sap started to drip out of the notch and I rushed to catch it with my free hand. It was sweet, different from raw maple sap but still delicious. In the back of my mind I heard a voice explain to me that I can use this as an offering to the land I started forming a relationship with.
It was fun to wake up and find out through some basic googling that you can in fact make drinks out of birch sap, and that birch HAD edible sap at all. Scouting as a kid had only taught me about making tea with the bark! I've yet to tap any of the trees near me but it would be a shame if I didn't at least try this Spring, given how I learned about it.
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