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Submitted Dream Fragments:
"I dreamed that a friend, who is a successful artist, showed me how to paint with luxurious amounts of paint- opening up my creativity in new ways and new abundance. Then six red baby macaws began walking around my feet. In real life this past week I started to paint with a lot more paint than I usually do- I remembered the dream and decided to put it into action.."
"Last night in my dream I was running away heartbroken from witnessing betrayed from a loved one. I suddenly was in a field and there were big trees that had its bark in the shape of people flying through them. There was a woman who thought I was one of those people and offered to put me into a device that would help me become like them. I knew I was deceiving her but wanted to fly."
"In my dream, I was staring into the sky, when I noticed a shadowy figure covering the sun. I looked up at the sun, and at first it was glaringly bright and I couldn't tell what shape the shadow was. Then it started coming into focus and I noticed it was the shape of a huge bird. As soon as I was able to tell it was a bird I realized the bird was looking right at me, and then turned to fly in my direction. I was a little scared in that moment, but as it got closer I felt a warmth that was very comforting. The warmth got closer, stronger, more real seeming, and then I woke up."
"I have been listening to the long video prompt, falling asleep to it every night. The first night nothing happened. The second night I had a dream of my grandfather. It wasn’t related to the Phoenix but it was A lucid dream which I don’t think I have ever had. I was aware that I was conjuring up my grandfather. A good start, I think."
"In my dream, someone showed me a picture of the Sun. The surface of the Sun was like paint, as though drops had landed on its surface and made droplet splashes. There were thousands of tiny splashes. And each droplet was a phoenix."
"Well, I looked in a mirror & instead of myself there was Gerrit."
"I became lucid in my dream and I thought about wanting to dream about a phoenix. I didn't know exactly what I wanted though, so I started with trying to gather energy with my arms stretched out, and as I slowly closed my arms they started emitting flames. Then my whole body was surrounded by fire but it wasn't scary or unpleasant, it felt normal and ok."
"They showed me 3 stars in equilateral trianglular relationship. Inside the triangle in the far distance was the most beautiful purple silver rainbow-esque nebula. The color cloud was coming in closer and closer inside the triangle. They said, "This is the new song of the Phoenix we all get to sing now." I was so mesmerized and grateful. And then I realized it was all happening in my 3rd eye."
"I don't remember my dream, exactly; I remember the transition from sleep to wakefulness:
As I came into consciousness there was a very young child laughing outside the window - and I think this must have been part of my dream, too, because the experience was one of awakening into a state of laughter.
That is: there was a brief moment during waking, before me, the sound outside the window, and everything else resolved into discreet entities. And in this moment there was just : laughter. The sense that the whole world was laughing.
Not hilarious-funny laughter; but happy-child laughter. It was a great way to be (re)born into the day..."
"I am sitting in a large airplane and I cannot tell if it is at rest or flying. The plane is quite wide - there are roughly 30 or 40 seats in each row. People are scattered, though they are not spaced Covid-social-distancing style. The plane is about 1/3 full. I'm sitting six or seven rows back, toward the right side of the plane. There are people to my left, but no one to my right until the far end of the plane. A man walks from the side of the plane where the entrance is to the front/centre of all of the seats. I do not trust him. He is sinister and sly. He stops and says, 'Welcome passengers. Tonight we're going to fly you ....' In the middle of his sentence, I begin to lucid dream. I know that he is trying to say 'fly you straight to hell', but I think to myself, 'heaven, heaven, heaven'... and the eery man finishes, '...to heaven.' I still do not trust him, but am glad to have lucid dreamt. I look to my right and there is still no one there. I look to my left, see others a few seats down and think, 'I want there to be someone to my right.' When I turn back right, I see a woman sitting two or three seats down from me. She's looking forward and I do not see her face. She is calm."