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I Learned Something Last Night

Published December 1, 2019 by Nan Mykel

 

I wanted feedback from my dreams last night so I “incubated” a dream, adding hypnogogic and hypnopompic  thoughts and images (the going to sleep and waking up periods) to my focus.  And I think I dreamed all night–during, before and after. But I learned that no matter how motivated, I could not record my dreams with my eyes closed, or even open while still lying down and not re-arranging myself in bed.

Day residues are easiest to recall, & the lone motorcycle in my condo’s otherwise empty parking lot (Thanksgiving, you know) clearly re-appeared in a fragment about a family next door not permitting a motorcycle to park in our own driveway.

The other dreams were fruitful, I could tell,  but too many to fully record any. I do remember hearing the sound of scissors cutting.  What I learned is that I must get new batteries for my old voice recorder if I want to really get serious about dreamsploring.

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