Dream of the Week: Meeting the Dream Maker

I'm walking along a city street at night with no one else around. It's eerie how quiet it is, but I keep moving with my head down. I stop at a corner and it's raining. It's *only* raining right here on this small sliver of the sidewalk. How unusual it is for the rain to be so narrowly focused? I ask myself, "Is this a dream?" Whoa, it is! ⚡️

Now lucid, I check my reality by attempting to put my hand through the abandoned store window next to me. The glass breaks and I can feel the cold, solid pieces of glass around my hand, but there's no pain. Now certain that I'm dreaming, I walk through the store wall, but I break it and everything inside. Whoops. I go back outside and a car is parked directly outside. The windows are up, but I can see someone sitting in the back seat. I think to stick my head through the window to talk to the person, but with my current track record, I go with my hand instead. I push my hand toward the glass and THUD... I hit my hand against the surface. It doesn't break and it doesn't pass through. What the heck?

The window rolls down and a woman in her twenties is there. Her gaze remains forward and she looks very annoyed. A friendlier man in the front seat (who I understand to be her brother) turns to the back and happily waves to me forward implying that I should go to the front passenger window to talk to him. I go to his window and he hands me a hand-written note that says, "Go visit the park, you're already there." I try a re-reading test and am surprised that the words on the note stay the same. I'm very excited to follow his direction. I wave goodbye and walk ahead repeating, "Go visit the park, you're already there" to myself over and over so that I remember it when I wake up.

Within moments, I reach the park and realize why he wanted me to come here. It's absolutely beautiful! It's night time, but somehow everything has a shining glow. The park is bursting with perfectly trimmed hedges, colorful flower bushes, magical trees with unusual green leaves and twinkling lights, and teeny blue butterflies hovering among strange orange fruits resembling the kumquat. I can't get over how unbelievably whimsical this place is and I break into song, randomly signing things that I see.

I fly up above the corner of the park, getting a birds-eye view, considering what to explore first. Surprisingly, I can't seem to fly forward. I make a few attempts to move ahead, unintentionally pushing myself upside down! I roll with it, hovering down beneath a tree examining the teeny butterflies in great detail. In the distance, I see a small apple tree within another tree and am utterly delighted!

Forgetting that I'm upside down, I fly toward it but fall to the ground. When I get back up, it's now daytime and I'm on a cement bridge in the center of the park looking down over a grassy knoll below. Still fully lucid, I decide it's time to talk to the dream itself. With that in mind, I shout up to the sky, "I wish to speak with the Dream Maker!" Nothing happens. I repeat this three more times, and each time, nothing happens.

I'm left disappointed and confused. Suddenly, an enormous figure enters the scene, as tall as the sky itself. He resembles a young version of Genghis Khan and looks down on my tiny self with a look of mild frustration as if he has been disrupted. (I'm probably the size of his hand). I look up at him in awe and he stands still for a moment of judgment.

He shrinks down to normal human size, with the same stern look on his face. I'm in such a shock, that I don't know what to say. I wish I had been more prepared with a question! So, I go in for a hug. He backs away and without words, communicates that an embrace is not an appropriate right now. He seems to communicate that I must not rush it and the dream becomes wildly unstable before it fades completely to black.

But, I don't wake up. I come back to the scene again and he is still looking over me. He continues to communicate that he is in control here and that I need to be slow. I dip in and out a few more times before waking up completely, surprised and unsure of what to make of it all. 😱

ProTip: Go into each night with an intention or question that you’d like to request of your dream. Have a few at the ready!

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