I was dreaming that I was awake in another reality. I
knew I was in a dream. I was conscious that what I was doing was not real life,
and that physically I was actually at home, unconscious in my bed, but that my
spirit was awake, somewhere else.
I could do whatever I wanted and get away with it. I
was in a vacation land that looked like a tropical, glamorous version of Long
Beach and I was sprinting to and fro endlessly, without getting tired. I was
going all around into hotel rooms and running onto other people’s property. I was running like I didn't have a care in the world.
And I would see all this amazing wonderful food and I would feel satisfied just
by looking at it. And I met Julia and her boyfriend because she was working the
door at a famous party. And there was a magic lady floating around on a
cushioned seat and she was dripping from head to toe with jewels and she knew
all. She knew that I was dreaming. I went up to her, and although I was afraid
to ask her, I asked how, if I wanted, could I wake up from my dream. And she
said all I had to do was something that I could only do in a dream and then I
would return to my true reality. Then, people tried to capture me and tie me
up, but I was so quick that I would always escape. I realized that I didn't
want to be dreaming anymore. In my dream I realized that I wanted to go back to
real life, so I went up to Julia and thought about what I wanted and what the
floating lady told me and all of a sudden her face turned birdlike and her
mouth became a beak and she bit my lips off and they were floating bloodlessly
in the air above my face and then, the next thing I know, I am waking up. And I
think it is my true reality until I get out of bed and realize that I am not in
the room that I fell asleep, not in my bed in my house, but rather a little
girl’s room. And the food in my other "dream" I had actually consumed
in this reality and there were candy and junk wrappers all over this poor girls
floor. And then I realized that I was still dreaming, so I focused on what I
wanted a little harder and on what that floating lady in my deeper dream had
told me, and then, I came out of my second dream.
I remember coming out of this dream and into real
life. It was as if I had broken the surface of my conscience and unconscious
mind in real time. And for a split second as I was still dreaming I said, Okay
Miriam, now you are going to wake up. And I did. As I was dreaming I opened my
eyes and lifted my head and I was exactly where I belonged, in my own bed, in my
own house, and I was awake, or at least the reality I spend my waking time in.
And I remembered everything so vividly, in a more clarified way than I do when
I normally dream. I had a sense of the passing of time in this dream and it all
was so chronological and different events were so memorable that it was as if
it wasn't a normal, blurry dream, but rather my spirit traveling to a different
reality.
