Hard to talk after meditating
I was just reminded that sometimes after meditating, I find it hard to talk to people. I can generally understand what they're saying, but my problem is two-fold. First, I have to work to formulate a sentence, and second, I have to get my mouth to work properly.
I don't know if this is a common occurrence among people that meditate, but as I just ran into this again, I wanted to mention it here.
Dream of not catching a football on Super Bowl morning
I'm writing this the day after the Super Bowl, but on the morning of the Super Bowl, I dreamed that I was talking to Peyton Manning, and then a football was coming to me from my left, and I was on the ground, like being on my knees, and I had to catch this ball. The ball hit me in the hands and chest, but I couldn't grab it, and it bounced off to my right.
As I dove to my right for the ball in my dream, I woke up, and dove off my futon, and into a large box next to the futon. Other than fumbling the football, I thought this was pretty funny.
A schizophrenia-like area of sleepland
Not feeling well (ongoing headache), I went to bed before 8pm last night. Somewhere during the night, before 2am, I was in a strange area of sleep consciousness where I'm wide awake, and I know I'm asleep and laying in my apartment, but there are other very real 'people' around that really aren't there. Call them hallucinations or schizophrenia-like experiences, but they are as real as this computer.
More intense dreams
Wow, another night of intense, very real dreams, often leaving me trying to hold on to reality, including many fun PK dreams. But when the second-to-last dream involved a terrorist plot (transporting some type of weapon or poison through implants in the mouth), and the last dream showed many Facebook posts with only the word "blood", well, I had absolutely no problem getting out of bed this morning.
The perils of physical beauty
As a picture of a beautiful young model I know lays face-up in my kitchen garbage can -- covered in used coffee grounds -- I'm reminded that while physical beauty seems to be a very wonderful and coveted thing here on Earth, some of the most beautiful people I have known are also the most screwed-up people I have ever known. (And I say that with compassion).
The Tao, and riding the waves
The thing I've really gotten during the meditation and lucid dreaming process the last few nights is how much life on Earth really is like the Tao. I clearly remember feeling last night that Lao-Tse really knew his stuff. (Like he needed any validation from me, lol.)
More sucking sounds and lucid dreams
Not much time to write today, but I wanted to note another experience of the "sucking" sounds as I was falling asleep last night, and another very realistic lucid dream.
After the long afternoon nap, I had problems falling asleep last night, and after about an hour of waiting to fall asleep and trying some meditation, the sucking sounds started while I laid propped up against the bean bag chair, and I knew I'd be asleep soon.
Another dream of being awake
I just woke up from an afternoon nap, necessitated by my ongoing headache. Near the end of the two hour nap I managed to fool myself again. I got up, went into the bathroom, and as I looked in the mirror I thought about how tired and groggy I felt. I was so tired I thought, "Man, I need to either wake up, or go back to bed."
Sucking sounds, levitating, and PK dreams
Slept on one of the large pillows on the living-room floor last night -- trying to keep my head propped up so it would hurt less -- then moved to the futon when it seemed like my head might explode anyway. As soon as I hit the futon the "sucking" sounds started, like I was being sucked into the dream state or another dimension, while unable to fall asleep immediately.
Walk away for a while
I just read this quote from Mel Gibson on mtv.com, about why he got away from acting for seven years, and based on my my own experience, I think it's right on, and well worth sharing:
