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From the Afterlife at Grandma’s to a River in the Woods in Two Dreams

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Or was it one long crazy dream?

Awoke one Saturday morning in late August this year from two vivid and distinctly different back to back dreams with faint memories of an earlier third. The two dreams flowed one into the other. It was as if I was in one dream and then lucidly recognized within the dream I was yet in another dream. To be clear, I did not unconsciously exhibit any powers to change or redirect the event of my dreams. Nor did I consciously manifest any such powers to affect such changes. Instead, I ran forward into the future, if you will, to experience what may occur from my own curiosity. The urgency of the moment within these two dreams felt so real and compelling. In weird, strange, and bizarre ways, yet in a loving way, my dreams took me across different timelines from California with an ex-lover into the Afterlife to chat with the dead and with a movie star and my youngest to paddle a muddy river in Virginia. Felt mind bending, confusing, and loving.

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Dreams, Time Travel, Ghost Cities, and Reality

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When a dream seems more of a portal
than a fantasy during sleep

Had the strangest dream last night. This morning, actually. Monday morning, the 21st of April 2025. Seemed so real. So real. What does it mean? Sometimes a dream is just a dream, and sometimes one feels much more is going on deep down in the subconscious. Or maybe one’s dream opened into the astral realm. Perhaps the dream is prophetic. Or rich with the late Joseph Campbell’s mythos of the Hero’s (or Heroine’s) Journey. Then again, perhaps as Sigmund Freud supposedly declared over a hundred years ago, “Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.” The dream is just a dream. Or is it?

Inside the Dream:
Was busy working on the sales floor at the Downtown Seattle REI store, but inside didn’t seem like any place I recognized. At the same time, however, I seem to know it anyway in some weird fashion. The store seemed familiar and purposeful even tho I did not recognize the interior as the same Downtown Seattle store I worked at in real-life, in the awakened world. I remember being aware of this contradiction while dreaming this dream. Does such self-awareness of dream while dreaming define this as a lucid dream?

Was startled and awed by the superimposition of Ancient civilization from far away phased into the same timeline and geographical place in space as Postmodern, 21st Century Seattle, Washington. I felt the ghostly shadows and outlines of an Ancient Middle Eastern civilization transposed upon the Downtown Seattle REI store. Lots of old stone, clay, and brick buildings. Tall columns with arches and layers of stairs and stepped platforms and cobblestone streets. The old city was not in ruins, but alive as if I could step across time into both. The people native to this old, long ago city dressed in a mix vibrant colors and plain clothing. They moved with mundane purpose, and sometimes with excitement. Scenes shifted as if I was in a reel of some old documentary at the same time I watched it. Shifted in seconds. Another oddity was I navigated the corridors and spaces of both the REI Store and this ancient city with ease, as if it was natural. Didn’t felt weird in the dream. Felt weird while awake after the dream looking back. Customers actually in 21st Century Seattle only sensed the Store, not the transposition of the old city. Continue reading →

When you woke me up, I left my body

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Out of the Body during the Aurora Borealis

Our star the Sun had belched out two massive Class X solar flares followed by two Class M’s. The solar storm was powerful and spectacular, and ignited a planet-wide geomagnetic storm down here upon the Earth. Magnificent displays of the Auroras were predicted around the world halfway to the equator. The Aurora Borealis were the Northern Lights, and the Aurora Australis the Southern Lights. They proved impressive. Certainly they were the most impressive I’ve ever witnessed.

The Aurora Borealis from top of the bluffs at Richmond Beach Saltwater Park in Shoreline, WA, looking south along Puget Sound of the Salish into Seattle. About 20 minutes after midnight on Saturday 11 May 2024. New smartfone camera technology picked up so much more data. My new Apple iPhone 15 Pro Max proved superlative.

Ignored all this at first. Too often there’ve been past disappointments when spectacular auroras were announced but either didn’t show, or were too faint, or hidden by cloudy skies. Then friends from all over including ex-wives began texting me fotos and videos of gloriously incandescent displays of the Northern Lights. WOW! Ran into the bedroom and attempted to wake up my wife, Faithlyn, as I knew she would love to see it. Besides, she was off work tomorrow and could sleep in. Continue reading →

Lucid Coffee: A dream of ice cubes and chocolate

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Coffee while Sleeping

Was this a lucid dream? Isn’t a lucid dream one where one is self-aware one is dreaming while dreaming? And unlike an out-of-body experience one can control the dream, or at least direct some degree of actions as a writer writes, a gamer games, or a movie director directs? Well, a big “yes” to all of those questions. This event happened sometime across late Saturday night to Sunday morning of the 4th-5th of November 2023. It wasn’t the first time experiencing a lucid dream either, and it was the first remembered in a very long time.

In the dream I was in the kitchen where I live with my wife in an apartment complex in Shoreline. This is the small city immediately north and northwest of Seattle, south of Edmonds, and west of Lake Forest Park. There was, however, only one person in the dream, me. And the dream rendered apart reality to expose its holographic frailty. Continue reading →

Weird Dream on an August Night

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Weird Erotic Dream with Pyramids & Cookies…and Crazy Superheroes

What a crazy ass dream! Once upon a long time ago somewhere in Outer Space I sat naked atop an indoor pyramid, an ancient pyramid evocative of the Mayas, with a long flight of stone steps laddering away below me. Weird, because I was aware of being 61 years along but felt and looked forty. Sat cross-legged facing an even older woman who sat naked under a ragged, carpet-like blanket. She was attractive in her older years and appeared as a horny Sacred Crone Witch Goddess. Her blanket, however, was rather hag-like. Haggish! She didn’t hunch beneath her haggy waggy blankie either but sat tall and poised. She stared into my eyes with a calm, clear gaze, then flicked them down between my legs. Uh-Oh! Looked down at a heavy, pulsing weight down below my belly and blushed. Here I am blushing naked atop an ancient stone pyramid inside a cavernous, futuristic temple. And, wow, this is embarrassing, but my genitals were enormous. Balls as big as those of a giant bull. Felt a bizarre blend of embarrassment and pride. A huge erect penis quivered between my thighs. All mine, apparently, and jiggle-bobbing with a bit of life of its own. My smaller head felt delirious with a certain hormonal urgency. We men are two-headed creatures, aren’t we? Looked as if I was in a ridiculous porn movie, too, but minus the mustache except everything felt spiritual and mystical and serious. Even stranger, however, I felt fierce desire not for her, the older woman who sat naked across from me and gazed upon me in silence, but for another. The other woman wasn’t there, didn’t see her, but I felt her absence. She was far, far away on a secret mission. Continue reading →

Solo into the Glacier Peak Wilderness, July 2015

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Fotos & Reflections from my 65-mile Solo Backpacking Trip into
the Glacier Peak Wilderness,
Washington State/Cascadia, Monday – Friday 27 – 31 July 2015.

Trinity – Dusty Roads – Spider Meadows – Lyman Lakes – Cloudy & Suiattle Passes – Image Lake – Miners Ridge – PCT – Buck Creek Pass – Liberty Cap – High Pass & Triad Lake – North Fork Napeequa River – Upper Napeequa Valley – Little Giant Pass – Chiwawa River – and the Inner & Outer Worlds of Mind, Heart, and Guts

*Click on each foto to blow it up big. Enjoy!*

Views of Image Lake and of Glacier Peak and surrounding mountains from deep in the Wilderness on the morning of the Third Day, Wednesday 29 July 2015.

Views of Image Lake and of Dakobed (Glacier Peak) and surrounding mountains from deep in the Wilderness on the morning of the Third Day, Wednesday 29 July 2015.

“Off the Grid & gone. Solo. Well or unwell. Glacier Peak Wilderness will swallow me up. Reemergence in about a week. Been planning for a year. Going into the Deep High Lonesome. Adios.”

Those words were my Facebook post for Monday morning on the 27th of July before I left Seattle for the Glacier Peak Wilderness. Before my adventure was over, it had turned into a middle-aged man’s Hero’s Journey, a strange Quest of sorts, and on the last day there was a time I realized I might not make it out alive. I did, of course, despite developing what turned out to be rhabdomyolysis, as I share these words and pictures with all of you. My travels into the Deep High Lonesome proved transformative in slowly unfolding ways, ways I am aware of as I write these words well over a year afterwards.

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Chiwawa River.  Looking upstream from a roadside campsite in the Okanogan-Wenatchee National Forest towards the Glacier Peak Wilderness Area. Day 1 on Monday the 27th of July 2015.

Another roadside campsite beckons, but I stop only to stretch my legs, relieve myself, and smell the fresh forest air of mountains & rivers.

Looking across the Chiwawa River into the Glacier Peak Wilderness from the same campground. The river’s running low, and the temperature’s rising. I’m the only person here at the moment. 

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Dusty ass road walk with sand traps and dust devils. At least there wasn’t any mud! Parked my car at the Buck Creek Trailhead at Trinity (792.50 meters or 2,600 feet) and walked all the way back and then up the long Phelps Creek Road (USFSR#6211) towards the Phelps Creek Trailhead (1,066.80 m/3,500 ft) then on to Spider Meadows. I started walking from Trinity about 15:00 or 3:00 pm PDT in the afternoon of Day 1, Monday 27 July 2015.

Was reminded of the words of Doug Scott, the British mountaineer from Nottingham, England, who once pointed out when one goes into the mountains one must be prepared to die. Not wanting to die, of course, but mentally understanding and accepting the risk. Didn’t plan any alpine mountaineering, tho, as my intention is to trek and scramble cross-country in a physically demanding and remote part of this journey.

The section I planned to traverse off-trail from Buck Creek Pass up into the alpine zone towards and then down into the Upper Napeequa Valley was expected to be the most daunting. Scrambling thru High Pass on the way was one of the highlights I looked forward to experiencing. The Napeequa was notorious for being remote, difficult, fly-infested, and spectacular.

As I contemplate the possibility of dying amidst such magnificent beauty, however, I know I’ll be fine. Just what’s going thru my mind. In case this proved relevant for any search and rescue, which I hoped there wouldn’t be any need for. So, here I am, very much alive and ready for more. 

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Selfie shot standing in the hot, dusty ass Phelps Creek Road. Gusts of wind swirls dust devils and flying sheets of grit. Even so, it is a beautiful day in the backcountry. I’m grateful to be here in the Great Outdoors.

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