This dream was broken up into sections and involved separate time frames, but it kept running  throughout the night like one like continuous dream.  The common thread through the entire dream is that I have my own sense of myself and I know that I am playing a role of another person, or it is like I am seeing their life through their eyes.  The only way I can describe it is that I feel like a point of consciousness, don't feel like I have a body other than the fact that I know I am experiencing what someone else is experiencing.  These dreams were kind of exhausting!


In the first part I find myself walking through a warehouse that seems old and abandoned because everything is covered in dirt, ash, and filth.  This place is either below ground or it is supposed to be hidden or secret.  I feel that this used to be a part of a camp or living/working quarters, but there has been some disaster or devastation.  I am part of a team or camp, and they have sent me down there to see if there is anything to retrieve to bring up for the rest of my group, anything like food or materials that we can use.  I have a fear that everything is now contaminated, but I decided to bring a few things anyway, just what I can carry in my arms. 

At this point I become aware of my sense of my own thoughts and feelings, and I have a dual consciousness between my own consciousness and that of the person I am acting as.  It is as if I am living this person's life but having my own consciousness inside. 

As I am gathering some items from a shelf, I suddenly feel as if someone is watching me.   

The next thing I know is, I am a point of consciousness and am not inside that person anymore.  I am pulled back away from him physically and I am observing him.  At first when I thought that someone was watching him, I thought it was another person, but I know now that it was just me.  My thoughts are now separate from his, but my awareness goes between being myself as an observer and being this other person and now there is a balance, which makes it a lot less confusing.

Now that my awareness is equal in both places, I can observe and also feel this person's actions.  He hurries to grab the things he wants and turns to leave.  The door isn't far from where we are and I feel him hope that he can get out safely.  I, myself, feel that it isn't safe to be down there, as if the whole place could collapse at any time.   



Now it is another scene altogether.  I still have the dual awareness of being my regular self as a point of consciousness with no body, but also being another person.  I find myself traveling very fast down a winding mountain dirt road.  I know that I am going way too fast for this road, and it feels very dangerous but I cannot slow down.  My heart is beating fast and don't want to be on this road anymore.  The next thing I know is I am thrown from the road.  I can't tell what is happening but I am aware now of two large trucks crashing.  The trucks were carrying a huge load of wood and coal.  Now I am aware that I am lying in a crevice and I cannot move.  I am merely my thoughts, but my vantage point is that of being this other person, and I feel trapped and I see this person's body lying paralyzed.  There is dirt and rock caving in on me and piling up around me.  I still have my separate sense of my self, yet I am stuck in this person's body.  I wish I could move but I can't, and the amount of light I can see is diminishing as the debris begins to cover me.  Now I am very scared of being trapped and buried alive, and I fear that no one will know where I am.  In my thoughts I begin to panic because I know this isn't my life, it is someone else's, yet I am trapped here as well.  I'm afraid to die like this.  Suddenly a calming feeling comes over me telling me that this is not my life as Vicky and that the real me won't die.   I am merely observing.  A peaceful feeling comes over me as I realize that this is not really the end, as the last bit of light fades away. 



The next dream scene is where I find myself in a sort of cave dwelling.  There are many people here.  I see there is a pool inside the cave, sort of a natural spring, and everyone wants to get in it.  I have a strong urge to go in, but again I have the split awareness of being me and being another person.  I begin to walk into the pool just as the water is draining out.  All the others begin to get out of the pool and I look in the water and there are tiny water creatures swimming around. 

My own thoughts are wondering if they are jelly fish but no one is getting stung so I don't know what they are.  I have a few stuck to my ankles so I pull them off and put them back in the water.  As I get out a woman is pouring something into the pool.  (She looks to me as if she is either stupid or drunk.  She just seems very low in intelligence).  I kindly say to her that she ought not to do that or she might kill the fish.  I realize how dumb all these people are.  They just don't seem to have a very high level of awareness or intelligence. 

I decide to leave the cave and I find myself in a village of some sort.  I am a point of consciousness again, where I feel that I am actually in the scene but that I am observing invisibly and cannot be seen by the others.  We are in a hut and there are women sitting in a circle making baskets.  An older woman is teaching the others what to do.  There is a young woman who comes in and stands before the older woman.  I sense that the older woman is in charge, and she is reprimanding the younger woman about something.  I feel sorry for her and want to help, but I know there is nothing I can do since I am only observing this. 

When did you have this dream? Note that I didn't read your post untill today and yet we seemed to have shared a somehwat similar dream. I find this very interesting.

Here is a part of my journal entry from last night:

I was still the same “person” but I had a different body.  A young guy’s body. I recall standing up in a classroom doing some sort of presentation (speech?) while thinking, “This is weird. I’m still me and yet everyone sees me as this Caucasian guy with short hair and black-rimmed glasses. I miss my old face/body/being female.”