Immediately after getting into bed, I slipped into hypnagogia, that half dream state that comes on at the onset of sleep. Because I usually fall asleep easily and quickly, I rarely spend time in hypnagogic states (as opposed to hypnagogia’s twin on the other side of sleep hypopompnia, the half dream state that occurs as we wake up, perhaps my favorite realm of being). I really enjoy the weirdness of hypnagogia, however, so spending the half...

Participating in person for the March Oneironauticum were dreamers Erik, lissa ivy, Geneva, Christine, David, and yours truly, Jennifer. We gathered at my and Erik’s home, also known as the habitat, between 10:00 and 11:00 where we discussed some of our recent dream trends. Then we sat down around the living room table and each measured out a third of an ounce of olive oil into the small bowls I had prepared for mixing our anointing oils. We...

The next Oneironauticum is on Saturday, April 25th. For this session, we’ll be working with anointing oil. In ancient medical practices, oils infused with herbal remedies were smeared on the skin, allowing the recipient to absorb healing properties. Later, anointing became a form of consecration. Today, anointing oils are often used to promote dreams. Those of us sleeping in the same space will each craft our own individual anointing oil from...

I dreamed of being at a party in our actual physical location, with the same group of us who were sleeping at Dean’s for Oneironauticum. A huge, bulky guy with an incredibly vivid blue face tattoo, where his entire face was the blue color, was there in addition to all of the rest of us. Everybody seemed to know him; he was quite a happy, friendly guy. Juliana had painted her face the same vibrant blue in some sort of solidarity with him,...

I walked at night down a boardwalk or pier that stood only a few inches above the water line. Candles along the sides of the pier reflected in the water, shimmering and vivid. The sounds of the waves slapping against the wood echoed gently, and a golden light suffused the entire scene. I could see and hear everything totally clearly. Everything felt totally peaceful. In slow motion, I walked along the pier looking for a house boat, but I was so...

Dean’s Disassembled Piano Hands and Tea Stalking Brunch...