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Yes, I could. Not always and not all of them. But what I could remember was pretty distinct. And they were sometimes long and pretty sophisticated. Sometimes connected with each other. I thought, I could write a stoty - something like "Alice in Wonderland" after I´ve written down enough of them. It was also like living a parallel life with more adventures, fun and possibilities.

It´s a beutiful analogy and it desribes, how I perceive it. Bit it still doesn´t answer the question, where do the waves come from? Why are there waves? Why not just the ocean, flows, water?

3 years? You are lucky. 15 years! And now I´m at the point where I don´t even remember my dreams. Mayby I don´t even dream! Oh god, oh god... Leo explains it with survival. Your self ("ego" is often misunderstood) is programmed to survive, no matter what. Awakening will kill it. It´s like springing into abyss without bottom. I know how it feels. I cannot even imagine, that I´ll ever will have so much bravery.

They are always here on stock, even if I don´t think them actively. All the thoughts that I have ever thought and will think again. Round and round. So called sub-thoughts predefined by some major ultimate thought - me. I want to breakt through. Basically I don´t have anything against thoughts. But it´s boring to have in your disposal only one set ot them. When I ask me ,what is me? I thinks I am a thought. :))) But then the questions arises, what is a thought? Where it comes from? I don´t know.

@seeking_brilliance It seems that you don´t let a lot of room for the intuition in your dreams :))) Exercising, applying methods, controlling... It doesn´t work for me. After I´ve decided to write down my dreams, I stopped remembering them. It´s depressing. Once I decided to see my hands in a dream. And what did I see? A guide (there was a period when the guides were present in almost all of my dreams), he approached me from some place far away and waved frantically the whole time with both of his arms and laughed friendly. When he came closer I saw that he waved with the arm stumps. He was missing completely a part of them where the hands should be. And he seemed to find the surprise and my confusion pretty funny. Me too

Sorry, but I cannot stop answering you You say thing which I would say if they wouldn´t be wrong, so I have to contradict. Aren´t we here all supposed to be Leo and God?

@seeking_brilliance When two intuitions meet... It´s a pleasure to speak to you

Haha from me and Jung: It´s not YOUR ass :)))

@seeking_brilliance Na ja.. I assume that you assume that I´m coming from the motherland of Carl Gustav Jung. So I should know these things. Actually I wanted to propose you a compromise, a compromise for lazy people - to use the intuition for the issues of little importance. But you´ve already agreed on everything

@seeking_brilliance I see, you are a lazy person, just like me To work smart you have to think hard Sometimes it works sometimes not. Autopilot (=subconscience) is by no way purified of social conditioning. Don't be so quick to mystify and glorify it.

@seeking_brilliance By the way intuition is also laziness :))) Thank you for helping me me to find a right definition. Intuition is when you are too lazy to think and decide conciously and turn on autopilot. That is it!

@seeking_brilliance That is it! And laziness too.

Why not? There is no ultimate reality. Just an infinite number of illusions - a kaleidoscope of amazing patterns.

@seeking_brilliance I assume, your intuition is deceiving you. It often does as I know

@seeking_brilliance I bet, the majority of Trump voters belong to those who rely on their intuition This is how propaganda works. I cannot beleive, I don´t have this mechanismus in my brain. Whether I know that something is true or I assume that something might be true. This assumption is probably what you call intuition. But it´s not a beleive it´s an assumption.

@seeking_brilliance :))))))) I try to be open-minded. But I still prefer a scientific approach over blind faith. Faith is always blind, it´s a definition of faith

@Himalaya I guess this decent woman shared with you what body working is before doing that nice exercises.

I hope, you meant it ironically. Because exactly this is a reason, why knowledge is better than ignorance. Otherwise how do you know , that you are moving in right direction, that your mind/ your ego is not playing games on you. Please tell me nothing abou intuition. It´s so widely misunderstood, almost as bad as the god.

@Mindfang413 I just opened youtube and entered "Leo Gura" Et voila! THe 5th video in my list was this one. I just watched it myself. It was exactly the right video in the right moment. I recommend it very much

Maybe it wouldn´t. Maybe! But maybe it would. But you´ve predefined already everything. Exactly like my mother...

No. No physyical, no metaphysical or whatsoever. Nobody´s there. The awareness which is aware of itself. It´s more accurate. Since you are right, the awareness and the appearences are the same.

There is this popular example with the cinema. Imagine, you are in the cinema and watching the movie. You see people, cars, trees. But they are just the projection on the screen. And now go further. There is no projector, no screen, no spectator. The pictures (nor sure, this is the right word) come from nowhere to nowhere for nobody. In nothingness. I hope, I wasn´t inaccurate in the explanation, since I haven´t had direct experience.

@Jay Ray I think you should do it, no matter what your reasons are. What is really important: Don´t await a gratitude.

Do you know, what I do if a thought of him emerges (they still do!). I imagine that I have 1 Mio $ on my bank account and register that its just a thought that strikes an emotion, not the realitiy. The same with the thoughts about him (so absurd). If I think something of the kind "He loves me"- Bang! An imaginary debit on imaginary account in an imaginary bank. If I think something of the kind "He doesn´t love me, he never did. Nobody ever did" - Bang! An imaginary credit on imaginary account in an imaginary bank. And then it makes no sense. Love cannot be portioned on accounts. There are no banks for it. No sense to earn and save imaginary dollars for imaginary bills to come. With this method I can keep my thoughts out, just a milimeter away from my forehead. But they are still there, like a swam of bees, ready to attack every moment and sting the chest and the stomach with emotions.

"Transference (German: Übertragung) is a phenomenon within psychotherapy in which the feelings a person has about their parents, as one example, are unconsciously redirected or transferred onto the therapist. It usually concerns feelings from a primary relationship during childhood." Wikipedia Was she your therapist? I had once an amazing dream. Later on we married (not a dream). Each of us. One night I suddenly found myself in his flat in the living room. He lied down on the sofa. I joined him. The sofa was narrow as they are, there wasn´t enough place for me so I shifted down and laid my head on his hip. We both were quiet didn´t exchange a word just were enjoying the presence of each other. And fell asleep. We were waken up by his wife. She entered the living room and switched on the light. She tore us out of sleep abruptly. What a strange situation, how could I get into this? What to say to her, how to explain? But she didn´t even look at me. She spoke and spoke and spoke. He gave her tired and short answers. She was annoyed but not because of me. What struck me suddenly: she doesn´t see me! Even my friend seemed to forget that I am here and neglected me completely. Such a strange experience. I went past them, nobody taking a notice of me, through the living room into the corridor and out of the flat. I went downstairs into the yard. It was early morning, the light was grey, the yard was empty, I didn´t know what to do and where to go. I just wandered in the yard and looked at everything. It was one of that 3-dimentional and very real dreams. I am almost sure I was really there - in that flat and in that yard.