Act like you’re blessed. Talk like you’re blessed. Walk like you’re blessed. Think like you’re blessed. Smile like you’re blessed. Dress like you’re blessed. Put actions behind your faith, and one day you will see it become a reality.
Lucid dreaming is when you are in a dream but fully aware that you are in a dream, leading to you often being able to control the outcomes or certain aspects of the dream. You are able to live your fantasies and also are more likely to remember your dreams come morning.
With work Lucid dreaming can be improved into astral projection via sleep or dream walking where you can exit your dreams to enter the dreams of others or walk about the “dream plane”. Skilled lucid dreamers also often use their dreams for divination and problem solving due to how vivid they are and how it is easier to remember them.
Herbs for Lucid Dreaming: African Dream Bean, Blue Lotus, *Datura, *Mexican Dream Herb, Lavender, Mugwort, Rose Buds, Valerian Root, Wild Asparagus
Essential Oils for Lucid Dreaming: Lavender, Mugwort, Patchouli, Rose
Other things to achieve Lucid Dreaming:
Keep a dream journal and write in it regularly.
Interpret the meanings behind your dreams after recording them
Avoid caffeine, alcohol, and smoking cigarettes before bed
Keep a regular sleeping schedule
Sleep in complete darkness if possible
Meditate before going to sleep
Openly state before you go to bed “I will lucid dream tonight” and repeat this either out-loud or in your mind as you get ready for bed. When you lay in bed continue focused on that in your mind
Along with that before bed tell yourself, preferably in a mirror if it helps, that you will remember your dreams come morning
Do “reality checks” meaning in your dream check to see if you are dreaming. If you see mirrors, see if you can see the background behind you or if it is misty/blurry. If see a clock look at it, look away, then look back, often in dreams the time will change. This is the same for signs and street signs. You can also before going to bed mark up your hand with ink and in your dream look down and see if it is there still. If its not you know you’re dreaming. Look down at your feet, often in dreams they will seem oddly unfocused. If you see a bookshelf, see if any of the book titles are visible or repeat.
Okay, I know I am dreaming, now what do I do?
Well now you practice. It is rare to immediately be able to control your dreams completely. To gain full control you need to practice. Start small and take baby steps. Try hopping in place in your dream, see if you can make yourself hover for even just a second. Keep at it, try to float in place longer and longer with each jump. In time and with practice and patience you will be able to soar through your dreams one night and it’s easy from there. If you come across a locked door try opening it while saying out loud “this door is unlocked”. Keep at it, because hopefully you will be able to open it soon enough.
Start talking to the ‘characters’ in your dreams. Try to influence their behavior such as suggesting they do something. You can also approach a ‘stranger’ in your dream and see what happens if you state that you two are friends. If they start acting as if they know you and are indeed your friend, you know you have improved your control.
Take notes in your dream journal on these tests. Write down if they failed or succeeded and keep at it. With time you will be able to change things in your dreams with ease.
The Positives of Lucid Dreaming:
You can control your dreams! That is just awesome, you can live out things you can’t do in real life.
Prevent or stop nightmares, when you are lucid dreaming you can just tell whatever is causing you the nightmare to ‘fuck off’ and usually they will. Nightmares can be quickly changed into enjoyable dreams
From my personal experience and experiences of others, after a lucid dream you feel more awake and alive come morning, it’s almost energizing to wake up from
Its calming, I can relieve my stresses from the day and not worry about them in my dreams
You can attempt to solve your real life struggles in your dreams or making plans
Eventually you can work your way to Astral Travel and Dream Walking
Using your dreams for divination
Improve sleep, many people who lucid dream fall asleep faster and deeper than most people leading to them having improved sleep patterns and habits
For artists and story writers, dreams can really inspire you and help you test out your ideas
Deity communication, for those who do worship deities you can communicate or even interact with them in your dreams if you welcome them in.
Spirit and entity communication, just like deities lucid dreamers can interact with entities in their dreams by letting them in. Many lucid dreamers interact with their guides and guardians through dreams as well
“Taeyeon, Sunny, Hyoyeon, Yuri, Sooyoung, Yoona, and Seohyun. Congratulations on a decade my girls (LADIES)! Every song, every dance, every single moment that we have shared on this incredible journey has been such a gift. I thank you for the past 13 years of friendship, for a place where I can now call home, and ABOVE ALL, for being family. In addition to the hard work, patience, perseverance, dedication, empathy, and sacrifice, it was ultimately the LOVE we have shown one another that made this dream reality. I can’t believe how far we’ve come! May we continue to grow and learn, and have many more amazing adventures. I love you with all my heart.” - Tiffany, 2017
sean_ono_lennon Here’s a photo I took of Carrie at @rufuswainwright and Jorn’s wedding. I was talking to a friend about grief just now and I think I’d like to share an excerpt: ‘I’ll tell you this much, it never goes away, and the mistake we sometimes make is expecting it to. Once we stop hoping for it to go away, once we accept that it is a permanent edifice in our lives, then the sharpness of its edge becomes more and more tolerable each day. We also come to be thankful for the strength and wisdom gained in having to scale that edifice for the rest of our lives. Not one day passes that I don’t miss my father since he died. The people we lose live on in us, and much of that vicarious immortality hurts to bear. But therein lays the paradox of existence: what hurts us the most also gives us the most strength, beauty, and understanding. Those of us who have never lost are living in a half dream state. To know suffering is to know truth, for reality comes at a price. In the end the balance works out because we all pay the ultimate price for living, eventually. So whatever wisdom gained during our brief flicker of awareness–that spark of consciousness we call a lifetime–is a gift and a privilege. That’s how I try to see it anyway. xo, Sean’
“Make a happy wish. You’ll notice that it’s already starting to come true. Happiness is only real when you make it that way. Don’t be fooled by illusions but instead….make the illusion that you want so badly into the reality.”- Anonymous
Who am I to you?” She whispered as he looked down on the fragile girl.
“You are a sequence of note running in my head. A song that I could never forget. I see you when I want to think of something beautiful, when I’m alone I wondering if you’re ok, because you never really give me an answer. You say you’re sorry too much, and it’s cute with you cuss, when you’re mad you look as though you blush. You have an imagination filled with toys and you focus too much for your own good. You think you’re not perfect, but to me you’re a dream come true. I look at you and I see the world, I see you. Reality comes back and her day dreaming is over and the murmuring girl looks up to the man who is confused and asks,
"I’m sorry, say that again?
Thing I Liked About The Finale, #816: everyone got what they needed, and what they wanted.
I mean, do you know how rare that is in a happy ending? In order for a happy ending to work in fiction, you can’t just give the characters everything they want - they have to earn it, and usually, in the process of earning it, they grow as people. This means that they often discover that what they thought they wanted is not what will really make them happy. This often manifests as the ‘maybe the real treasure was the friends we made along the way!’ ending, or the 'got what they wanted only to find it was hollow without companionship and gives it up for love’ plotline. There’s nothing actually wrong with that, but it also means that, often, people in stories don’t get what they want. Oh, they find something that’s much better for them in the end, but in the same way broccoli can supply a vitamin the lack of which causes a craving for chocolate, it isn’t what they want.
Not in Gravity Falls.
I expected Stan to have to give up work on the portal, destroy everything he’d worked thirty years for, in order to save Dipper and Mabel, and in doing so find that the family he’d found was more important than his former goal (the family who didn’t appreciate him). When NWHS went down, I expected Stan’s happy ending to be hard-won, by realising that Ford was bad for him, that Ford was wrong about him, that Ford was never going to change and Stan was clinging to the memory of a person who no longer existed, that he had to let go of the hope of getting his brother back if he ever wanted to be happy.
I expected Mabel’s arc to look a lot more like the one so many people seemed to think it should be - that she’d just have to grow up and learn to deal with disappointment (though frankly it’s still sexist and ridiculous to expect her to just bite her tongue and be sad about not getting what she wants so that Dipper doesn’t have to compromise anything he wants), be content with the friends she has and learn to just be grateful for the things she has while she has them, while learning to let them go without a fight.
I expected an ironic comedown for Ford, the fact that his own actions had doomed the world he was trying to protect rubbed in his face, before giving him a chance to redeem himself through exactly the kind of heroic self-sacrifice he’d been trying to make for the last thirty-odd years. Best case scenario, I expected him to realise that his obsession with anomalies had caused every problem that had threatened his family, to realise that his family was what was really important and to give up chasing the weird altogether for them.
I expected Dipper to have to realise that the Journals - and his hero - were dangerous and mostly useless, and to grow up and mature, he’d have to turn his back on adventure.
Any of these would have been good, solid endings to the arcs that these characters were on. Any of these would have been fine endings for another show.
But Gravity Falls didn’t just give its characters broccoli. It gave them chocolate too.
Ford was forced to confront his own mistakes, and see that his family was more important than his ego - and he learned from it, but he didn’t have to give up his passion to better appreciate his family, just learn to include them in the things he cares about and to respect and appreciate the things they care about. Stan got to stand up to his brother, and to prove him wrong, and found family who actually appreciated and cared about him - but he also got his brother back, and had his childhood dream come true. Mabel had to learn to face the disappointment of reality and not let it break her - but not alone; with the people she cares about, and who care about her, at her side. And Dipper, from the impression I got, is going to seek out - and find - adventure anywhere he goes - and he’s not going to do it alone.
You should Write a Fanfic, where Lance has a fever and he’s a bit delirious. In the middle of the night he get up to do something (idk, you tell me. Maybe he thinks it’s a different time of day) and Shiro (who never gets any sleep) comes across lance attempting to do whatever he got up for. Shiro then finds out Lance has a fever and coaxes Lance into bed, but Lance will only go to sleep if Shiro sleeps with him (not sexually, just like, in the same bed) Yeh. Idk add a panicky Shiro or something.
Lance bolted up, frantically looking around. His room was dark and empty. Empty. He let out a soft sob. They had left him, his team…the people he had trusted with his life, they’d left him. He pushed the covers off his lap, cold hitting him like a ton of bricks. He shivered and stumbled out of his room, he leaned against the wall. Water and pain. Those were the only two things on his mind, he needed water, his head pounded, his throat was dry. He slowly made his way down the hall, fighting the black around his vision.
summary: Jungkook breaks your heart member: Jeon Jungkook x reader genre: fluff, romance, angst word count: 2.5k warnings: fuckboy!Jungkookbadboy!Jungkook I hate you Masterlist│ 1 │ 2 │ 3│4 │5│6 │ 7│ (ongoing)
A/N: Thank you, everyone, for your support and encouragement, I really don’t deserve you, “I hate you 5″ hit 250+ likes. Hopefully, this part even though it’s just a filler will not disappoint you either. The next one is going to be juicier and will take awhile, so I’ll post it by 08.07.2017. P.S don’t hesitate to message me anytime, I love reading your feedback! (good or bad)
“You should go with us, it’ll be fun”-Ava told you as she tried on yet another dress
“I don’t want to be a third wheel, just leave me out this once, I won’t be mad”-you replied to her when she invited you to go to a party with her and Jimin.
“Don’t be stupid, there will be plenty other people you know, you never get to hang out with them, now you have a chance”
“I know that I just don’t want it to get awkward, especially after you ditched me to go with Jimin twice in a row”-you teased Ava
“Well, I apologized for that, but it wasn’t planned, it happened spontaneously, both times”-said Ava with slight shame for leaving you alone still apparent in her voice. You decided going to the party was worth a shot, especially because you desperately wanted to see Jungkook.
You scanned over your appearance for what would’ve been the twentieth time within the past hour. You contemplated changing but that would’ve been the sixth time. You decided to step away from the mirror before you could change your mind again. You were dressed in a black lacy babydoll slip with some black panties to match underneath. The slip was see through and gave a full view of your naked torso underneath. Tonight was the night. You were going to have sex with Ethan. You had been dating for over four months and you had made out a countless amount, even dry humping but never actual sex. You hadn’t even seen each other naked. Ethan had always stopped you every time things got a little too intense.
“I’m sorry.” He’d say in between labored breaths. “I’m just…I’m so nervous.”
Ethan was a virgin. He hadn’t told you until about a month into your relationship when you had come onto him and he pulled away. Initially, you were hurt and confused. Was he not interested like you thought he had been? But he had reassured you the night following that it wasn’t you. He never had sex before and he was intimidated by you. This silly boy who could probably have anyone he wanted was intimidated by you of all people.
here is my much requested recs for tom fics!! i also tried to not mention the same people as I did for my peter recs but i love who i love, ya know? i tried to get everyone but i may have missed someone!! i hope you guys enjoy these author’s works as much as i do and show them some love!! (and to all the writers, if i could find you masterlist, i just linked it but sometimes I had a little trouble so if you’d like me to add it, just let me know!)
Being able to see through the eyes of your soulmate may seem like a
dream come true to many, but reality proves a little more complicated.
For two young boys it’s all they could ever wish for but as time passes
by they come to realise that there’s no pain quite the same as longing
to have someone who just isn’t there. (13k)
Soulmates, Fashion Designer!Louis, Model!Harry, who needs more? This fic is absolutely lovely, and through it I was so inspired to make this edit, so here it is!
Hello, everyone! I’m writing again for the first time in about a year and I am so excited. I’ve been playing with this idea for a while but I finally got the motivation over last few weeks. ( i wonder why ;) ) There’s a bit more to it and I was considering posting a Part Two. So let me know if you want to see that!
“Why can’t I say I’m in love? I wanna shout it from the rooftops.”
It was all
happening for him. Having a solo career was something Harry had dreamed of
since he was a kid – it was what he had showed up for at the X-Factor audition in
the first place. He’d been more than happy to have the opportunity to be a part
of the band and to experience everything with boys by his side. But now, for
the first time in 7 years, his dream had finally become his reality.
The day had
come for his debut album to release, one of the most anticipated days in the
industry, and you couldn’t find anything suitable to wear to the release party.
Some of your dresses were nice enough but nothing screamed important industry party to you.
yourself down on your bed, burying your face deep into your pillow, figuring
maybe you wouldn’t go. Between the music executives, press and fans, Harry
would be tied up all night anyway. And the fact that the public still didn’t know
about the two of you wouldn’t help much. He’d practically begged you to come
though but his insistent invitation had a bit of a damper to it when he gently reminded you, you’d be going as his sister’s date. But even so, he swore up and down that he wanted you there, whether you got to be together or not.
Written for: Ash’s 300 W&G Challenge / Michelle’s AU & Things Challenge / SPN HWC – Week 17
Prompt: “Speaking of chairs, you look like a fun place to sit.” / Professor AU / “Tell me something I don’t know about you.”(Quotes are bolded in the story)
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Warnings: Smut, Angst, AU
A/N: So I found a great way for all of this to be wrapped up in one fic. Well, I sincerely hope it works and it’s enjoyable. Thanks to all the wonderful organizers of Challenges. It’s very hard but a ton of fun. All errors are my own, gifs found on the google, and feedback is greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading!
Summary: Upon returning home to finish school and care for your father after an accident sees your best friend Meg taking you out for a night of fun. It leads you into the arms of the man of your dreams. But what’s a dream come true without a nice slap of reality?
“I’m just so happy you finally transferred here, Y/N,” Meg grinned pushing another shot across the table at you.
“So you could have someone to drink with on a Thursday night?”
Meg looked at you for a moment before shrugging, “Either way this year is going to be epic.”
You’d made the decision to go to a closer college for your last year of college due to your Dad’s accident. Bobby Singer taking to using a wheelchair was an obstacle in and of itself. Thankfully you’d convinced him the nearby college had a better program for your degree and that seemed to appease him for the time being. Meg was your high school best friend and had convinced you to give up daughter duty for a night of drinking before classes started on Monday. However, she had a late shift Friday through Sunday so tonight was your best option.
“I don’t know about epic but I’ll be glad to put it all behind me. I have that paid internship at the hospital starting next week and as long as I graduate and pass my boards I’ll be an RN in no time,” you held up a shot as she toasted you.
“Oh damn,” Meg jumps up. “I’m going to go find the restroom, order another round and request some dancing music.”
You miss things because you feel as if they are missing from you. But honey I am right there, in your heart, I have always been and I always will be. I will pour life into you when you can’t do it for yourself. I will remind you the taste of excitement and how beautiful it is as I beat in your chest to the sound of dreams coming to reality. Don’t miss me, I am a part of you.
I am part that will stay with you till you die.