I am a vivid dreamer. I have repetative dreams too. The most interesting for me is my dreams about an aquarium and bout my teacher. They started when I was very little. I remember my first dream. I think I was about 3 years old. I remember myself since I was 1,5 years old and my first memory is about reading aloud and all the people arround me very surprised. I was something like a genius child, then got lazy :D So, I remember how I got a present from my mysterios teacher (later about him) - 3 fishes. I remember all of them, how they looked and their characters. I put them in the big bowl, because I don't have an aquarium, I am alone home. And then they start to run away. They jump out the bowl and start to run arround on their fins. I try to catch them and put them back into water, because they don't seem to be happy, they have problems breathing, but they keep jumping out. Then they jump out the window and I go chasing them on the street. The end is sad - they are all dead and I am crying. This was the beginning. After that I have always had this dream at least once a month that I have an aquarium, or I have fishes in bowl or bath, and sometimes I pick them up in some shallow waters to save them, but always something happens, aquarium brakes or it gets dirty with algae very fast, and fishes are dying. The thing is - I love fishes from childhood, my spirit animal is shark, but I have never had aquarium. Those dreams are so sad how I try to save them, but they keep dyig. Some times I wake up crying. Few years ago I started to get better with my fishes. Some of them are dying, but some survives. No aquarium ever brakes, just gets dirty or some fishes jump out, but dreams are never so depressing as before. I have thought about that a lot, I have some versions, but I am not certain what does that means.
I have dream places that are always there, I have dream abilities, I remeber how I was learning to fly for years in lucid dreams, I have many repetative dreams. Some people even don't believe me, thay say I am lying, but I have those epic dreams like books, with interesting characters, with deep thoughts. I based my book on a dream.
But the most interesting and fascinating things has always been my teacher. I have seen him since I was very young. He gave me my first fishes. He has one appearance he wears most often, but sometimes he looks different. He is always tall, pale, with dark hair, with black eyes, very beautiful, but his face changes. He is very serious, never laughs, but sometimes smiles. First he was playing with me, then it became more intimate, but we have never had traditional sex, just some kisses, hugs and touches. He is distant, but I know he loves me very much. He looks like he has some hard burden, but he can carry it. He never want's to hear about my daily life. He talks about music, books, filosophy, nature, magick. He always say I am his most precious darling, his most beloved, but I could never be with him for long because I am too pure, too light, too beautiful. But I am always bagging - I wan't to be with you, I trust him completly. Then he started to take me to a magick school with other women and some men. They are all jealous, because they are all his, but I am special. Once he kicked out one girl for looking at me not the way he liked. But he is still far away, like he is leading this school, talking to people, but like he is not part of it, part of life.
The most interesting experience were when I pleaded so much to tell me who he is, what does he do, where do he live, to tell me more, that he started to yell at me for the first time, but he took me to his home, to the place where he works. We arrived in a bright garden, full of flovers, mostly pink, white and violet. Sky was dark like in a thunderstorm, but it was still very light, without sun, without wind, very silent. Then I saw 5 siluettes in the sky - people with giant bat wings. They landed and bowed to my master. 4 male, 1 female. He told me they are his most succesful apprentices. Then he lead me arround in this garden. It seemed so sweet and light, but then he told me - look closer. And I saw thousands of small white human figures growing out the soil. All in poses like they were tormented, screaming in pain, crying, streching their hands to the sky, but all silent and motionless.
He then told me in angry and somewhat desperate voice - this is what I do. I remake souls who were not worthy. They have to be reborn, but that is so painful. This is my garden of damned souls who can get better only through pain. I asked are they specific souls or he is working with all people, and he told me - not all go through me, but I can get every soul I wan't. He told me his work is hard but necessary. He is mostly hated and called cruel, but he is not, it is all necessary, but he hears their screams wherever he goes. He was angry that I kept asking and that he had told me. He told me he don't wan't to spoil me because I am pure. I am always arguing that I am nowhere near pure, but he only smiles and tells me - in your soul you are the purest thing the Universe knows. He is not interested in my body or my human life, he cares only about my soul that is pure to him and very precios.
This dream happened about 6 years ago. Until then he never told me anything about himself. I pleaded that I wan't become his apprentice like those 5 people, but he told me strict No. But after 4 years I saw a dream where I was in this school, but in a garden I had never seen before, and I was with those 5 people and some others. There were big pools with blood and water, and they were full of screaming, naked people. They were washed in one pool after another until they become smaller and smaller and then they were placed in pool of blood. I was participating with calming them, talking that it will all be ok, that it will not last forever. They liked me, tried to ask me of something, but I heard only terrifying screams. I understood that they are making a seeds of them, to plant in my masters garden to grow better.
Since then I have seen him less and less. He fears that I will become dark and spoiled but I don't care. I don't believe I am as pure as he thinks. And then there were this change last summer. I become obsessed with one diety. He is somewhat similar, but in other parts the opposite to my teacher. He is a Death god, he digs graves for them, but he is a fun creature, always laughing and dirty talking. Not at all like my master, but as I know now they love eack other and are in some way brothers and lovers. He scared me first, he is a dangeros god, but this Samhain I understood that he is sen't by my master to teach me and take care of myself and to make me ready for a real deal. I am not afraid anymore of him. I have seen this god, this friend and lover of my master, and I love him. My master only comes in my dreams once in 2-4 months, but this one is activly in my life. He will help me to get ready for a real appreticeship. My dark teacher lives very far from my realm, he can not take an active role in my life and he is not very interested in it, but this fun diety is somewhat close to him, yet so different, but he is close, I feel him near all the time. He don't mind that I love my master far more and feel longing for him, because he feels the same. We once spent hours talking how beautiful and dark our dark lover is, and he fully understands me.
So, my dreams started to come into my life in more active way when I started to study in this academy. ain my shamanic journeys and once Magister were dressed like this spirit in a top hat and dark glasses, and he laughed at me when I was dissaproving of that. Magister helped me to accept this diety in my life because I was scared and he helped me to understand that this god was not trying to drown me in rum and drive me insane, because his presence really drives me crazy, but he is sent by my master to help me in my every day life because he can not take an active role in it but I kept bagging for that because he is the first spirit I trusted with my life and my for him is far greater than for anything except myself.
So, my dreams are really a part of my witch nature. I have experienced my grandmother death through a dream, I thought it was me dying, it was later told me it was an exact moment when my grandmother died. I have seen how my beloved cat was drowned to death before I knew it. I have seen also stupid things like that Michael Shumacher will get in his first F1 accident in his career. I didn't really care for that, but next day it really happened and I still ask myself - why it was so important to show me this :D
Dreamland is something so vivid and real for me, that I feel it like a real part of my life, not "just dreams".