‘Tripping dreams’ are dreams which become oddly real: the trip is created through the dream’s imagery and a reality emerges while one is asleep.
As above, reality emerges, which means the imagery becomes solid within the dream’s entirety: the dreamer can feel the objects or beings.
I wish to concentrate on two tripping dreams I had over the Halloween period. Both dreams involve the same witch in two different characters.
Dream 1: A witch in a bright green velvet cloak, entered my flat in the early hours of Halloween morning.
Marnia sat on the end of my bed, so I pulled my eiderdown up tightly. She was wearing shimmering make-up. I frowned. She said “I am a good witch. You have nothing to be afraid of”.
Believe it or not, I woke up and got out of bed quickly so as to make the dream fade away. I went back to bed after twenty minutes.
Dream 2: Marnia entered my dream again. This time she wore a sparkling, purple witches hat, with a matching broom, which she left standing by my front room window. By this time my flat was dense with the dream. I told Marnia that she had to go, but she exclaimed: “If you want a place on the bonfire, you’re going the right way about it”! I burst into tears. When I stopped crying, I said: “You aren’t the good witch that you were in my last dream. You don’t even have a witches cat”. Marnia jumped at this, looking terribly upset. She cried out: “Jemima is waiting on the roof”! She then jumped onto her broomstick and flew out of the window, leaving a shower of shimmering green stars behind her.
I fell asleep, feeling relieved.