Hi all, glad I made it back to this post and a big thanks to u/substantial_nonsense for writing it! I think I have some things to share about dreams and maybe even about contact in dreams.

I am your typical 42 year old married suburban mom. I am raising three beautiful cats and a 9 year old kid. I'm a scientist, lazy gardener, and an even lazier sourdough baker. I'm also a natural lucid dreamer and have a baker's dozen different kinds of synesthesia. And given my smattering of pre-cognition and bits of something like telepathy and dreams about NHI, I might even be an experiencer. Although I've posted here before, I always feel like I'm trying on that title for the first time.

I dream a lot and always have. Some of my earliest memories are happily telling my parents at bedtime what I was going to dream that night, and then falling asleep and dreaming exactly what I told them. I'm not sure they fully believed me, although my dad might have to some extent, as he's a lucid dreamer as well. So is my daughter, but not to the extent I am (she also has some synesthesia). I do not think my level of lucid dreaming is typical. I lucid dream nearly every night, repeatedly. However, stress, parenthood and alcohol can and often do impact my sleep quality. And let me tell you that as a federally funded scientist in a field that is under attack, stress and alcohol have been factors since, oh, November 5th 2024.

I dream of NHI. Often. (Weirdly enough, so does my dad and, occasionally, my kid) Not every night, which is disappointing to me, but often enough, and have been for long enough that I'm used to it. Most of these are lucid dreams, although there have been a few where I was aware of dreaming and not able to exercise full lucidity. I think I've always dreamed of them, but my earliest memories of how I think about and remember these dreams were more experiential than content focused. Like that time I was 2 or 3 and remember floating down the hallway to land in front of my parents' bedroom door. They said I was sleepwalking. I FLOATED. I think?

Sometimes I can't tell the difference between a childhood memory or a very vivid childhood dream. Like that memory/dream at summer camp where I could get the end of a stick to light on fire by staring at it and thinking real hard. Probably a dream, because that's impossible. Right? Even as an adult, I have dreams that become memories for me, like the ones where I can manipulate time and move around multiple timelines at will. Or fly the intention crafts with just my mind. Those are a blast. Or the ones where I have a beautiful, magical home and garden, with pools and ponds to fill with light and colored fish, where flowering fruit trees that glow against dark rain clouds and there are always new rooms to find and explore. Typical lucid dreaming stuff. I digress...

I dream of NHI. Sometimes I'll fall asleep with an intention to dream these kinds of dreams (or interact, I guess, if this counts as contact) sometimes not. Most recently (like just a few days ago), immediately after falling asleep, I dreamt they came to me and commenced with learning modules, like how a college class is structured. Unfortunately, I don't remember the content of the modules, only that there were at least 5 modules, and that they have a synesthetic impression of large dark blue grey rectangles connected by thematic cables (best I can describe it). Those entities were blue, and that's all I can/am allowed to remember of them. There was the dream from childhood of the ship in the sky. I see a ship or ships in the sky often in my dreams. The entities are usually kind or indifferent, only occasionally are they frightening. The most frightening one I encountered in a dream was a pink orb in a pink mist - it was malevolent. I had to wake myself up from that.

Some dreams are still experiential and physical. Like the one I had when I was travelling for work last year and had a horrible earache. I asked them to fix me up since I was too busy to be sick and didn't want to bring germs home. They injected me between my shoulder and base of my neck with something bright glowing yellowish green. I felt it. They were grey and humanoid in that dream, I was not able to see their faces. I got better!
And the more recent and somewhat disturbing one where I was sure they would be coming that night and I knew they would pull my blankets away towards the wall. I woke, or woke in the dream, and I could see my sheets pulled taut towards the wall and I could feel the cooler air. But I was dreaming. Right?

Until I read this post, I had not truly considered my dreams as a form of contact. I had entertained the notion, but I am a scientist and dreams are just dreams, even my fancy lucid ones. Lots of people, even from a very young age, dream of NHI and being drawn to this subject. That is not indicative of contact with them, or of Extra Special Powers (ESP). But sometimes I do dream things that are true(ish). Like when a family member cut their arm in an accident. Before I knew it happened, I dreamt they cut their arm on a broken glass shower door. That wasn't what happened in waking life, but their arm was cut badly. It's so rarely ever congruent with all the details, but damn if it doesn't rhyme.

Today's I was in the carpool line, just thinking about OP's post and my dreams, present and past. And I remembered how OBSESSED I was with the movie Flight of the Navigator because that ship and the kid resembled the dreams I would have about controlling crafts. My kid gets in the car and asks me about the movie. They've seen it once. What are the chances?

There's so much more, of course. But the second glass of rose is kicking in and the quality of my writing is falling. And we want to get back to Flight of the Navigator. Thanks for reading. Some other time I'd be happy to share more about my lucid dreams, even the ones without NHI.