FryingMan

Did "everything wrong" last night: ate a big meal late, had wine fairly late, went to bed late and really full, but had some excellent dreams. Thanked my SC ala gab many times during the day yesterday for my dreaming experiences and "put in my order" for the kinds of dreams I wanted. Started asking myself "what's odd about this?" during the day after reading Patricia Keelan's bio on LaBerge's Hawaii retreat web page.

Things I did right: ate dream-friendly lunch (almonds, turkey, cheese, tart cherries, milk, flax seed powder), exercised, day practice, added back in some PM targets (hit some, missed some).

02:00 bedtime (argh!)

08:42 (wake time 08:23)

+ plane hijack/crash, they're trying to knock everyone unconscious on board by the G-forces of sudden turns. I feel the turns and every time one happens people on board say "whooooooa!", I feel the blackout coming close but it never overcomes me, I think middle-aged women have taken over the plane. The plane crash lands in Southern California and I think this is a joke because it's not really an abandoned location. I walked by the plane outside now looks more like a large ocean ship I pass it by on the left, I see ahead of me there's a mirage that looks like water, there's someone else with me experiencing the mirage, but I know it's a mirage that will change as we approach closer, we step forwards and the pools of "water" resolve into the large eyes of a big moose sitting on the ground. There's a tree nearby with a well of water inside it, and the moose allows us to drink from it.

+ I see old friend DD and her mother and infant "daughter" standing at a garden fence outside a garden, I feel strong affection towards them and go to join them and say hello. DD and her old mother (a crone with a large witch nose) are walking swiftly through the aisles in the garden which has rows of tall trees laid out in a rectangular pattern. D ignores me. I hear a voice narrating a story that the nearby house (two houses joined together sharing a wall) is haunted/cursed because people used to come there for affairs. I get close to D finally and say a hearty hello but she just says "yeah, hi" sarcastically and keeps moving. I'm really hurt and angry by this rejection, I leave the garden, walking over/slamming the "gate" which is a large colourful bunch of folded paper like Christmas wrapping paper and it falls over behind me on to the ground as I stomp away, I hear D say sarcastically "good job, <my name>". I feel a bit bad because I think this was D's daughter's toy. I hear my sister's voice behind me saying "where has this happened before?", she's trying to chastise me, I'm mad and shout at her over my shoulder

Spoiler for profanity:

"I don't give a mother-fucking shit!"

I see an advertisement for quarters (the coins) being an important part of Thanksgiving dinner (!), the quarters are rolling around on dark streets, I have a close up view, some announcer talks of the important in choosing good quarters (so that the turkey will be good?)

+ My wife and I are talking in my childhood home garage (only realize location after waking), her eyes change from brown to blue and back several times and I'm frickin astonished by this and keep trying to manoeuvre her eyes into better light to see better (SC Gift #1! I missed this one! argh! LD on a silver platter!). She walks from my left to my right and back to my left, to stand by the door, where her eyes seem to settle back to brown, she says "yeah that happens sometimes."

+ (lucid) I'm seated in a very large (outdoor?) bright theatre. I have a friend seated next to me on my left. A few rows down and to the right on a landing, only about 10 feet away, I notice 2 guys have appeared (they weren't there before) and they're singing. These guys are goofy/geeky/weird looking, wearing a lot of odd jewelry/clothing, each one is holding a microphone and singing, they have good voices and harmony, I see them very vividly. I'm thinking about how goofy they look but they probably get girls because they're in a band. An aide(s) starts walking by us up the stairs in the aisle, they're holding prizes, one of them is a large drawing (1m by 2/3m about) colorful (crayon) drawing of something (ship/balloon?) with the word "Dream" or "Dreamer" clearly written (printed) on it (SC Gift #2!), some of the letters are reversed (the "d" and/or the "r"). I think "really? I've been seeing so many t-shirts recently with "dream" written on it, might as well RC," I do a nose pinch and some air leaks through but it seems mostly closed. Hmm, I'm a bit confused, I try pinching harder and breathe again, the air is mostly blocked but some still gets through. I decided to try gravity, I jump a bit into the air and float slowly down, Aha! Yes this is a dream! I run up the steps to the aides who are a few rows above us now, and tear off the poster from the easel and bring it back to my seat, I want to save it for later when I wake up . I then climb up some steps looking about the theatre (more of an amphitheatre), it's filled with people. I'm looking for a CG for a smooch. I settle on one and give her a quick kiss I do not want to engage for too long though. I keep walking, and see a CG blonde with a cream dress, maybe late 20's early 30's. I sit with her and put my hands up her shirt. There are multiple layers and I go under about 3 before I feel the skin of her back. I'm concerned my hands are cold and I don't want to shock her so I put my hands back on top of one layer of clothing. After a bit I put my hands back to the skin and move them around to the front. Her clothing is really tight on top of my hands.

Spoiler for 18+:

I double-grab her fairly substantial breasts and begin squeezing and kneading and pulling on them. This goes on for a while. The next time I pull on them a bit she objects, I think because it's too obvious to people around what I'm doing, but she says that doing so pulls her neck back and forth. She likes it when they're squeezed but not pulled. I'm then standing up and perhaps have lost lucidity a bit so I do another jump and I slowly float down, yep, solidly lucid again. Things seem stable so I decide to escalate and I say "OK, time for some <epithet for cat> f%^&ing!" She's on her hands and knees, knees on a chair and her hands on a table, I raise her cream colored skirt over her butt and I/she start to tear/remove her panty hose and

I wake up. Argh! I'm sleeping on my stomach so I think that explains the unclear/partially blocked nose pinch. Try to relax and go back in but too excited/awake.

Probably 2 hours awake at least, drifting/snoozing, doing counting breaths, SSILD, relaxation, trying to get back to sleep, get the "I WILL LD if I can fall asleep again" feeling, I think about getting up for the day but I don't give up, keep relaxing, and eventually sleep...

11:30

+ (lucid) Indoors in some random house, well-lit. I'm rubbing my left hand in circles on my son's right shoulder, he's intently watching a TV/microwave, I realize I'm dreaming but feel my awareness is at the bottom of a well, very unstable, just keep rubbing and rubbing his shoulder and eventually feel substantial enough to move, and start walking a bit into the scene. I find myself standing at a white square small ceramic sink with no faucet in a non-descript room , and I'm running my hands around the back corners of the sink (left hand on left side/corner, right hand on right/back corner) back and forth, to stabilize. I decide I will do sivason simultaneous focus and try to maintain focus on both my dream body and the dream environment and walk towards a door but immediately feel very dizzy/unstable. Stand still, more hand rubs. Things stabilize a bit. I start walking down the hallway, it is my current IWL home. I think about going out the front door, decide to jump out the kitchen window. Walk down the corridor, turn left into the kitchen, the window is there (wrong kind of window), through the lower panes I see the bright sunlit outside, I don't hesitate and immediately run towards the left window pane and dive headfirst through it, don't feel any glass, the world orientation sort of rotates and swirls a bit to simulate my dive then I'm on the ground outdoors, "COOL!" I think. The ground is made of the same floor / ceiling tiles as the kitchen, then things start fading, I think just a moment and the scene will clarify to a proper street scene, then I wake up.

This was a notable LD because it probably was just a waking moment and I was able to hold on to it and turn it into a proper multiple-scene (if short) LD with a cool dive out the window.