McSmitty

Two months ago:

In a room, wooden. Seemed like it was up high, on a mountain side. Something about the light. Golden sunlight beams passing through windows in the far wall opening.
A man, a man I read many books of and visited his grave stands and looks to his left, my right.

Adjacent to him is what must be at large table yet it is full of overflowing plants. Thick, bushy with sage green leaves over the sides.
The plants are covered in small white flowers. Slightly yellow, yet very soft colours.

He just stands, points and smiles and looks again at the flowers.

We walk a while by them, looking.

Nothing is said.

Two days ago:

After eating organic forest honey and drinking apple juice, sparse diet all day, rice, raisins, honey. Deeper meditation than normal. Very potent Attention maintained, almost painful, into sleep as was intention. Corpse posture and apple juice before going to sleep and some water. Solitude for six hours before retiring. Candles and quiet.

Undefined dream. Massive realisation. I awoke not remembering what I had just seen although I knew, somewhere, somehow what I had experienced. Very,very unusual.. Highly energised coming out of sleep. More so than normal. Main reason for seeking lucid dreaming experiences or developing this talent.