Last night I went to bed a 10:30 Pm, and woke at 12:30 Pm (2 hours later) after this lucid dream. This was very strange for me to LD during my deep sleep cycle, it’s never happened before. Don’t get wrong, I’m not complaining! This is good thing. Anyway, in this DILD, I took a dream figure flying for her first time, and she totally freaked about 60 feet up! Here’s how it went:
A group of 6 of us walked into an old brick building courtyard, which was open on one side, and then I became lucid for no particular reason. The old, 4 storey, brick building was missing several walls, and the floors were exposed at the upper two levels. It looked like maybe a fire had run through the building at some time in the past. After realizing I was dreaming, I said to the gang, “Let’s go flying!”
I flew up about 30 feet then came back down. This helped make the lucid dream very clear. The other 3 guys in the group then flew up to the 4 floor and landed on the ledge and looked down at us. I asked the two girls if they were coming too. The one girl said she’s never done this, and she moved into the arms of her girlfriend to be comforted. The other girl pushed her back a bit, and said she should give it a try. I told the girl to hold my hand, and we’ll fly together. She grabbed my hand, and we floated upward together. When we reached the fourth floor, I tried to fly forward and land beside the other 3 men, but no luck, I just kept going up. We soon reached the rooftop, and then the girl started to freak out! She wrapped her arms and legs around me and started to scream! I QUICKLY decided to take her back to the ground, but we were descending way too fast, and I was concerned she was going to get hurt when we hit the ground. No worries though, we landed nicely, and then she went running into the arms of her friend crying with hysteria. Poor thing.
I decided to fly up and join the 3 men on the forth floor, but when I got up there, I couldn’t fly forward (again) and land on the ledge. I just hovered there! I then flapped my arms to move towards them, and this worked. The one guy laughed at me and said, “This is elementary!” I thought to myself, yeah I must look pretty stupid! I then woke up from the embarrassment and wrote the dream in my journal.
#389 - DILD - 11:39PM
I was surprised by an early night lucid last night. I don't have much for the entry because I nearly forgot it. I did my best to recall upon awaking but I was so tired that I quickly fell back into a non lucid dream before I could make and entry.
I should note that I was trying to get lucid prebed. I simply fell asleep being totally aware of all body sensations similar to an SSILD short cut.
I find myself lucid talking with some woman. I am having a hard time understanding and retaining what she is saying but I feel like the information is important. I tell her that I can't understand her and the word appear in a font on a wall from something like and overhead projector. I start reading but my words sound like gibberish and I quickly realize the words are just random letters or something like a foreign language. I shout about how nothing is making any sense.
I have an FA and tell Rex about a lucid dream that involved the three stooges. For some reason I have trouble pronouncing 'stooges'.
I am in a field hiding behind a log having a bow and arrow shootout. I am loosing and shout at a woman to help. I call her by my wife's name. I know this is the wrong name but I just go with it. I look over the log and see a guy running up on my. I shoot him with an arrow but there is no tip and it looks bent a broken. I only hope the close range does some damage. As I release the arrow I shout, "Die mother fucker!"
Since my LD was so weak, I decide to go ahead and do my WBTB. After a period abstinence the day before, I have 1/2 a bottle frappuccino (about 6-7oz.) at WBTB. I was really tired and didn't stay up longer than a few minutes of trying to rouse myself in the kitchen. I feel asleep once again focused on body sensations and repeating goals as a mantra. I didn't get lucid but I had some very vivid and cool dreams.
I am extremely late for work at my parents old house. I try to put a lunch together. I look in the fridge but nothing looks good or right.
4:03AM (Star Wars KOTOR style)
I am walking through a starship with some battle companions. There are large orbital droids with blue force fields attacking us. I fight back with a red light saber and force push powers. The lightsaber hilt resembles a blue baseball bat handle. I find it looks odd but feels very nice in my hand and gives me great maneuverability. I make a lot fancy movements putting my weapon into a blur of red as I spin and slash through my enemies. My force push shows some light faint blue energy from my hands as the droids smash into walls and shatter. At one point I lose focus and miss a droid with my lightsaber. I think to throw my lightsaber but fear it wont return. The droid glides over my head and behind me. I try force pushing behind my back but it misses. I do a backwards thrust with my lightsaber and cut the droid in half without looking. At one point I assist my friend with a blue lightsaber by trusting my lightsaber to the hilt into a larger droid. I watch as the metal turns molten.
I am now separated from my companions but I think I see the one with the blue lightsaber enter something like steel elevator doors. I follow and cautiously peer into a small corridor with gold shimmering beams of light along the walls. I can sense danger and I decide to pause. As I step back I see a new type of ominous looking droid materialize before me. I dodge a red streak of blaster fire as the doors close. I consider reentering to attack but my lightsaber is now acting crazy. There seems to be some red light poking out of the butt of the bat handle and the lightsaber and I am able to use my finger to push it back in. It doesn't hurt me and when I look back at the other end, I see that the beam of hot red death is now a harmless balloon. As I run away from battle I notice that I can hear air hissing into the balloon causing it to enlarge into an irregular shape. I try to hold back the air but the balloon continues to grow. I panic that I will be without a weapon and pat my side for a blaster. Then I remember that I can use the force and I drop the now useless lightsaber with new confidence.
I come to the end of a metallic corridor and find a large air duct. I recall that this was the way I sneaked in but I sort of feel that I am just making this all up now. I find the space is much smaller than I thought and as I try to squeeze in, I become super claustrophobic. I look for another way out and see Darleen from work exiting the corridor through a side door. I follow after her and wake up.
5:19AM (Snooze alarm)
I am at work and see there isn't much to do. I ask Darleen what the deal was and she said there was a problem in Engineering. She tells me that when is all resolved she will be "dancing with joy."
I jokingly ask, "Who is this Joy person?" Everyone laughs.
Updated 12-16-2014 at 03:31 AM by 5967
Apparently it’s possible to heal using lucid dreaming, so I decided to give it a try. My son has had a plantar wart on his left foot heel 3 years now. We’ve tried everything under the sun, except the surgery, to remove this wart, and it’s still there. It’s about 8 mm in diameter. Last night I asked my son if he would agree to let me try and heel his plantar wart in a lucid dream tonight. He was surprisingly real receptive to the idea, and was excited about trying this! He’s 17 years old, very open minded, and trusts me. Here’s what happened:
In this dream, I was hitch hiking on a highway, when I came upon another hitch hiker who had a data transmitting device for the military. It had water damage, and we were trying to fix it. Suddenly a brand new military truck appeared beside us, fully loaded with electronic equipment to send, receive, and relay data. Several dozen people also appeared. The dream was crystal clear and extremely vivid. I knew instantly I was dreaming. I remembered the mantra I said before I went to bed, “I will realize when I’m dreaming, and I will heal my son’s plantar wart.” I had repeated this for ten minutes, and then turned the lights out and went to bed.
A dream figure came right up to me smiling, while I was holding my poodle in my arms, and I said, “I have to find my son, so he can help me do something.” He nodded and continued smiling. I called my son’s name once, and he instantly came walking around the backside of parked truck. I immediately handed our dear poodle over to my son, and asked him to follow me over to a grass clearing beside the highway. When we got there my son took off his left shoe and sock. I didn’t even have to ask him! I got so excited about doing this I woke.
A couple of hours later I was having another lucid dream, where I was showing my son how I could push Netflix movie icons out the top of the flat screen TV and turn them into CD boxes. My son was looking at this with amazement and curiosity. I then remembered my mantra, so I told my son, ”Let’s try this again!” He immediately sat on the floor and took off both shoes and socks. I grabbed his left foot and held it in my right hand, I then said, “Let’s heal the wart on your foot through consciousness and love!” I tried to shoot a beam of light from my left hand at the wart, but all I got was a small ball of light that stayed cupped in my hand. I focussed and concentrated to create the beam of light, but then the ball of light disappeared. I lowered his foot to the ground, and felt where the wart was, but it wasn’t there. I asked my son if the wart was on his left foot (I started to question myself)? My son lifted up his left foot to feel for the wart, and he said, “I can’t feel it.” He seemed frustrated, and then I woke up.
I went and described to my son this morning what had happened during the two lucid dreams last night. I felt that I hadn’t done the healing correctly and I’ll try again in the next lucid dream. We did some rehearsals too, so I’ll have it all straight in my mind. Next time, he will hold his left foot in the air, so I can shoot light beams from both my hands at the wart. I still need to figure a better healing phrase to say while I’m doing this. Any suggestions would be appreciated!
Updated 12-21-2014 at 11:52 PM by 71173
During this dream I became lucid because I was driving an invisible car! I ended up driving into the ocean, where it became an invisible Seadoo, and I met up with a bunch of people swimming in huge waves. My daughter appeared, I woke, and then I did an OBE to try and have a little visit with her. Here’s what happened in more detail.
I was driving down the main road of a small, ocean side town, in my invisible car. It took me a few blocks to figure out that I was dreaming. I was amazed at the visibility this invisible car had! This had to be a dream! I didn’t even bother to do a reality check. Invisible cars are one of my many dream signs. At the next intersection, there was this long, curved, road heading down to the ocean. It looked like a 200 yard long boat ramp. I drove my invisible car full speed down this ramp and hit the ocean at about 70 mph. When I hit the water, my invisible car turned into an invisible Seadoo. The waves were absolutely huge, and I was driving full speed into the breakers. Normally this wouldn’t turn out too good, but in dreamland, anything is possible. I went right through the breakers and out the other side. In this one breaker, I could see people floating in it. Their bodies cast silhouettes shadows that were visible on the front side of the breaker. I drove right through the wave and parked beside the swimmers.
This girl was floating close to me, with just her head sticking out of the water, so I asked her name, and she said, “Clara”. The girl beside her smiled at me, and then I asked her name, and she said, “Janah.” Clara then said Janah’s Russian. I then asked Janah if she lives in Russia, and she said, “No.”
I then felt somebody tap my shoulder, and I turned around and saw my daughter standing above the water. She looked at me and jokingly said, “Dad, you’re crazy!” I hope she was referring to driving my car into the ocean at 70 mph. I reached my arms out and gave her a big hug and kissed her right on the lips. She smiled, and then said, “I want to go for a little walk.” I immediately woke up in bed, but I stayed perfectly still in an effort to get back into the dream.
Suddenly, ‘the vibrations’ started. At first they were very subtle, but gradually grew in intensity. When I felt things were ready, I jump out of my body and landed on the floor beside my bed. I couldn’t see anything. I clawed at my eyes to remove whatever was blocking them, but I still couldn’t see. I headed blindly for my bedroom door, found the door knob, opened it, and walked down the hallway. I still couldn’t see. I call for my daughter come three times, but there was no answer, and then I woke. My heart was pounding, and I was breathing heavy. I immediately recorded this in my journal at 5:30 Am.
#388 - DILD/DEILD - 6:46AM
I am entering a house with a young and mildly attractive woman. She is being flirty but I ignore this. She's talking about how she goes running to negate the bad effects of smoking. I tell her that this is really pointless, but she assures me that 10 miles a day is more than enough. I remain unconvinced but I let it go. She tells me that she wants me to go jogging with her but I tell her that it would look bad if we are seen together.
I sit on a couch in the living and she sprawls across a love seat adjacent to me. I notice she's removed most of her clothes and I can see she has grown much fatter with stretch marks and varicose veins all over her body. I notice she has a pretty face and think how its too bad the rest of her looks so horrible.
As I sit I quiet my mind and look around. I can see her family at a dinning table beyond with woman on the love seat. Something looks odd. It's took blurry. I can't make out the faces.
This is a dream. No. I'm just pretending. This is real life. I continue to stare at the family. They look so odd and motionless. Wait... No this might really be a dream. I worry that the dream will crash if I do anything, but I decide to go ahead and do a nose plug to settle my internal debate. I blow cleaning through. The dream crashes. I knew it!
I wake up and move a bit but quickly decide to hold still for DEILD. I focus on deeply relaxing my body and body awareness. I realize that I feel like I am being dragged like someone is pulling me by my though it doesn't feel like anyone has a hold of me. As soon as I note this the sensation stops. I focus on feeling it again and it starts back up. It slow at first but quickly accelerates to high speed. I feel G-forces in my stomach and gasp.
I notice that I am feeling very faint vibrations like tingles in my arms and decide that It's probably safe to move. When I pick up my left arm the dragging stops and I open my dream eyes. It's very sunny in the room and as I get up, I watch my feet move to the floor like I am looking at a foot cam.
I am in a very tiny version of my bedroom with no door to exit. There is only a night stand and a window. I see the window but think it would be funner to phase through the wall. I haven't done this in a while and I very sloppily try to push my face through. It feels like rubber so I try to claw and tear through. Unfortunately, as I struggle with this I am sucked back to my body in bed.
I hold still and wait and quickly see a scene form. I am laying in a sunny spot with trees around me. The green leaves look extremely vivid but when I try to move the scene crashes. I decide to focus and wait for another scene but quickly lose lucidity.
I recall some short and random scenes before waking up. I tell Wurlman about getting lucid. The woman from earlier pulls her pants down and shows me her ass. All those veins. I turn away. Other images that I can't recall.
This was a very long lucid dream (felt about 15 minutes). In this dream I met these two suave fellows about 7 feet tall, with long, blonde, wavy hair, named Sam Don Juan Jr. and Sr., and I asked them why their eyes sometimes glow red. I’ll just over the highlights of the dream.
There was an RV driving down the road towards me. It had an entire assortment of antennae and satellites covering most to the roof. This looked so odd, that I didn’t even have to do a reality check; I knew this was a dream. The RV stopped and backed into the garage. During the dream I knew it was past 9:00 Am in the waking world, because I just awake not too long ago. My LD’s this late in the morning usually not that vivid and are short lived, so I decided to just clown around. People stepped out of the RV and walked out of the garage. I just ignored them and then I ran towards them and jumped up onto the garage roof. I decide to practice a forward summersault off the garage and land on the driveway, and this time, I landed it perfectly in a single kneeling position! I’ve been practicing this in LD’s.
Next I headed off towards a large gathering of people at a small, square field, bordered by residential streets and homes, with very large yards. People were everywhere! On my way there I felt the clarity fading, so I deciding to do ‘swirling’. Except this time I swirled much different than what I’ve ever done before, and it worked really well. I spun like a top, at a very high speed. My feet stayed at one location, and my body slowly rotated clockwise about my feet, and my body was at about 30 degrees angle to the ground. Basically like a wobbling spinning top (tilted at 30 degrees to the ground and rotating clockwise). I did this several times during the dream to stabilize. This seemed to attract attention from the dream figures.
I walked up the crowd and started to mingle, asking people’s names and having small chat. Everybody I asked knew their name, except one lady who was really struggling to remember her name. She finally said a name, but she obviously faked it. I felt sorry for her. There was this young, dark haired boy I was chatting with, and I asked him what city this was. He replied, “This is prison camp.” One of the ‘Dream Patrol’, suit guys started to walk up to me with a disapproving look. I looked at the ‘suit man’ and said, “It’s all okay! We’re at prison camp!” He gave me a ‘watch yourself’ look and stood back. These suit guys often show up in my dreams after I’ve let on that I’m lucid. This happens especially when I start asking for history, location, and phone #’s. No problem with asking names though. They sneak up behind me and end my LD’s, so I’m careful to keep an eye on them. I often instantly turn 180 degree to face them (I really mean instantly), when I know they’re there, and this freaks them out, and they back up. This helps me to stay lucid longer. I fought these guys once before in a dream called, ‘Matrix Style Fighting with Beige Suits’, but I’ve decided not to do this again. I just want enjoyable dreams. Fighting is not my thing.
I backed away from the crowd by about 20 yards to ‘swirl’ again, because my lucidity was starting to fade, and so as not to hit anybody while I do this. The swirl lasted about 10 to 15 seconds. Everything became perfectly clear again. That’s when I saw these two suave fellows, 7 feet tall, with long, blonde, wavy hair, and walking right towards me, so I walked right towards them. I smiled at them, and asked them their names. They looked at each other with surprise and smiled back at me. One fellow was much older than the other. I stood right close to them looking waaaay up at their faces. They older fellow looked down at me, and said, “I’m Sam Don Juan.” I looked at the other giant and asked his name, and he said, “I’m Sam Don Juan Jr.” We then had some small chat, and then headed toward the crowd. As we turned, I saw Sam Don Juan Sr.’s eyes glow red. I’ve seen this happen many times before in my dreams with these seven foot guys, so I decided to ask. I put my right hand on Sam Don Juan’s forearm and asked him if we could talk in private. Lots of people were gathering around at this point. I looked at Sam Don Juan Jr. and said he can come and listen too. We walked away from the crowd, but some people followed. I asked them to leave so we could be alone, and they did. The giant Sam Don Juan Sr. bent over and I put my hands on either side of his huge chest, and we were eye to eye. I then said, “Why do your eyes sometimes glow red. Don’t get me wrong, I think this is very cool, and I just want to understand what’s going on.” He stood back up and looked at his son. He didn’t seem very impressed with the question. He leaned over and looked at me again, and it looked like he was going to tell me, then I said, “Please tell me, lots of people would like to know.” Well, I screwed up there, because he stood back up straight and turned to walk away. I shouldn’t have said that! Somebody from the crowd snuck in behind me during the conversation and also said, “Yeah, why do your eyes sometimes glow red?” I immediately went from being perfectly lucid to being awake. That made no sense to me why that happened.
In this dream I was at my cabin with my father in-law. We were working on installing a chimney for the new fireplace on the 2nd storey. We were both kneeling, and doing something with the pipes. I noticed that all the walls on the 2nd storey had insulation and vapor barrier; however in the waking world, this is not the case. My cabin’s not insulated yet! Yaaay, I’m dreaming! I said to my ‘father in-law’, “We’ve got to be dreaming!” He stood up and looked around the cabin and said, “I think you’re right?” He looked at me with a shocked look of disbelief, and then he rubbed his eyes.
The 2nd storey floor then lowered to the first floor and we stepped off. I have no idea why the floor lowered. Strangely, I didn’t feel the floor lowering; maybe the 1st floor rose up to the 2nd. I said to my father in-law, “Watch me float!” I jumped up in the air a couple of feet and then slowly floated back down, and repeated this one more time. He stood perfectly still, with a broad stance, and stared me straight into my eyes. He opened his eyes so wide that his irises had white all the way around. He then said, “I’m having a real hard time with this.” My stressed father in-law then rubbed his eyes continuously and started to stumble around. All of a sudden, my son walked around the corner, and I started to describe to him what was happening. Fyi, my son has become sort of a dream guide to me over the last 6 months. Without warning, I woke up.
I became lucid in this dream because I noticed something wasn’t quite right with my pocket knife. The pivot point for the blade is supposed to be at the end of the knife, not in the middle. I focussed on the pocket knife and moved the pivot point to where it should be, then placed it in my pocket. I’m not much for changing the dream environment, but this wasn’t acceptable. I’ve had that knife for over 30 years! Don’t mess with my pocket knife, dream!
I decided to leave the room I was in, and head outside to see if I could find my daughter. When I opened the door, I was shocked, and a bit upset, to see that I had entered into an empty room with two garage doors. This was not what I wanted, or was expecting. I wanted to go outside and possibly meet with my daughter in a nice scenic area, and have a little visit. Don’t ask me why, but my emotions got the better part of me, and then there were blast waves, which radiated outwards from me, and shock the entire building. It sounded like an explosion. This is what you call losing your temper ‘dream style’. I've never created a blast wave - first time. Everything looked momentarily distorted and the air became dusty. This description doesn’t even come close to describing the intensity of the blast wave. The shock wave caused the two garage doors to fly up into their open position. One garage door opened into another empty room with an exterior door that led outside. The sunlight was shining in through the open door. The other room was full of menacing looking robotic equipment which was violently rotating and pivoting in all directions. I chose to go into the robotic room because it scared me, and if I didn’t, this might turn into some kind of nightmare!
I walked up to the first robotic machine arm and stopped the equipment ‘dead in its tracks’ by simply touching it with my point finger. I then walked over to machine’s central structure and hugged it. The machine was somehow alive with warmth, breath, and it even had a heartbeat! It seemed like it was scared because its heart was pounding. I apologized to the machine dream figure for scaring it, and then I proceeded to next robotic arm. I woke just before I was about to touch the 2nd machine with my point finger.
I have to admit hugging machinery is a little bit odd (machine dream figure), but it certainly worked out well, because I exited this lucid dream, and proceeded into events that led to an awesome OBE.
#387 - DILD - 5:32AM
I went to be late at midnight and had planned to take Galantamine at WBTB around 4AM, but at 2AM I had a horrible nightmare that made me think about the waking life implications. I have been taking 5-HTP pre-bed for depression and it's really been giving me powerful vivid dreams, though non-lucid. I was actually excited to see how Galantamine would work for me now but my thoughts kept me wake for over an hour so I decided it wasn't the night. I felt restless legs starting and I got up to take 1mg Melatonin and 400mg Ibuprofen. I considered trying an induction technique, but I really just wanted to fall back to sleep and stop thinking about stuff. I used randomness to quickly pass out, hoping at least, desire would catch the dream.
Much later, I am on a road trip with some 'friends' (their faces aren't anyone I know IWL) and we come to some city. Springfield? Someone mentions that it should be close to time for them to start filming SNL and they all really want to go. I look at the clock and see it's 4:30. I figure we have an hour before it starts but I realize we aren't that close to New York and something about the time feels wrong. Still, I have a strong urge to go alone so I ignore this.
Somehow I end up in a room with a stage. There are very few folding chairs scattered about in clusters and even less people sitting in them. I think this is very odd, but I continue to take a seat. Amy Peohler is on stage talking with another unknown person. It is some sort of pre-show and they point to a guy in our group. They set up some agreement that he would somehow be apart of some skit. This guy looks vaguely familiar and is wearing a yellow shirt with camouflage pants and combat boots. He has thick curly black hair and looks like a person with a sense of humor. He stands up, salutes, and says, "Yes commander."
I have a memory gap, but find myself lucid from doing some form of awareness/mindfulness. I think I forgot most of this, but I recall that I have been watching the show for what feels like a long time. Amy is gone and there is some other celebrity on stage talking. She looks a lot like Megan Trainor with brown hair wearing some light blue prom dress. As I watch her drone on, I feel like the dream is becoming unstable because I feel like can't hold all of this in my head for much longer. The concentration of sitting here idly while trying to remember all that has been said is way too much for me. I have the idea that I really need to be doing something active to keep the dream stable. I try to think what to do knowing that I should have a goal, but I can't be bothered with it right now. Suddenly feeling outrageously rebellious, I have an idea. I leap up from my seat, run to the stage, plant a hand on the edge, and vault myself in front of the woman. Without hesitation, I grab a hold of the front of her silky blue dress, and pull down. This surprising reveals her naked breast to everyone. I am not sure what I thought would happen but this really does surprise me. She stands there for a moment in shock while I admire her cleavage. I have a mild temptation to have some fun, but I quickly resist and turn away.
I return to my seat and make a grand gesture to the now growing audience. The woman is still standing there unashamed and laughing as everyone else erupts with excitement. As I watch, I purposefully look only at her face and not her bare breasts. Suddenly, blue text appears as an overlay to the stage. It appears social media is blowing up because of what is happening on live television. I can see the comments on Twitter and all of the tagging of other people, @soandso @thisguy @somebody (I can't remember the names). Then hashtags appear #something #lookatthis. Again, I don't recall the actual words and I think was mostly gibberish anyway. I laugh at bit, but but start to really really bad for the woman. It feels like shame and embarrassment and something inappropriate. I don't like the feeling so I decide that I want something really hilarious to show up. As I gently will the dream to respond, I think these words and they appear clearly in front of the stage alongside the rest. I am not sure how this showed up, but its more like my subC put it out there for me: "@ISIS hates Megan Strait. #ISIS" I get the feeling that these people would really hate knowing this woman bared her breast on live television. It's not really funny to me, but I decide this will be DJ entry title. The dream quickly fades.
I have an FA where I am trying to recall the dream and how I even got lucid. I remember as I see the funny camo guy holding a milk carton with the word 'Ninja' on it. He tells me that this was 'Ninja Juice' and as soon as I saw the word 'Ninja', BAM I was lucid. Then, I actually wake wondering if this is true.
Updated 12-07-2014 at 09:54 PM by 5967
This is my second time meditating while in a lucid dream. Something much unexpected happened! I became invisible! When I felt ‘the vibrations’ happening (while meditating in the lucid dream), I projected myself out of my lucid dream body then I was invisible. I then interacted with dream figures, while invisible, and they were totally confused, yet interested in what was going on. I’ll describe what happened.
I was attempting to do a WILD (Wake Induced Lucid dream). I got up in the middle of the night for about 45 minutes, studied lucid dreaming theory (30 minutes), and then looked at pictures of my daughter (15 minutes to incubate the dream). I then went to sleep. I was consciously awake, but my body was asleep. After about 1 hour I started to feel repeating, mild vibrations. I let my consciousness slip right to the edge of being unconscious, and then I leaped out of body and stood beside my bed. I was standing there all tangled in my blanket, and my CPAP mask was still on my face. It was all so real; I figured this must have been a failed attempt at an OBE, so I sat down on my bed. Then, without warning, I was sucked back into my body. Oh no, I blew it again, I was in an OBE and didn’t know it! I fell completely asleep at that point and then ended up in a DILD (Dream Induced Lucid Dream) a short time later. I’ll now describe the DILD.
In this lucid dream I appeared in my kitchen. My kitchen and dining area were exactly the same as in real life, except one problem, how did I suddenly appear here? I knew something was up, because I couldn't remember how I got there, so this is how I became lucid. I immediately called for my daughter, thanks to the dream incubation I did earlier, and a few seconds later she came running around the corner followed by my son. There were both about 3 years in age. I scooped up my daughter and gave her a huge hug and told her that I loved her. She smiled ear to ear, and then vanished. My dream started to fade, so I decide to side down in the dining area and meditate to see if this would help maintain lucidity. Here’s what happened next.
While lucid, I sat in the ‘classic lotus’ position on the floor, with my hands on top of my knees, and thumbs touching my middle fingers. Eyes closed. Within seconds I could feel my body slightly floating, and then this was followed by repeating, mild vibrations throughout my body. Please note, this happens all extremely fast while lucid. I then leaped up out of my lucid dream body and stood there looking down at me sitting in the ‘lotus position’. I looked like me, but just much younger. Hey, looking good! My sister then walked into the kitchen and saw me on the floor in ‘lotus position’, and then she continued into the kitchen and stood beside the island counter. I walked up to her, and asked how she was doing? She looked totally confused, and then she walked right into me, and stopped. I gave her a hug and told her I loved her. When I hugged her I realized I had no arms! They were invisible! I looked down at my body and realized that I was totally invisible! My sister started to freak out! I calmed her down by explaining how I became invisible. She seemed to understand, but had a look of disbelief. I picked up an empty milk jug off the counter and passed it to her while I was laughing. It looked like the milk jug was floating magically in the air. My sister then called for our mom, and my two other sisters to come and see what was going on. They were all confused by this, but seemed very interested in what was going on. I kept passing them stuff off the counter to hold. My oldest sister didn’t want to grab onto the measuring cup I was trying to give her, and she retracted her arms, shrugged her shoulders, and then moved back. My mom went and took a closer look at me sitting in ‘lotus position’ on the floor. The dream came to an abrupt end, without any warning, and I woke up.
I wonder what would have happened if I sat down and meditated in my invisible form, and then projected myself once again (double projection)? What’s beyond being invisible? Hmmmm, gotta try that next time!
Updated 12-05-2014 at 08:07 PM by 71173
Last night bed around 9 coz soming down with something.
Woken up at 3am, spent 30 min on comp, then bed. Woke up at 5:30 from LDs.
Not sure how I got lucid, if WILD or DILD, but proly DILD. Next thing I know, I'm walking down the street, happy as can be and singing and old song, one of my favorites. I realize I can sing nice and loud so I start really singing from top of my lungs. It feels GREAT. I have the lyrics right and I carry a tune.
The dream fades, I see my hands and I realize I'm still dreaming, because a thought crosses my mind that I always am. No transition.
I'm ourside, between 2 buildings. I want to fly up, but there are boards like a scaffolding. I'm pushing them aside and telling myself its easy.
I'm on the street again I think and I manage half of the same song, again happy as fuq, before dream fades.
Not sure if still lucid here or not, proly kinda aware but not lucid. So I go look for OpheliaBlue which I know she is in that corridor. I find her and I'm all excited telling her that I just had a DILD and a DEILD.
Woke up ecstatic.
Why can I sing in dreams but not IWL?
Updated 12-05-2014 at 07:06 AM by 50242
I’m on a bit of dry spell right now, so I’ll describe this lucid dream from July 27, 2014. In this dream, seeing my ‘Dream Guide’ actually made me lucid. Btw, this dream figure hasn’t been around much lately. My dream guides now seem to be mostly family and close friends.
After I became lucid, I decided to show my wife how I could levitate a pencil while lucid. I think this was the first time I actually levitated something in my 40 plus years of LD’s. I had recently read about this LD skill, and decided to give it a go. You know, up until recently, I had little knowledge about what was actually possible during a LD (thanks mostly to Dreamviews). Any who, my wife wasn’t very impressed with my new LD skill. My Dream Guide stood there intently watching. I then asked my wife to lie down on the coffee table, and she did. I levitated her 1 foot off the table, and then she wouldn’t go any higher. She still wasn’t impressed, and then I tried even harder. She floated almost to the ceiling! A vertical glass tube, about 2 ½ feet in diameter, and 7 foot tall, appeared to the left of me. How or why, I had no idea. I then instant transported my wife from levitating to standing upright inside the glass tube. Yup, you guessed it; she still wasn’t impressed (even though I was). I was aware of the ‘instant transport’ technique, because I can do that to myself while lucid, but I’ve never tried it, up until this point, to somebody else. I just think, “I’m there!”, and then I instantly transport from point A to point B. Next, I decided to levitate my wife out of the glass tube, but there wasn’t enough clearance between the ceiling and the top of the glass tube, so I asked my Dream Guide to tilt the glass tube over, and he did. I then floated my wife out of the tube and placed her gently, feet down, on the floor. At this point I forgot I was dreaming, and continued on with the adventure in a non-lucid state.
Updated 12-03-2014 at 04:43 AM by 71173
First off, before I describe the lucid dream, I had no idea what ‘epiphany’ meant (though I did remember hearing it before). This word is not in my vocabulary. I immediately Google ‘epiphany’ upon waking and this was what I found:
Epiphany: Ancient Greek word. Enlightening realization allows a situation to be understood from a new and deeper perspective.
As part of my lucid dreaming regime I always drink one or two glasses of water before I go to bed, so that I have to wake during the night (yes the P word). I use the ‘Wake Back to Bed’ method so I can be consciously aware during my REM cycle as my body sleeps. This need to pee entered into a dream prior to my waking. I was at a ‘fancy pants’ hotel standing the conference room lobby area with a bunch of people. I had to go real bad, so I found the closest washroom. This was a private washroom, with a lock mechanism ¾’s of the way up the door. I locked the door. The bathroom had a large window facing the sidewalk, and a skylight facing the multi-storey brown brick hotel. It was very high-end, and very clean. There was a toilet and sink. I found it really weird that there were large windows in a washroom. My first thought was that the windows were mirrored, so people couldn’t see in. Any which way, I wasn’t taking a chance, so I decided to sit on the toilet instead of standing. Have you ever tried to pee during a dream? Well, you can’t (most of the time).
All of a sudden, I hear a man asking me a question. Holy crap, there’s a man sitting to the right of me, on another toilet! He had brown hair, brown eyes, and was wearing what looked like a Star Trek uniform. I said to him in a stern voice, “How did you get in here, I locked the door!” He jumped to his feet (I’m glad his pants weren’t down), he apologized, and then he walked towards the door to leave. I looked at the door, and realized the lock mechanism was gone for some reason. Well, this kind of stuff only happens in dreams. I instantly became lucid, and the clarity was perfect. DILD (Dream Induced Lucid Dream). Actually the dream clarity was perfect, even before I became lucid. I then said to dream figure, “Wait, stay! I’m aware!” He stopped and looked at me slightly surprised. He turned again to leave, and in a pleading voice I said, “No, wait, please stay, I’m aware! I want to talk to you!” He turned around and faced me, and his eyes momentarily went dark, and then they returned to brown. I was careful not to say I’m dreaming, or lucid, because that seems to mess with dream figures. He then sat on the toilet with his right leg over his left. His right elbow was on his right knee, and his right hand was up by his chin. He had this perplexed look, and then he said, “Interesting, an epiphany!” Then he asked me if I knew what epiphany meant, and I replied, "No, but I can look that up." I instantly woke, Googled ‘Epiphany’, and then recorded the experience in my dream journal. I didn’t want to wait until the morning to do this, because I would have forgotten 'epiphany' by then, since I never use it.
Updated 12-01-2014 at 04:21 AM by 71173
#384 - DILD 6:37AM
This dream was probably inspired by watching "Gravity" and "Guardians Of The Galaxy" yesterday.
I am the captain of a starship. I have somehow acquired several other ships either by space battles or other means. I look at a computer readout showing several ship ordered by value. The one at the top is worth 8 something billion dollars, almost 9. There is some older woman who I think of as important. She is in need of a ship of her own and I am feeling generous. I decide to let her have her pick, but not the most valuable one. That one is mine. Shes comes back not liking any of the starships I offered her so I reluctantly offer the more valuable one. I haven't really got to check out this ship yet so I decide to go with her. I see that I have a spacesuit on with a helmet already. I notice that there is no face shield and I am able to put my hand inside the helmet. I decide there must be some sort of force field that will activate when I go out. I open the air lock and make a quick space walk to the other ship that is docked to my main ship. I use something like a large air tank to propel me forward but when I look down it is just a can of air duster. I feel embarrassed and quickly drop it. Unfortunately, I don't think to take in the view of space during this all of this.
I climb up a ladder and come to the main bridge. It looks very much like something from Star Trek but there are skeletal corpses standing around. I feel fear and disgust but I remember this is the effect of the weaponry I used against them. I haven't had a change to clean this up. I think I see one of the corpses moving but when I look I see that it was just my imagination. I make my way through some darkened corridors and feel I am being followed. I turn around and see that one of the corpses really is moving and right behind me. I say, "You're dead. You're not supposed to be following me." Then I quickly dismiss the whole thing as I turn a corner and open a door. There is a room full of people that are still alive and healthy. I am not sure how to handle this so I hit my communicator badge, "Dad.... I mean... err... Co.. Commander." It's really weird having my dad as my "Number One" officer. I tap again, "Commander, we still have people in here. I need assistance immediately." There is no reply but I feel like he got the message. I find a darkened room that I really need access to but I can't find any light switch. I tap my badge again, "I need power diverted to Engineering." This doesn't do anything for me. I feel a little panicky now, "Commander, come here please. I need help."
I am now somehow lucid and talking to a woman on an old Motorola RAZR flip as I walk around the living quarters of the ship. The exact conversation is a little hard to recall but she kept saying, "Tonight's the big night. Stick to the plan. Don't fuck it up." Her voice sounds like Scratch from "Were Alive". There is some other garbled word she says but I focus many on asking what the plan is. I can't get any answer from her other than her repeating the same things. After a long time I hear a click and the phone disconnects. I try pushing the send button as a redial function. There is one ring then silence. I do this several times then try *69. Someone picks up. I say, "Just tell me what the fuck you are talking about. What's the plan? What plan?" I have no idea why I am so hung up on this but I am completely obsessed with getting an answer. As I am on the phone I am paying close attention to the living quarters. Most of it looks like a large mobile home. I end up in some large complex bathroom. There is a section that has a toilet in the shower. I feel like something looks familiar but can't place it (my parents camper trailer). I leave this area and find my mom sitting at a dining table. I let the phone conversation go and decide to ask my mom, knowing that all DCs are connected as part of my subconscious. As I make my way to mom I feel a slight instability to the dream. I know this dream has gone on for quite some time and i wonder when I'll wake up.
I sit down across from here and ask her about the phone call; I forget my exact wording. She responds, "Austin to Houston then to a computer." I was listening really closely and want to make sure I understood her so I repeat it back. She smiles and nods with raised eyebrows like she had really said something great.
I chuckle and say, "That doesn't make any sense. You [My Subconscious] are all crazy assholes." After I say this I realize I am insulting the deepest parts of my psyche. My mom frown and almost looks evil. I lean forward and I large cardboard box appears between me and the edge of the table. It jams into my neck. There is a little pain but I feel like I am choking. I decide to give up on all of this now and try to think of actual goals as I stand up. I wake up.
DILD – Dream Induced Lucid Dream. In this dream I saw my mom walking towards me in smoky colored hallway. She was twice my height! This was so odd that I instantly became lucid. She looked right at me and said the name of my childhood friend. I said, “Mom, it’s me (not my friend)!” She then apologized and said that’s how she perceived me, when she saw me, in the dream. My mom then shrunk to normal size and looked like somebody else! I then tried to explain to mom that she now looked like somebody else, and that I now perceived her as somebody different. This woman looked at me totally confused, and then walked away. Anyway, if that sounded confusing, it certainly was.
A very pretty young woman, in her twenties, then walked past me. She had a ‘bob cut’, with bleach blonde hair, and dark eyebrows. I said, “How are you?” Then she turned left to face me, with her back to the smoke colored wall. She had the most brilliant yellow greenish eyes, full of life. I didn’t want to ‘let on’ that I was lucid, and I just wanted to interact with the dream figure. She smiled back at me and said, “Good, how are you?” I casually replied, “Good, what are you up to?” She said, “I’m going to have supper in the restaurant.” I had no idea where we were, so I asked, “Where are we?” She looked at me totally shocked and said, “What?” I asked her again, and she laughingly said, “Saint Pass!” I said “Saint Pass?” She said, “Yes, Saint Pass, South France.” I figured great, now that I have a location, I have to ask her what the restaurant is called. She replied, “I don’t know?” I said lets go outside and take a look. We headed for the door, and then I woke. As she walked in front of me, she was kind of dancing along. I couldn’t get back into the dream.
So, is Saint Pass, South France, a real place? I looked on google maps and couldn’t find it. My French sucks, so maybe I heard, or interpreted the name slightly wrong. I did immediately journal the dream upon waking, so I’m sure it’s fairly accurate. Is there somebody who speaks Francois here?
Updated 11-27-2014 at 02:44 AM by 71173