Thread: Twoshadows' Dream Journal

I just remembered another lucid dream. It was actually the same night in Coyote Gulch, so I probably could have included it with the other LD from that night. But since I haven't posted here for a long time I think I will make this a whole new post so I can feel more active on DV.

LD:

Something (now forgotten) triggered lucidity. I flew around and then landed next to some people who had a plate piled up with cookies and cakes. I decided that this was my chance to be a total pig and eat it all. At first I felt slightly self conscious about the people next to me whose food I was now eating. But I reminded myself that they were not real--just as this food was not real, which was the reason for me eating it. I picked up huge cookies and pieces of cake and stuffed the whole thing into my mouth cramming in as much as I could. It was all fairly soft. As is typical the food's flavor was less strong than in real life, but I could still taste the sweetness, but it just helped encourage me to stuff even more in, in hopes of tasting it more. I also remember eating chocolate covered pretzels as well.I know I sound like a huge pig. And I know I do this fairly often in my LDs. But I guess, it is so much better to do this in the privacy of a dream than in real life.

Unfortunately the chocolate covered pretzels made me crave real ones and after we climbed out of the canyon and entered civilization again I bought a package of them. I had earned them, after all, by hiking with a 45 pounds pack for 6 days.

Dream:

I was hiking with Susan E and Marsha in Coyote Gulch. We see a side canyon and decide to explore it. We had been looking for old Indian Ruins. As we start up the canyon we suddenly see that there are signs of Native Americans. But instead of old ruins we find that we have stumbled upon living Anasazi Indians. I was uncertain whether we have transported back in time or if we had found a civilization that has been undiscovered by modern people until this very moment.

I pause. I don't want to disturb anyone. To continue on we would be walking right through the middle of their village. But Susan keeps walking past some of the dwellings and to an alcove in the side of the canyon. I cautiously follow and so does Marsha. Suddenly Susan starts singing. It is a haunting Native American type song. It is one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard.. Marsha then pulls out her Native American wooden flute and starts to play along. I then kneel and use my legs for a drum. The Anasazi people seem just as enthralled as I am with the beauty of the music.

The brief thought goes through my mind that I wish I were recording this.

I became lucid at some point in my dream and I started flying. I looked down and saw many small deep lakes in a very rock terrain. I flew down to one of the lakes and dunked myself in the water, then immediately flew back out. I flew to the next lake doing the same. After four or five lakes, I landed on the grass beside one of the lakes. I decided to practice a skill. The first thing that came to mind was to walk on my hands. SO I stood with my hands above my head and bent down into a handstand. On the first try I over did it and ended up rolling onto my back. I chided myself a little telling myself that I was in a dream now and that gravity didn't exist. So the next time I made a perfect hand stand. I then started walking all around the lake. I was surprised how fast I could walk on my hands...and how nice it was to not get tired.

I need to start doing better again at recording my dreams. I have now had so many dreams that are lost forever.

Last Night's Dream:

I had some potted plants that I had sitting in a casserole type pan with water in it. I decided to move the plants. I was about to dump out the rest of the water from the pan when I noticed a baby fish in the water. I looked closer and saw another fish. I suddenly realized that the pan was full of tiny fish. I decided to pick up the pan to take it to my pond and let the fish out. As I picked up the pan I had trouble holding it steady and ended up dumping a bunch of the water out. I saw little fish all over my rug. I very carefully tried to pick up each tiny fish. When I thought I had them all, I tired to move the pan again. And again I splashed out a whole bunch of water and fish. I had a styrofoam cup. I tried decided to put some of the water and fish in that cup, so the pan wouldn't be as full. I kept picking up fish off the floor, soon my cup was full of dozens of little fish of all different kinds.

This dream is from a couple of weeks ago. I have been writing down dreams on paper, but not getting them online.




Last night's dream is a good example of how my brain attempted to hand lucidity to me on a golden platter, yet I ignored it every time. I completely missed each and every dream sign.

So here is the dream.

I was sitting in a Japanese restaurant. I suddenly look up and see Tom DeLonge walk in with a couple of other guys. They go to the front and sit at the bar. This alone is a dream sign, since I have met Tom many times in dreams but not in real life. But instead of questioning my reality my mind starts thinking of ways I can go talk to Tom without coming across like an overly enthusiastic fan. I can't come up with anything. But I do notice the restroom was just beyond where he is sitting. So I get up and head to the bathroom hoping that something will happen. But I pass Tom, and there is no eye contact, and I didn't want to just tap him on his shoulder.

Once in the restroom I look in the mirror. To my horror, I see that I hadn't freshened up since my workout. My hair is still sweaty and I have no make up. Furthermore, there is some weird white powder all over my face and hair. This was a double dream sign. I often have strange reflections in dream mirrors. And I also often find myself looking terrible in dreams right when I want to meet someone on whom I want to make a good impression. But again, I miss it completely and just think about how thankful I was that I didn't get Tom's attention. I take a few minutes trying to look better, then go out and again pass Tom uneventfully.

Before anything else can happen, Tom and his friends leave. I also head out the back door and try to think of a way to meet them outside. I see a truck slowly passing with him in it. Since this is my last chance I decide to be bold and step out to the truck. It stops, and I look inside. The driver is a guy. Tom is seated next to him, and there are two girls on the other side of Tom. I said something like "So sorry to bother you guys, but I just wanted to say hi and shake hands with Tom. And I reach my hand in the truck. Tom is looking down and is motionless. But one of the girls grabs my hand and start to lick it. She says, "Mmmm...it's salty," Instead of thinking that this was too strange for reality, I just think, "Well, yeah, I was just working out. I guess it's sweaty." Then the other girl grabs my hand and licks it too. All the while Tom is sitting there seemingly passed out. And finally the dreams ends. And I missed all the chances I had to become lucid with Tom right there in front of me.

The other day I had a couple mini lucid dreams. I should probably call them "Micro Lucids" because they were super short, but in them I was able to accomplish one short task each.

These micro LDs occurred while I was trying to take a power nap. As I drifted off I found myself standing with a piece of paper in front of me that had writing on it.

So I picked up the paper and took a look. It said....*drumroll* ........"Replanting the file eon"

And I immediately woke up. What the heck does that mean? I wrote it down and decided to finish my power nap. Strangely, the same exact thing happened again. I'm standing there with another piece of paper. I hoped this message would be more meaningful. I looked closely and read the words, "Zero the charm" And I immediately woke up again and wrote the words down.

So I have to wonder why my brain came up with those weird random phrases. Hmmmm....

I found a paper by my bed. On it was a list of dreams that I had about a month ago. I had written down brief notes. Now if I had gotten them written up in my DJ here on the day that I had the dream I'm sure I would have remembered them. As I read through my notes I was a bit sad when I realized htat I really didn't remember much. A few sort of rang a bell and I remembered a slight image from that dream, but with no detail. Other dreams on the list could have been dreamed by a stranger-- they were that forgotten. This is a huge reminder to me why journaling is important. Immediate journaling. Dream memories fade way too fast.

But for fun I will list the notes here anyway.

Dreams:

1. Rappelling in hotel

2. Grandma's house/bathrooms/Christmas present/shirt from Elden/bows

3. Weird bathroom/naked/kids in backyard/medication

4. Looking for food with friend Marie/shop/clay bowl in class

5. Talking with ladies/Jan Y/bed/quilt

6. Lady/joke/dress-up

7. Ghost/cave

8. Cathy/letter

9. Camping in gravel parking lot with Angela/worried

10. Living room with Robert's kids

11. Huge Fish tank in living room/lots of plants and baby fish

12. Taking care of Mexican baby Malinda

13. Baby Daniel talking

14. Having a baby on the Rez/Paul B



Ooo....I really wish I remembered the ghost/cave dream. I wonder if it will come to me if I really think about it.

I just had one of those "Stupidest Ways You've Missed Lucidity" dreams. I always wake up frustrated after I have a dream where I am discussing lucid dreaming with someone and don't catch that I am dreaming.

Dream:

I am in my grandparents house with my mom and sister. I also see Marie walk by with her new Japanese friend. They are all dressed up. I am on what I think is the treadmill, but it seems to have a computer on it and I am reading from a lucid dreaming website. (I don't remember anything about it being Dreamviews specifically). I remember reading a post where someone is suggesting using a "mana bar" to help them with dream powers. I think about my World of Warcraft character, and how she uses a mana bar for her spells to work, and I think, "What a stupid idea!" In fact, I decide to rant to my mom and sister about just how stupid I think that idea is. I remember saying something like, "What...like I am supposed to make this mana bar over my head while I fly and stuff. And what happens if I run out of mana? Do I crash to the ground? That's just so dumb. I don't need mana to have my powers. I'll never run out. I just need to believe." And I think I went on a bit longer to my poor dream mom and sister.

Then I remember sitting down at the kitchen table and asking my sister to pout me a bowl of cereal. She poured cereal into my bowl and what came out of the box was just marshmallows and chocolate chips. I said, "Whoa, I can't eat this." And she started scooping it back into the box. I said, "Wait, you can leave a few chocolate chips."

And then my sister tells me about all these coupons she got from a cereal company by commenting on their website.

I dreamed that Tanya and I were in this store. There were these bins--like if you were going to get ice cream for cones. But instead they were filled with these different protein powders. You could choose a flavor and the person behind the counter would take it and either blend it into a protein shake or form it into a bar and microwave it. Tanya chose a flavor called "Coconut Berry" and got hers in bar form. I hadn't decided which one I would get.

I'm not sure now to describe this dream. It was very long and complex, but when I think about writing it down, I can't think of how to explain, so it may be pretty short.

Dream:

I was in a sort of "time loop". It was like for years I had been doing the same thing. I had been going to the school and being with my sister who is a teacher and with Mrs L. I had a tradition of doing a storytelling presentation. Every time it was the same, because every time in the "time loop" the day started exactly the same. But then suddenly I was there and about to do my presentation and realized that something had happened, and everything was different. I remember going into Mrs. L's office and we were both feeling nervous about what was happening.

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Wow, that was a terrible way to describe what felt like an epic dream.

I had two recent dreams that were almost lucid. Or maybe semi lucid. They were early on in the night so my memory about them is not as vivid. I remember acting like I was lucid but there was no 'Aha...I'm dreaming!" moment. Maybe I will write them up as lucid, but with the explanation here that I'm not entirely sure. I do know that I wasn't lucid enough to decide to do whatever I wanted. I pretty much went along with the existing dream.

Dream 1:

I was out in the snow with Jeff. I somehow knew that things weren't real (not sure if I knew I was dreaming or I had control over things). But I suddenly knew that the coldness of the snow wouldn't affect me. I took off my clothes and rolled around in the snow and made snow angels and enjoyed the feeling of the non-cold snow on my skin.

Dream 2:

I don't remember the beginning. At some point I knew I had control and could fly (again, not sure if I was completely lucid or not). I was with this guy. I don't remember who he was but we were supposed to be doing something together and he was not happy with me running off. I ran to this tall wall and started climbing it. It was several stories high. When I got to the top I stood there and just let myself fall backwards. When I hit the ground I got up and proceeded to climb the wall again and do the same thing. It seemed that the guy and other people were watching me in disbelief. I found that exciting and wanted to keep doing it.

I just had my longest lucid dream in months. I had it during a little power nap. It was slightly unstable, and I knew my time was limited. But I made it last a lot longer than I thought I would be able to.

Dream:

This actually took place in my current house. That never happens. I think this is the first nonWILD that I started at my house. I was standing in my hallway. There were two little girls in the bathroom. The door was open and I saw them come out. I noticed that one of the little girls was Maggie Robb. At first it made total sense that she and her friend were there. But then I told her that I had recently seen one of her pictures on the internet, and what a cute picture it was. But then I started questioning why Mags was in my house. As I looked closer at her I could see that her skin was much darker than in real life and her hair was dark and wavy. At that moment I knew I was dreaming. I was excited. I ran to the computer room. But I could tell the dream was unstable and felt myself wake up.

I found myself sitting at the computer feeling sad that my dream hadn't lasted. I got on and started to look up something. But I had a lot of trouble getting the computer to work. And I also had this funny dizzy feeling like I was sideways even thought I was sitting up.

I suddenly had another suspicion that I may still be dreaming--that I had just had a false awakening. I ran out the back door. I was on a back deck that didn't really look like the real thing (but I didn't notice that). I jumped up on the railing. I had this thought that I should be careful, in case I was really awake. But I could tell I was lighter, so I just jumped right off the edge and started flying across the backyard. The first thing that came to mind was to either find Tom DeLonge or to find a radio so I could listen to Angels and Airwaves on. Both were on my to-do list. But I could tell I wasn't fully stable and that my time was limited. I didn't think I had the energy to summon anyone. I decided to look for a radio, but after a few moments of looking decided to abandon that quest as well. I decided to fly up higher. I could see low fog around the city with the early morning sum trying to shine through in places. I flew up and over the neightborhood.

I finally found a backyard that was full of people. I flew lower and decided I would find someone to interact with. This part is somewhat fuzzy. But I seem to remember finding someone and wanting to fly with them and had trouble keeping them up. I think they complained, because I remember explaining that this was the way I always carried people with me when I would fly. If holding their hand wasn't enough, I would get behind them and hold them under their arms.

The next thing I remember is looking for someone to kiss, but no one looked like the right person. I ended up going inside someone's house and seeing stuff for making pizza on the counter. I remember grabbing a handful of shredded cheese and pepperoni and stuffing them in my mouth.

And at that point I woke up.

I'm behind again. I do have a couple pages of notes by my bed that I need to get printed up. But today I will start with last night's dreams.

Dream 1:

I don't remember how this started. I know that the point where I start remembering was well into the dream.

I looked out the back door into a backyard. There were several dogs out there, but one was meaner looking. And, of course, that was the one that charged me. I was able to knock it to the floor and step on its neck and hold it still so it couldn't attack me. At some point the dog turned into my friend Robert. I told him not to change into the dog again and attack me because I would step on his neck again.


Dream 2:

I was standing outside and heard somthing in the sky. I looked up and saw a flying white truck. It was only a few hundred feet up. I could tell that the engine was having trouble. I could see the guy inside trying to fix the problem. Then to my horror, I saw the truck burst into a small explosion start to crash land. It was close to so many houses. But the driver was still alive and able to crash into the street missing the houses. It skidded up into the driveway of the house on the corner. At that moment dozens of people came running out of their houses to see if they could help the driver.

I looked over and saw Jeff, I said, "Hurry--you're an EMT!" I then realized that it wasn't the Jeff I thought. This was a different Jeff. This one had darker skin and I knew he was a medical doctor. I corrected myself and said something like "You can help him. You're a doctor!"

And that's all I remember.

Well I was awake in the night and decided to try to WILD. I laid there and counted and told myself I would lucid dream. I got to the point where you start getting the little snippets of dream voices. I had been thinking about Tom DeLonge's interview before I started the WILD, so at some point at the latter end of my counting when I am feeling like I am transitioning I start hearing Tom's voice. I can't understand what he is saying. He was just chattering along as if to someone in the next room. I have the brief thought that his voice was like the chattering he told about in his interview. The other thought was "Cool, maybe this means Tom will be here when I fully enter my lucid dream."

I also remember seeing little ripples of light move across my vision from left to right like little waves lapping the shore.

But, unfortunately, that was the end. I didn't stay conscious enough to enter my dream in a lucid state. And I faded away to non-lucid dreams.

But it wasn't a complete waste of time. It had been a while since I had attempted to WILD, and I can say that I successfully made it to the hypnogogia stage. I really need to do this more often.



Quote from Tom's interview:

I woke up right around three a.m. My whole body felt like it had static electricity, and I open my eyes and the fire is still going, and there's a conversation going on outside the tent. It sounded like there were about 20 people there, talking. And instantly my mind goes, OK, they're at our campsite, they're not here to hurt us, they're talking about shit, but I can't make out what they're saying. But they're working on something. Then I close my eyes and wake up, and the fire is out and I have about three hours of lost time.


I get everyone up first thing in the morning and go, "Did anybody hear all the chatter last night? I couldn't move my body, I was stuck there. I couldn't hear anything." And one of the guys I was with goes, "Yes! They were all around our tent, they were talking. I told you!" And the other guy slept right through it. He had no idea what we were talking about. [laughs] It sounded like English, but you couldn't make out any words. You knew you weren't threatened, you couldn't move your body, but you were very aware of the conversation going on for a period of time.


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I dreamed I was laying on the ground in my yard, when I looked up and saw a javelina right next to me. I tried to get up and found that I was caught on something and couldn't move. I held really still because the javelina looked quite intimidating. In fact, the more I looked at it the more it started looking like those huge prehistoric pigs with the long snouts and huge teeth.

I had a great lucid dream this morning. I had awakened at 3:30 and was having trouble going back to sleep. I thought about trying to do a WILD, and I even starting counting and relaxing, but after a while it seemed obvious that I wasn't tired enough. The last time I looked at the clock was 6:30, and I felt myself start to drift off to sleep (this is one of the few mornings I can sleep in like this).

Dream:

I found myself looking into a mirror. I wasn't happy with what I was seeing. My stomach was all deformed and hanging really weird (it looked a lot like the stomachs of people who have lost huge amounts of weight and the skin just flops and hangs). I was trying to figure out what could have happened for my stomach to look like this. Then suddenly it hits me. The mirror. I always look different in dream mirrors. I must be dreaming.

Yes! I was finally lucid dreaming again.

I already knew what I wanted to do. So much to do...

The first thing I decided to do was to practice being Poet Anderson. I found that I was upstairs in a house that was supposed to be mine, but in retrospect, I am totally unfamiliar with it. It has never been in my dreams before. I ran out of the bedroom and saw Jeff who was just coming in. I shouted out, "Can't talk now...I'm dreaming!" I leapt down the staircase without touching a single step, and out the front door.

I was Poet Anderson. I ran until I came to a high retaining wall and flew over it and down to the street below. I jumped up again and landed one knee, pulling my gun. I totally had this. I was feeling one with Poet.

Then, the unthinkable happened. I felt myself wake up. I couldn't believe the dream was over when it had barely just begun.

I found myself talking to Daniel. I was telling him about my lucid dream. I lamented with him because he had told me how in recent lucid dreams he had been having he had been walking up too soon as well....only to find out later that it was only a false awakening. I had told him (in a recent real life conversation) that he just needed to get into the habit of always doing a reality check each time he thought he woke up.

Somewhere in the middle of this conversation with him. I realized that there was a good chance that I had just had a FA. And as soon as I thought that I knew I was still dreaming. I was excited and told Daniel that we were lucid dreaming. I said, "Let's do finger lasers." There was a poster on the wall, and we pointed our fingers at the posters. I expected to see a laser light come out of my finger. But I didn't see anything. I concentrated harder. I felt like I could hear a faint hum. I looked again at the poster we were pointing at. I could see little lines starting to burn across the paper. I felt satisfied. Even though I could never see the laser, I knew we had been able to create them because I could see the damage they were doing.

At this point I remembered I wasn't done being Poet. I ran outside again and practiced leaping about and drawing my gun. I noticed at one point that I didn't actually have a gun. But I figured it was okay. I would work on that detail later. Right now I wanted to be comfortable with the moves. I also tired to practice making myself transform, like he does in the film, when the Night Terror comes and the black wraps around his body. I couldn't quite get that right. The best I could do was turn my arms a black color. I wasn't too worried about that either. There was time for special effects later. Right now I wanted to make sure I was fast and agile.

After doing this for some time, I decided that my dream was going to last long enough to do a Task of the Month. I thought I would start with the easiest one--walk into a random house and sescribe what was inside.

I now found myself next to some apartments. I saw a door near me on the ground floor. For a second I felt a little timid. But I told myself that it was just a dream and that it didn't matter. So I turned the doorknob and boldly walked through the door. I found myself in a small living room. There were several couches that were full of people....several older Navajo women and quite a few children. One of the ladies saw me and good naturedly joked how surprised I must be about walking into a house full of brown children. But I decided to act like it was no mistake at all. I smiled and , "Hi, how are all of you doing.?" And I smiled down at one of the children that was standing near me and asked her a question. I was able to put everyone at ease. We talked a few minutes. I don't remember details of the conversation. But by the time I left, we all felt happy.

I then found myself in what looked like an alley. There were more doors in a building next to me. I decided to do this again. This time as I opened the door I found myself in an old motel room. in front of me sitting on the edge of a bed was woman who looked to be in her 60s and was either Navajo or Mexican. She was smoking something. I tried to talk to her, but I soon saw that she was totally out of it. She never made eye contact or responded to me in any way. She looked quite messed up. I also noticed that there was some kind of white plastic thing in one of her nostrils.

I kind of got the creeps just being with her, and I knew that we wouldn't be having any sort of conversation, so I left.

This time I saw that I was walking through storage units. I kept walking and found myself in what looked like an outdoor mall. I suddenly remembered that I wanted to find a radio so I could listen to new Angels and Airwaves music. There was junk laying about everywhere, but I couldn't find a radio. I could see people walking around, so I shouted, "Will somebody please turn on a radio!"

And at that I heard a radio go on. But I was just hearing voices. I figured that after the talking they would play a song. I walked on.

I then found myself inside of a very large sports store. There were bikes hanging from the ceiling. The ceiling was 3-4 stories high, so there were a lot of bikes hanging. I jumped up and hung from one of the lower bikes. While I was hanging I looked over and saw this black guy who looked to be in his late 20's. He looked at me with a little smile and said, "Let me show you how this is done." and he jumped up and grabbed a bike and then proceeded to start climbing the bikes. I got quite excited at this little challenge. I knew he had no idea who I was, and that I was going to beat him miserably. Haha...this was going to be great. I then pulled myself up with ease to the next bike. I looked over and he was slowly but quite steadily moving his way up. I was impressed. SO I picked up my pace. I started moving up the bikes so fast that I was barely gripping them. I was mostly just gliding my way up. The ceiling, I noticed was higher and there was further to climb than I had originally thought. I continued to climb. I then looked over and the guy had almost been able to keep up with me. I was only a little faster. Finally I got to the top and grinned at the guy just below me. Now I was going to show him who I was. At that, I let go and jumped all the way down (at least 5 stories). I landed confidently and took off running out of the store.

I remembered that I hadn't heard the radio. I saw that I was still in what looked like a cluttered outdoor mall. I still couldn't find a radio. So I shouted, "Does anyone here have a radio with them?"

I suddenly saw Emily, she was pulling a small radio out of her pocket. I said, "Yes, Emily!" And promptly woke up. And this time I really was awake.

It was 7:03.

A WBTB with a DILD.

I went to bed fairly early (between 10 and 10:30). I slept until 5:00. I remembered that I had wanted to do a WBTB. I wondered if I had waited too long and had gotten too much sleep. But I decided to try anyway. I thought about doing a WILD, but I really felt that if I got to sleep I would have a DILD. And since getting back to sleep was the big issue, I felt trying to fall asleep naturally would be faster than trying to WILD.

Dream:

I was at what was supposed to be Disneyland with my mom, sister and Becky. We rode this indoor roller coaster that had these really big hills. I remember it felt so good going down the hills. Then I remember Becky needed to leave. So we all left "Disneyland". As soon as we walked out the gates we could see that it had snowed. The surrounding hills were covered in a light layer of snow. The area looked a lot more like Sedona than Anaheim--but I didn't catch that.

I pulled out my camera and started taking pictures of the beautiful snow. At one point I tripped and landed on the sidewalk on my stomach and started sliding. I didn't care. With my camera still out I took pictures from the ground as I slid across the icy walk.

We finally got to a house that we had rented for out trip. The sun had set and it was getting dark. I took a picture of my mom and sister as they walked up the steps to the house. I wondered if the lighting was too low. I wondered if the picture was going to be blurry. I switched my camera to playback mode to check the pictures. The first one to show up was one of my mom and sister standing in the sunlight. That meant that none of the pictures I had taken that evening of the snow had taken at all. I had a second of disappointment before the thought occurred to me that I might be dreaming. Often when I think that I automatically start floating. This time I felt extremely heavy. Still, I felt that there was a good chance I was dreaming. I was NOT going to take a chance and ignore my most common dream sign.

I was carrying a very heavy purse. I felt that if I set it down I might be light enough to float. But I noticed that there were lots of people surrounding me. Even though I was now about 95% sure I was dreaming I couldn't feel right about just setting my purse down and leaving it. So I tossed it up on the balcony above me. I then grabbed the post and pulled myself up. I knew that I was able to get up to the balcony easier than I would have if it was real life. So now I was quite sure I was dreaming. I looked over at the snow covered hills. Even though it was pretty dark, the glow of the snow lit up the hills. I wanted to fly over to them.

I looked off the edge of the balcony. The hill sloped steeply down. I still hadn't flown in this dream. I wasn't sure why I was still feeling so heavy. But I figured I would give it a try anyway. If worse came to worse and I wasn't able to fly, I figured I would gently fall to the hillside below. So I ran to the edge of the balcony and jumped off. As I jumped up I was able to catch the wind and felt myself being carried upward. That was a huge relief to go up instead of down.

I started flying to the hills and finally started thinking about what I wanted to do in this LD. The Mirror! I wanted to do the Mirror Portal Task of the Month. Oh. That meant I really needed to go back to the house and find a mirror.

So I turned around and started flying back. I flew frustratingly slow. But finally got back to the balcony and walked in the door to the second floor. Inside, I found myself in a large room. On the far wall I was an orange and white couch that had a very large mirror leaning up against it. The mirror was on its side, covering a good part of the couch. It was about 3.5 feet high and about 6 feet long the way it sat. I knew that I wasn't going to be able to run or walk in the mirror. But I wasn't planning on doing it that way this time. I had had too many failures with running at mirrors. This time I had planned to gently push my way through.

I started with my finger. I pressed the first finger of my right hand into the glass. At first all I felt was resistance. But then I could feel it give way and start to push through. This was going to take way too long. So I just decided to push my face through. That way I would be able to get a good look at what was on the other side before my body came all the way through. So I put my forehead up to the glass. It was cool to the touch. I pushed and felt it give way--like a layer of ice melts as you press something hot against it. Slowly I felt my face come out the other side. I looked around anxiously. It was a bit dark. But then things started to focus. I could see something orange....and white. Oh....no....

I had just come out on the other side of the mirror and now had my face up against the couch on the other side.

Before I could do anything else. I heard a loud door open and close, which startled me. I pulled my head out of the mirror (it left a nice, neat oval hole). A guy, maybe Jeff, had come though and asked if we had seen a drunk guy that had been wandering the area, that he might have come in the house. I said no. But before I could try the mirror again, I fully woke up.

I had another lucid dream last night. I'm super happy about that. I seem to be back on a roll again.

I woke up at 3:00. At first I thought my alarm had awoken me and that it was actually 5:00. I was mentally preparing myself to get up, when I glanced down at the clock and was pleasantly surprised to see that I actually had time for a WBTB.

I really felt my awareness was really good these days, so I was fairly sure that I didn't need to do a WILD to get a lucid dream. I was sure that something would trigger lucidity once in a dream.

Dream:

I was involved in doing something in this very large building. I recall isn't very good for the beginning of this dream. At some point I needed to use the restroom. I left the group of people I was with and found a restroom. I walked in. It was a huge room with a very high vaulted ceiling. Very fancy. I entered the first stall. Someone had gone poop and hadn't flushed it. How gross. I moved on to another stall. Same thing. It seemed strange to me that this beautiful very clean looking restroom was full of unflushed toilets. Things like that happened all the time in my dreams. Hmmm....this was a dream sign for me. What if this were a dream? It felt pretty real. Yet, I knew I was doing so well lately at catching my dream signs. I needed to at least do a reality check. I decided to try to float.

Well, what do ya know. I was suddenly flying up to the high vaulted ceiling. Nice. Another lucid dream.

I flew out of the bathroom and found myself in a courtyard full of people. I decided to find someone to fly with. I landed next to a guy. He looked to be in his mid to late 30's. He was nice looking with sandy blond hair that had some curl and either green or hazel eyes. He looked like an outdoorsy kind of guy with tan skin that was a little rough and some brow wrinkles. I asked him if he would fly with m,e and he said he would love to.

But before we could take off I felt the dream fade. I was mad. This was way to short for a LD.

I laid in bed for a second, not sure if I was really awake of if this was just a false awakening. I then willed myself back in the dream.

The next thing I knew I was back in the courtyard. Yes. I did it.

I looked around and couldn't find the guy I had been with. I was a little disappointed. But another guy caught my eye. He was tall with dark hair that was styled strangely, coming to a point in the front on one side. He looked to be in his mid to late 20's and was a bit over weight. He was wearing a cape and I figured he was into sci fi or Dungeons and Dragons or something like that. I asked him to fly with me. But he said something like, "If you think you can get a guy like me in the air, you must be crazy." I wasn't sure if he meant that he really didn't want to fly or if he didn't think I was capable to getting him in the air.

But before I could find out I woke up.....for real.

No LDs last night. Just stressful dreams.

In one I was asked by a lady I didn't know to do the decorations at her daughter's wedding. I had no info on exactly what was wanted. Not sure of the date or colors, etc etc.

In another I was with a guy who was stealing materials from this site. I was with him, but I didn't want anything to do with stealing. I was just wanting to disappear.

In another dream I was somehow back at this wonderful park of my childhood (in retrospect, it wasn't a real memory). I remember standing there looking over everything and feeling such strong overwhelming nostalgia. But then these teenage boys came and chased me off.

In another I was going up the stairs to what was supposed to be my college dorm, but the stairs were messed up and I would have to jump across this really big gap....or fall three stories. To make it worse I was feeling kind of dizzy and was carrying a bunch of stuff. I think a cute guy might have come and helped me. But I don't remember much of that part.

In another my friend and I were listening to a song from a favorite childhood band that had reunited. There were 3 of the original 5 members, and they were all old now. They had changed the band's name to something with the word "Order" in it. This dream seemed relevant somehow.

Another LD last night. So thankful to be past my dry spell. One thing I found interesting about this LD is that I stayed in the story. Usually once I become lucid I go off and start a new adventure. But this one has me kind of sucked in. And that made it a little fin and different.

Dream:

I was visiting my friend Jim. We had been out of touch for a while, so it felt nice to get to see him, and I was able to see his house for the first time. He was showing me around. It was a fairly small house. But then at one point I wandered away from him and suddenly found this spiral staircase that went up to a second story that was quite nice. What made it even more exciting was that there was a second level backyard as well. I climbed up and looked out into the yard. It had a ground cover of dichondra and was beautiful. Jim saw me looking and smiled like I had discovered one of his secrets.

Then we were in his lower backyard which was larger. He had planted several varieties of pumpkins. The vines all had many large pumpkins growing on them. Some were the traditional orange color. But there were others that were yellow and a beautiful dark purple color, which I had never seen before. As is typical, I pulled out my camera to take a few pictures. At one point I went back to check on the pictures I had taken. I can't remember exactly what is was, but there was a problem with the camera. At that moment I became instantly lucid.

I started flying straight up into the sky. I went slowly and could see down below. I saw Jim watching me leave. Part of me felt bad. I knew this was a dream, but I still felt connected to him, like he was real. And I felt he was sad watching me just go. But I knew I had to go on to do other things, so I tried to not notice him anymore.

I suddenly was having a little trouble with my flying. I felt all awkward. Then, for a moment, I saw myself in a 3rd person view. I was trying to fly "swimming style", but my stokes were uneven. I wasn't making much distance. So I flew back down to an alley next to Jim's yard. I tired to think of a Task of the Month that I hadn't done yet. I kicked myself a little for not thinking about them before I went to bed. My mind was blank. Then a thought occurred to me. I think one of the Tasks had to do with taking an object and destroying it with fire. I looked around for something to pick up. There were some pieces of metal laying around. I was about to pick one up, when I suddenly saw Jim come running toward me. I knew I shouldn't have left him behind. But at least he found me. I told him I was trying to do a task and destroy something.

I then said, "Watch this." I held out my hand and focused on it a bit. Suddenly I saw a small glowing white spark form at the end of my first finger. I concentrated a little harder and soon a shower of white sparks sprayed out from my finger. I showed off a bit by moving my finger all around in the air, like a little kid holding a sparkler on the 4th of July.

Then I grinned at him and sprayed the sparks on his cheek. I asked, "What do you think?". He grinned back but said, "Oww". I said, "No, that couldn't hurt." Then I said, "Check this out."

And I held out my hand so he could see it better. My whole hand was glowing a hot red, and around each fingernail there was a hot white glow. I felt a little heat, but nothing painful. At this point I concentrated and sparks flew out of each finger. I spun around spraying sparks everywhere.

Then suddenly there was a transition and we were back inside his house. I wanted to ask him a few questions about his life. Part of me thought, "Don't be silly. This is a dream. His answers will be your answers." But at the same time another part of me thought, "Yeah this is a dream--I will have much better insight."

So I sat down on the couch with him and asked what had happened with him and his wife. I knew they were no longer together, but I hadn't heard what happened. He told me that it had been really good at first, but that he had done something that he had regretted and lost her because of it. I then asked him what his plans for the future were. He then smiled at me and said, "First I'm going to do this. " And he leaned in and started kissing me. He then pulled back and asked it that was alright. I smiled and said, "No." But then I leaned in and kissed him back. Then I said, "Yes". And we continued kissing until I woke up.

I had a mini nightmare last night. I don't have nightmares very often. And when I do they are often sort of similar.

In the dream I had gone outside from what was supposed to be my house. I heard my cat meowing. It sounded like she was in distress. The sound came from the roof. I looked up-- and suddenly this huge chimpanzee leans over the edge of the roof and looks right at me.

I was so startled and freaked out that I tried to scream, but all I could do is breathe heavy. I also wanted to run, but I was frozen in place. The terror lasted about 15-20 seconds before I woke up.


I have had other dreams very similar to this. Often it is a bigfoot that comes out of the woods and stares at me. I'm always frozen with terror and trying to scream but all I can manage to do is just breathe hard.

I had a dream which was sort of lucid. I was aware of some things, but I was still really connected to the dream's story line and didn't even think to abandon it and complete my goals.


Teleportation and Time Travel

I was driving through an unfamiliar big city (dream sign). I came up on a big hill and started to go down. I realized that I couldn't reach the brake. I also realized that I wasn't even in the drivers seat. What was I doing driving a car from the passengers side (another dream sign!)?? The car was picking up speed. I would soon reach the bottom of the hill and crash if I couldn't get to the brake. I stretched my leg. My foot kept getting caught on things in the way. Finally when all seemed lost, my foot touched the brake pedal, and I was able to apply pressure until I stopped.

I decided that I really didn't want to be driving here in this big city. I needed to go back home. But then I looked over and saw that I was about a block or two from the ocean. Suddenly Tanya was with me. I said, "Let's go walk on the beach for a few minutes before going back, shall we?"

I made a left turn to try to find a place to park, and we were suddenly on foot. We walked past all these cool looking restaurants. I wanted to go in one, but decided to do that on the way back. We continued to walk. I noticed we were both pushing baby strollers. I think it was little Charles in mine. Not sure who the other baby was.

As we got closer to the beach the shops were further apart, less fancy and looked a lot more run down. A guy came out of one as we approached. He held up some things he was selling. It reminded me of being in a foreign country. I told him I wasn't interested in buying anything. Suddenly he pulled the strollers (and us) into his shack and handcuffed the strollers to a pole. I was feeling quite afraid. I don't know why I didn't think to scream for help. But then I realized something. I'm lucid, I thought. (I wasn't lucid enough to create a whole new dream scene, but I was lucid enough to know I had power over the situation). I told Tanya to grab my hand and close her eyes, and I would get us out of there.

I pulled us all close and closed my eyes and transported us back to the busy shop area. Not only did I do that, but I had transported us back in time by a couple hours--so the bad guy wouldn't come after us.

It was such a feeling of accomplishment. I knew I had never done anything quite like that in my dreams before.

I think I lost lucidity after that. I remember meeting up with Jacob and looking at things in one of the shops.

5-26-15


I had three lucid dreams last night...actually this morning before waking. All short. I will write details later. Did an unintentional WBTB.

Basically I was lost in an unfamiliar big city at night. I was on foot. My phone was having issues and I couldn't make calls or pull up a map. Finally a lady came by and I was telling her my problems. Suddenly everything I was telling her was obvious. Those were common dream signs. I was dreaming. I immediately took off flying. I rubbed my hands together. I was wearing blue crocheted gloves...which I immediately took off. I also noticed how my teeth felt against my tongue, something that I have never noticed before in a LD. I flew, noticing things and taking off clothing until I woke up.

But then went back to sleep and had two more.

I had a moment of lucidity this morning. I did a WBTB and then got to sleep in.

I found myself walking through an underground cave system. I was with Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. We had gone back 50 years in time so he could fight this guy and hopefully receive information that would really help us in our very complicated situation.

At some point I thought "Hmm. What are the chances that I am actually hiking in a cave right now? This is a seriously cool place. There is probably more of a chance that I'm dreaming right now than in this cave." I had really mixed feelings about it. I wanted to have a lucid dream. But I didn't want to abandon this epic quest I was on.

I concentrated and started to float. Yep. Dream.

But my next thought was that this ability would come in super handy for the fight Spike and I were about to face.

In the end I lost lucidity while keeping my flying ability. The story line of this dream was too good to let go.


Earlier in the night I had another cool dream where I found a golden ring with the power to make me invisible. I also could fly. Everyone was chasing me. I had a hard time getting away even with flight and invisibility. Too many low ceilings. At some point in the dream I turned into a hobbit. I remember someone grabbing my hairy feet and knowing that was going to give away my identity. At some point Gandalf was in the dream too and the story in became complex.

I had another dream where I was whale watching on this small boat and there were whales and dolphins all aound us very close. I was always just a little too slow with my camera to get a good picture.

It's great to be able to sleep in sometimes. My dreams are always so much better when I do.