How I became lucid and encountered my dream guide (First expiriance, interpretations welcome.)
It started about two weeks ago...my first lucid dream. It began the same way most dreams of mine do...non-lucid and in a place that I have never been, not making much sense. My boyfriend and I were with our typical pack of friends, at the lake, as usual. But this particular beach was not the usual place. I had never been here. Shortly after arrival we began to argue because of something he did. As everyone else was leaving, and as I was about to get into the car, he drove away. I was horrified and heart-broken. Home was two hours away.
But then something clicked. I suddenly knew that everything that had happened was completely out of his character. He would never leave me. I realized that he was sleeping inches away from me. And just like that, I had a low level of lucidity.
A small group of girls had noticed me chasing the car, and came to me. One in particular stood out, the only one I really saw. Only slightly older, blonde, blue-eyed, tall, and bubbly. There was something about her; I quickly forgot my boyfriend as I tried to remember where I had seen this face before.
She wiped the tear from my face. "You need a ride home". I remember riding shotgun in her Jetta. She suggested I tag along, they were going downtown when they got back to the city. I agreed to go; downtown Reno is famous for making problems disappear. Ironically, before it was known as the "Biggest Little City" it was "Where Dreams Come Alive". Hmmm.
Anyways. As we were walking down the strip I finally asked her, "Where do i know you from?" She smiled at me, but this was a sad smile. She said, "We met before everything..." Embarassed about my apparant stupidity, I shut up. I wanted to know her name, but was afraid to look even more stupid. So i didnt ask. I wish I had.
We entered the Grand Sierra Resort. Her friends trailed behind as she guided me downwards through three theatres, calm and composed, indifferent to the things surrounding us that I found horrifying.
{I wont post details, but after reading this later, (I had written all this down, my first ever documented dream) I would realise that the people in the audiance and what was on the screen were subconcious, serious problems that I had buried deep. I had made some terrible judgements and decisions, and I now conciously knew this.}
We appeared at the exit, heading towards the Atlantis. I awoke.
Before becoming lucid, the settings in my dreams were always places I didnt recognize. Things almost never made sense. And I never knew where I was going before I got there. I noticed no details, like what kind of car I was in, or the people and things around me. Until shortly after documenting my dream, I didn't know what 'spirit guides' were, or that 'dreaming awake' had a name. But after trying to find an interpretation, I found these within my research, which ultimately lead me here. It's quite satisfying to know that this is a real thing, and that I am now on the road to mastering it. Since this dream, I have had two more low level lucids. Suddenly real life is more surreal, I'm looking at everything much more closely than before; seei'ng things I would usually overlook. This has changed my life.
