 Originally Posted by Malfunction
Thanks guys.
Jakob, about how much lucid dreams did you average a week with all these RCs? I know this is completely differs from one person to another, but I want to have an idea of what to expect.
Well, if you count only "nights", then it would be on average 4 nights per week. But sometimes there were 3 or 4 different lucid dreams during the night, so yeah, the number was extraordinarily high. Then again, I was really obsessed with lucid dreaming at the time (many years ago), doing everything I could to be lucid. I really did all of those RCs, about 20 different ones everytime a certain activity was involved. I even had a sheet of paper on the wall in my room, with "RC NOW" written on it, to remind me to do a RC whenever I enter my room. I also recorded every single dream by hand in my dream journal, and then the dreamsigns below it. This brings me back to one of my most memorable "beginner" lucid dreams. Here it is:
It is morning, I am in my room getting dressed, getting ready for school. I have to be at the bus stop at around 07:30 AM. As I am getting dressed, I take a look at my digital cable box/receiver, to see what time it is -- it reads 07:15. "Damn, I have to hurry!", I think to myself. A few moments later I look at it again: 07:05. "Wtf!?" I feel confused, but the confusion is slightly turning into very positive excitement, as I look at the box again, expecting the numbers to change drastically once again. I look at it - 07:18. I am already completely lucid and filled with joy and excitement, but I do it once again for fun -- 07:32.
I smile, take a deep breath, and start rubbing my hands together. I take a look around, everything is perfectly real. I go to the living room to see if my parents are there. Yes, they are there. I tell my dad "Hey, this is a dream, I am sleeping right now, do you believe me?" He smiles and says "I don't know, are you sure?" I tell him "Yeah, 100%. This is a dream, I just verified it on my cable box, the numbers kept changing like crazy." He tells me "Wow that's nice."
After this short conversation I decide to go outside, to see what it is like. I go down the stairs, laughing to myself at the whole thing, just the feeling of being in another world yet at the same time lying in bed makes me happy. This was also one of my first "very" lucid dreams. I come down the stairs, but somehow I am not able to open the door. I think to myself I'll just walk through it, so I close my eyes, focus, and walk through it. Now I'm outside in front of the house. I am completely in awe with the vividness of the environment, especially the color of the leaves on trees. The "green" color is breathtaking. It it also slightly raining, and somewhat windy. I am breathing in the wind and finding it unbelievable that it can feel that real.
I take a couple of steps forward, and stand in the middle of the street. I spread my arms out, take a deep breath, and jump in the air attempting to fly. As I take off from the ground, and start moving forward through the air, I feel a very strong gust of wind on my face, and breathe it in, then start breathing faster and faster. The feeling is indescribable. Then I start flapping my arms like a bird, and a few seconds later I wake up.
This is a short, yet one of my most memorable lucid dreams. It was maybe the third or fourth lucid dream I ever had, and one of my best "beginner" LDs.
So yeah... dream journaling like crazy, reality testing like crazy, and of course, getting quality sleep. Get those three things right, and you'll be a lucid dreamer.
Best wishes,
Jakob
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