LAJ

It was brief. False awakening - woke up in my old loft and it looked different. Did reality check and then flew out the window. I didn't have much control. Conjured sort of. Wanted my dream guide or subconscious and was unsuccessful. Asked the sky to show me something spectacular - nothing. Show me something funny - nothing. Oh well, I flew around and wound up in a warehouse and wanted to take off my clothes. There were people there but they couldn't see me and I lost lucidity.

False Awakening in my bedroom - I noticed this deep blue wall paper with a small print. It was beautiful, but not really in my bedroom so I did reality checks and realized I was still dreaming. I immediately fly through the windows and it was daylight outside. I looked over to the left I saw the Hollywood Bowl, but I didn't really want to explore that. Tried to conjure Jules. Walked into a bar and characters said he was at a place called Barstool (I forget the address). On my way over there I hop in a new corvette with Jimmy Fallon. I asked him if anyone has ever told him that he looks like Damone in Fast Times. We're driving around but never find Jules. Woke up. False awakening, reality check and fly out the windows. I appear to be flying over my grandfather's house and there were some runners coming across the swinging bridge. One was my subconscious but he wasn't cooperative and wouldn't answer my questions. Wonder why? Next time I'm going to try for a massage.

Somewhere up Strange Creek - an open field with a house in the corner where the woods start, next to a creek. I have my 3 cats there and I'm with Stacy (old roommate). I'm not sure what is going on, but there are storms outside and I'm worried that the cats will knock water into the space heaters. I think I'm baby sitting someone's kids. I decide I want to go to my grandparents' house. So I pick up Wellie and start walking out into the field. Wind is blowing and it is getting dark fast, so I run back to the house, still holding Wellie. I decide to try again so off we go. I see a twister on the horizon, and that triggers me to do the hand test. I can only do one hand because I'm carrying Wellie with the other one. I turn lucid and I start to fly all the while never letting go of Wellie. The field turns into a kind of a cityscape - looks like hollywood and highland. I'm asking people for J and suddenly standing in front of me. Hugs and kisses on the cheeks. Then there is an unknown woman on my lap. J gives me another kiss on the cheek and says "it's real." Felt real.

Don't remember much before turning lucid though I think there were 2 attempts. It had to do with getting in an air plane - somehow turned lucid. Had a seat to myself by the window. Looked out and there was a large plane crossing under us and it looked like a great white shark. That scared me, so I turned back from the window. I was lucid so I decided to go to the North Pole and see if I could create some kind of Santa Land. Somewhat successful. There was snow and a bunch of wilderness and the pine trees were decorated. Occasionally there would be a flying elf, but I think they turned out to be just balloons. I never saw Santa, but I ended up in a cabin in the wilderness with my family (aunts, uncles, etc). Not bad.

Woke up for something and was expecting a phone call so got my phone and placed it on my nightstand. Asleep, dreaming that there are sheets of scalloped paneling waving back and forth in my room. I'm in bed and I look at my DH and ask if I am dreaming. He said no. But I did the hand test and I was confirmed. Started to fly out of the room and then the phone rang and woke me up. Went back to sleep and woke up lucid again. There was no real trigger I just did the hand test and was then lucid. Flew through the night sky. Conjured my subconscious. It took many forms this time. While trying to find myself (sub) there were trains and plains and I was in a hurry. I needed to ask something about my cat's eye. On the surface I can't stop worrying, but I want to know how I really feel, subconsciously. Several dream figures were giving me the run around and I started to get frantic because I could feel myself starting to wake. Out of nowhere, a woman in her 70's or 80's came right up to me and and said he is very ZEN and is healing and will be fine. She then mentioned my other 2 cats and mentioned a third, named Aspen. What does that mean - I don't have a cat named Aspen. Then I had a conversation with another dream character about how wild it is to be able to speak with your subconscious. I'm creating the entire conversation, but I am only directing one side of the conversation, as I have no idea what the subconscious will say in return. Wild!

napping on the couch listening to sports TV. A series of false awakenings - many. Reality checks by holding my nose. There was an extra closet door in my living room - I opened it and there was a long, white hallway with a vending machine and washer/dryer at the end of the hall. Some gnats flew in my house and gathered on the living room wall. I went to get a fly swat. On my way, I did a reality check and could fly through the roof. Tried my usual tricks - conjuring, talking to subconscious, and had no success or control at all. I find the false awakenings sort of nightmarish.

Brief lucidity. At a warehouse with friends - Shane from high school. Something seemed off (can't remember what) did reality check with hands and realized I was dreaming. Started pushing my body through walls. Conjure JC - took forever, but eventually worked - sort of. Concert - guest list - more high school friends. Lost lucidity, but the dream continued.

Kept having dreams with lots of clues that I was dreaming - back in school, living in a dorm, etc. The dorm was like a giant basement/loft with 4 showers. Roommates were old school mates. Jeremy was working very hard to organize the place. It was an amazing place. I would awake and wonder why I couldn't recognize the dream clues. Got up for a little bit, fed cats, and went back to bed with intention. As soon as I hit the dream world I did a reality check (looked at my hands) and bingo! Dreaming! Flying in the night sky and felt so free. The moon kept getting larger so I wanted to slow down and come back down to earth. I'm still afraid of the moon. I start to conjure JC. I land in an old theatre and one of the tech guys says he is out by the purple loading dock. I run down the stairs toward the loading dock and there he is standing in a doorway. He smiles and walks over to me. He looks 10 years younger. We hug and I just look at him. He comes to help with setting up the basement/loft/dorm. Then I think there was a wedding of some sort - no one I know of.

I've gotten good at getting JC to show up (took about a year). I need to come up with some intentions once he gets here (and stick to them).

Very Brief lucidity triggered by big cats. I flew away and lost lucidity. Oh well.

Lucid. Kept waking up in frustration of not being lucid. Finally I went lucid. I was at an Estate Sale with my mother. It was in a camper that somehow transforms into a VW beetle. Anyway, there wasn't much worth taking. Maybe a couple of vinyl records, but they had scratches. Then I see someone I know running away - wearing a different jacket than he was wearing 2 minutes before - so that triggered lucidity. Immediately I took flight and then had a close call with a helicopter. Back to ground. Ask for J. Don't see him anywhere. Suddenly I noticed 2 guys wrestling around on the ground and there he was. He looked up and laughed and said hello. Got up gave me a hug and we had some fun. There were moments where a flash would happen and for a moment he would look differently. Made me nervous but he was close enough.

Lucid. Found a kitten in my basement. I asked it how he got in our house. Said that the door was left unlocked a few nights ago. The kitten then turned into a boy and that triggered lucidity. Usually when I turn lucid, I have tasks I want to do (conjure someone or talk to my subconscious) but this time I just wanted to see where the dream would take me, so I just went with it. He was a boy, but I still regarded him as a kitten and wanted to show him something fun, so we went flying. He kept turning older. We flew through an unknown urban neighborhood and was looking for a place to stop. I tried to "draw" a house in existence but that didn't work. We found one and it was dark and dirty. I found a mirror and kept willing my reflection to change on command - that was fun. I then saw myself aging - from now to 30 years in future. It looked incredibly accurate. The boy/kitten ended up rejecting me. Somehow I get the sense that maybe it is representative of desires that I don't allow myself, while my life is slipping away.

Stressed about a triginomotry class when I havne't been to class. Couldn't finish the exam because I started with lengthy essays. Feel as if I will not graduate with a passing grade. Somehow went lucid and got the heck outta there. Flew through the window and was flying up in a larger room doing somersaults in the air. While flying I decided to conjure my subconscious. When I land from flying there was a girl sitting at a desk. I know she is my subconscious but she doesn't want to admit it and she didn't want to talk to me.

That is the first time I've had my subconscious be uncooperative . Frustrating. It usually works wonderfully - they take the shape of a random person and answer any questions about myself. Pretty amazing stuff. Though one time I made out with my subconscious.

This one was short and not too memorable. Frustrating really.