CanisLucidus

A little background: earlier today, Dreamer and I were having a conversation where she explained that since her LD rate has dipped a little in the last couple of months, she feels hesitant and less confident about giving advice to others than she once did. This inspired me to remind her how excellent her techniques are!

A few minutes before falling asleep for an afternoon nap today, I quickly used the goal memory and lucidity induction technique Dreamer employed for amazing lucid dreams like this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, and this. (Seriously, if you haven’t read these dreams of hers, they’re literally some of the best LD work I've ever seen!) Please don’t compare my very modest goals to these.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #258: Exemplar

I’m walking past a bus circle at night, and as I’m passing under an awning, I feel this strong desire to have a lucid dream, and lucidity begins immediately.

The doorway is either open air or nearly-transparent glass and now I’m standing in a high-ceilinged entranceway to a fancy house. A pair of staircases frame the room, one on the left and one on the right. A pair of women in their late 20s are standing in the middle of the room talking, each of them wearing these sort of Christmas-y looking sweaters.

“This is a lucid dream!” I announce both to them and to myself. They turn toward me, curious and interested.

I remember using Dreamer’s technique to tie the excitement of lucidity to another feeling: gratitude. (Gratitude because I know that if I’m lucid, it means that the technique worked!) Now I remember what my next step was. I turn behind me, addressing Dreamer. I don’t see her right away, but get this sense that she’s nearby. It doesn’t really matter whether she’s physically present in the dream, so I continue.

I say something along the lines of “[Dreamer], the fact that I’m here proves that you’re awesome.” I start to say something about how I’m here in a lucid dream thanks to her technique, but I’m losing the dream just a bit. I catch sight of a darkened room up ahead lit by a pair of tall, flickering candlesticks before the dream ends.

I got out the main point of what I was trying to say, but I’d intended to add something like: “Always remember how good you are at helping people. This lucid dream only exists thanks to your advice!”

This is the second of three lucid dreams from this morning.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #164: Mountain Bus Ride

I’m seated on a bus, taking a trip along a beautiful, winding mountain road. There’s a girl of maybe 12 or 13 seated a few rows in front of me and she looks straight back, giving me a look that says, What are you doing here? I realize that I’m dreaming.

I stand up, grabbing the back of one of the seats. I rub my hands over it and the dream responds by becoming more vivid and immersive. I look to my right and see an attractive woman in her late 20s with an out-of-control head of curly, wild red hair seemingly pouring in every direction. Was she in the seat next to me? I don’t remember her. I have the impulse to approach her and make out with her but manage to stay focused.

I walk out into the aisle and grasp the seats with both hands. I join all of the other passengers in looking out the left window, catching a view of a beautiful green valley dotted with trees. The sun is low but hasn’t quite set yet and the lighting looks amazing. I’m so taken with what I see that I decide to just stop and enjoy the view for a while.

After staring out the window for perhaps two minutes or so, I decide to advance along the bus a bit and think about what I want to do. As I move forward, the seats sort of close together, blocking my path. Now the aisle has moved to my left, so I try to move that way to catch it. But once I do, it seems to shift again. I start feeling frustrated by all this and move to crawl over the seats, but the dream ends.