Tygar

Date: 3/18/17 (Sat 6:48 am)
Dream Title: (LD #69) My wife booked a hooker party??? (**Lucid**)
Dream: I’m standing outside on a street in front of a house that I know it mine in the dream, but it is not in reality. It is up on a small hill. It is painted white and has two stories. It looks run down but I can’t make out the details because it is night, but the moon must be out because it is relatively brightly lit for night time. There are several Asian children with me playing. The yard of the house is a mess and looks like it hasn’t been tended too for quite a while. I am not cold and there are leaves on the trees so it must be summer. I go up the front stairs, which are made of old stone work. I enter the house through the front door. I come into a narrow room with a TV to my left, which is on because it is the only light source in this dimly lit room, but it is facing away from me. My wife and her youngest sister are there and both wearing long silk robes with flower designs on them (Japanese style robes). There is a man with them. He is short (maybe 5’5”), darker skin (Italian), his hair is slicked back and he has 3 days of dark beard stubble, he has on a bright red satin zip up Jacket (I just watched an episode of “That 70’s show where Hyde wore a similar jacket) and black jeans. I know he is a pimp and I suddenly remember that this is a sex party my wife had planned. I am feeling very apprehensive about having sex with prostitutes. I sit down on the floor with my back against the wall and notice I too am wearing a silk robe, which is way too tight in the chest and arms. The man, my wife and her sister pay no attention to me. Two women walk in through the front door. Both are Asian, both are wearing pink silk robes with red flower patterns, both have their long dark hair up in a bun with a single chopstick holding them in place, both have on a single gold chain around their necks, and both are wearing dark eye liner and dark red lipstick to accentuate their facial features. The first woman is taller than the second (maybe 5’4”) and she walks over to the pimp, my wife, and her sister. The second woman is tiny (maybe 4’11”) and she comes towards me. She knees down right in front of me and smiles. I feel very uncomfortable with this situation. I know that if I do anything sexual with this woman, even if my wife agreed to it initially, it will end my marriage in the long run. I pay no attention to what is happening with my wife. The prostitute with me leans forward, reaches out and takes hold of the opening of my robe (one side in each hand) and begins to pull it open. Her robe falls open and I can clearly see her small but perfectly formed breasts. I am most certainly aroused, but I put my hands on the floor and push myself to my feet. The robe I’m wearing is uncomfortably small and tight on me. I say "I'm sorry, but I just can’t.” to the woman kneeling on the floor who then frowns at me. She looks like she’s feeling rejected. I quickly turn away from her towards where my wife was, but she is gone. I move to the set of stairs which leads to the second floor and go up them quickly. The stairs lead to a hall with several doors. The Asian kids, who were outside, are all standing in the hall and laughing quietly. One of them, a boy wearing a blue Yankees cap, a white tee shirt, and blue jeans, turns to me and laughs (I assume because of my too tight robe). I push past the kids to a door at the end of the hall where the pimp is standing. I walk up to him and say, “Is my wife in there?” He says, “Of Course!” I can hear the sounds of women moaning in sexual ecstasy and I know the other prostitute is servicing both my wife and her sister. I am very angry and confused as to why my wife would arrange this situation. Suddenly, I remember to question my reality when I’m feeling negative emotions. I clearly remember lying in bed repeating …”I’m dreaming! I’m dreaming!...., just a short time ago. I’m Lucid! I am very excited! I turn to a door to my right, grab the door knob and think “This door leads outside!” I open it and walk out onto the street in front of the house. There are many trees and it is dark, and only lit by the bright half-moon above. I look up and can see it clearly through the (now bare, like it is late fall) tree branches. I can also see enormous amounts of stars (like I’m looking at picture taken with the Hubble telescope). I stare in amazement for a few seconds just breathing in the cool fall air. I decide to fly. I levitate off the ground but the stupid robe I’m wearing gets caught up in the tree branches. I drift back to the ground but I’m still entangled. I try to remove the robe but it is too tight to pull it off my arms. I’m trapped. I tell myself to stay calm and remember that I can close my eyes and spin to change my location. I close my eyes and prepare myself mentally for a potential false awakening. I start spinning and can feel the robe tearing apart and falling off my body and the branches disappearing. I open my eyes and I am standing in the middle of a different street. There are no trees around me, just open field to my right and left. In front of me the street goes about a 100 yards before going through a small tunnel which runs through a small hill with train tracks on the top of the hill. It is still night, and is fairly well lit with a red glow. I look up and I am in awe! I see 4 red half-moons in the sky of various sizes. One of them is enormous and I can clearly see so many craters. The millions of stars are also red and I can see bands of them that make up the outer edge of the galaxy. It is breath takingly beautiful! I will myself to levitate upward and decide to try to fly to the largest moon. The dream fades and I wake up. (6:48 am)

Date: 3/17/17 (Fri – Day off from work) (6:26 am)
Dream Title: (LD #68) Getting Sued Makes Me Lucid (**Lucid**)
Dream: I woke up at 4:45 am from a previous dream. I took a few notes and tried to remember as much as possible, which wasn’t much. Then I rolled over, got comfortable and repeated “I’m Dreaming!” (Basically I did MILD) in my head many times. At some point I dozed off. I’m with my wife in a place that looks like a book store in a mall, but I know I’m at work. We are standing at a counter and I can see book shelves loaded with books, tables with small gift items, and glass display cases with other gift items all around. There is a tall, heavy set, balding man with black hair, wearing a maroon apron over a white short-sleeve collar shirt standing at the register in front of us. Jen begins speaking, “You know that kid who had his neck broken during the wrestling match last week?” I know exactly what she is talking about. This kid was at a wrestling match with my daughter’s high school and is now paralyzed from the neck down due to something that happened during the match. I reply, “Yeah, that’s horrible.” She responds, “His parents now have a class action law suit against everyone involved, including us!” I am shocked! I say, “What!?! How can they sue us? We hand nothing to do with this!!!” She replies, “We go to the same church as they do!” This makes no sense to me! I am angry, annoyed and confused. Suddenly I’m aware that there are many people in this room staring at us because of the conversation. I take my wife’s hand and lead her to the set of glass doors to exit the building. We walk through the doors and are outside the building where I work. It is an amazingly beautiful summer day. It feels like it is in the mid 70’s, low humidity, bright and sunny (but I don’t actually see the sun), and I can smell the scent of fresh cut grass. There is grass in front of the building and we turn left and walk along this strip of grass which is between the building and a low light colored stone wall. I can see the mirrored glass windows of the building to my left as we walk. I say to my wife, “This makes no sense! How can they possibly sue us!?! We have absolutely no liability for this accident even if they go to our church!” Suddenly I step into a swampy area and begin sinking up to my knees in water amongst the grass. I’m even more annoyed and confused. “This is going to ruin my nice dress shoes”, I think to myself. I turn to my right, grab the top of the stone wall, and begin to pull myself out of the water. Suddenly I remember to question reality whenever I have negative emotions, and I am very annoyed at the moment. I think “Am I dreaming?” and I can remember being back in bed saying “I’m dreaming” just a little while ago. I am lucid without a physical RC!! I see the wide expanse of cloudless sky above me and I know exactly what I want to do….FLY! I levitate myself up out of the water and keep going until I am about 100 feet off the ground. I glance around and can see lush green tree covered hills all the way to the horizon, with buildings and houses among the trees. I jet off, superman style, in the direction I’m facing. I feel AMAZING!! I am so incredibly happy to be lucid!! I am overjoyed to be flying again!! I can feel the warm wind against my face and my cloths moving against my body as the wind blows through them. I see a large group of tall pine trees in the distance. I dive down low as I get closer to them and then at the last minute cut upward so I zoom up over the tops of the trees, just missing them. I am exhilarated! I climb up higher and see a tiny yellow biplane in the distance. I push my hands forward to accelerate and head right for it. It seems to be flying in large circular pattern. I close the gap in a matter of seconds and can see the plane and pilot in detail. The pilot is dress just as I would assume he would be, “leather helmet, goggles, a white scarf (blowing out behind him), and a leather jacket. He waves to me as I fly by and I wave back, smiling from ear to ear. I zoom forward again and begin to dip low to the ground (about 50 feet off the ground). I am flying over a clear field of lush green grass. I see a large colonial style house ahead among some tall pine trees. I decide to explore that house. I fly up and gracefully land and jog up to the side of the left house. I start walking around to the front and pass a window where I see an older woman (70’s) sitting at the kitchen table. She is very thin and has a care worn face. Her short hair is jet black and she is wearing a long sleeve black sweater. I turn the corner onto a driveway heading for the front door, when the dream fades and I wake up. (6:26 am)

Date: 3/16/17 (Thu – Day off from work) (6:48 am)
Dream Title: That guy is too tall (*Brief Lucidity*)
Dream: I find myself sitting at a long rectangular table, like one you would find in a school cafeteria. Reenie is sitting across from me and Ann is sitting to my right (I currently work with both of these women). I’m in a large room that resembles a school cafeteria. I know I’m at work, but this room looks nothing like the cafeteria at my work. The walls are painted white and I can see the lines of the cinderblocks under the paint. There are many tall windows which let in dim light. There is a DVD on the table to my left. I know Reenie brought it to work today to loan it to me. I have no idea what movie it is but she insists I need to watch it. I look to my left and there are many large wooden crates. Reenie says, “Can you believe how many customers are returning their gear?” I realize the area to my left is a loading dock. The creates contain product my company sells. Ann gets up and walks away to my right. I get up and say to Reenie, “I’m going back to my office.” She smiles at me as I walk away. I walk across the room (light blue tiled floor) to a glass door and pull it open. I enter a small glass enclosure between 2 sets of doors which lead from the cafeteria to a long hallway. Ann is standing in the enclosure looking through the glass wall to my right, back into the cafeteria/loading dock. I look at her for a moment because I notice she has changed her hair. It is now short and bleached very blonde (almost white), but it looks terribly dry and frizzy. She is wearing a white long sleeve button down blouse. She says, “Look at that.” I turn my head and see several men, in dark blue jumpsuits, enter the loading dock area from a door on the left wall of the room. One of the men has extremely long legs and stands at least 8 feet tall. This seems strange to me. I assume he is wearing stilts, like the ones ceiling painters wear, under his jumpsuit, but I can see he is wearing black sneakers. I dismiss my confusion, turn to my left and walk through the second set of glass doors. Ann follows me. I am in a long hallway that looks like a hallway from my old high school. Ann is now walking beside me to my left. She begins talking about all the returns we have been receiving recently, but I am not paying attention. I notice everything feels strange. I think to myself, “Where am I?” (just like I do in real life). Then I immediately think about doing a reality check, but Ann is right next to me and I don’t want to look weird by obviously looking at my hand. But things just feel a bit too strange to ignore. I stop walking and raise my right hand up in front of my face. I have trouble focusing on my fingers. They keep fading in and out. I try to count them and get to 7 all of them are fading in and out. I am lucid!...the dream fades and I wake up. DAMN!! (6:48 am)

Date: 2/28/17 (Tue – Normal work day) (4:53 am)
Dream Title: (LD #67) Hill sprint on a trail (*Brief Lucidity*)
Dream: I woke up from a dream and made the mistake of thinking it was almost time to get up for work without looking at the clock. So, I lay there for a few minutes trying to recall the dream. Then I looked at the clock to find it was only 3:38 am. Then I had a lot of trouble falling back to sleep but at some point I did. I believe I remember this entire dream, which is unusual as rarely remember the start of any dream. I am standing in darkness. Then a dim orang light begins to appear around me. Next the scene comes into focus and I am standing in my driveway, but the house (to my right) looks more like my parent’s old house. It is still dark outside and I realize it is early morning (around 5 am is my assumption). I further realize that the dim orange light must be coming from the street lights (although I don’t see any). I am now wearing my athletic shorts, a t-shirt, and my running shoes. I know I am getting ready to do some hill sprints (This is something I do in real life, weather permitting. There is a great 100 yard hill on my street to the left of the end of my driveway). I walk to the end of my driveway and there is no street, just a rough dirt path. I can see lots of bare scrub brush and trees all around, like I’m out in the woods. The path goes to the left and then up a short hill. I walk to the bottom of the hill and then start to sprint. I’m watching the ground closely as to not step into any holes or trip on any tree roots. I run to the top of the hill and stop. I do not feel winded at all, I am breathing normally. It is as if I haven’t exerted myself at all. I’m confused, and look at my right hand. It is fairly dark where I am so I can’t make out much detail of my hand but I can see my fingers, so I count them and stop at 6. I am lucid! I just stand there for a moment thinking back to before I appeared in my driveway. I clearly remember being in bed and trying to fall back to sleep. I decide to just explore. I walk back down the hill, along the path looking around me. I can see the amazing detail of the ground and the brush around me, however it is dark and I find myself feeling annoyed by this…yet I don’t do anything about it. I get to the bottom of the hill and decide to go over to my neighbor’s house to see what’s inside, but the dream fades and I wake up.

Date: 2/9/17 (Thu – Normal work day) (4:48 am)
Dream Title: Cat Race (**Once Second of Lucidity**)
Dream: I’m not counting this one as a full LD because I was only lucid for about one second. I woke up from a dream, but didn’t look at the clock. I would guess it was close to 4 am. I then said my mantra twice, said “Reality Check” six times and went back to sleep. I had what I believe was a fairly long dream. I remember pieces. I am at my wife’s house where she lived from 8 years old until her early 20’s. We are in the back yard and it is a gorgeous summer day. We are visiting her parents (although I never remember seeing them). At some point I am changing clothes on the back porch. Then my nephew Erik is with us, and the back yard has become a huge amusement park. Erik is sitting on a round cement pedestal and my wife is standing next to it. He is very excited that I am going to the park with him because he knows I will go on all the scary rides with him, and his parents won’t. Later, I remember being in a new car with my wife. It is a standard and she is teaching me how to drive it. I take hold of a handle to my right which should be the emergency break and lift it up. The car rolls forward slowly and bumps into the front of a parked car which was a few feet in front of my car. There is an elderly couple sitting in the car, the man is behind the steering wheel and he looks very upset. I get out of my car, walk around the back and over to his driver side door. The window is rolled down. I can clearly see there is no damage to either of our cars. I explain to him that I am just learning to drive a standard and I am very sorry, and that there is no damage. He smiles. I’m now in what I know is my house, but it isn’t a house I recognize. I am looking though a sliding glass door (just like the one in my own house). However, the view isn’t of my back yard. I am seeing the view from the front of my eye doctor’s building (which is located in a residential neighborhood). I see 2 cats sitting on the lawn across the street. Then I notice my cat is standing at my feet. I bend down and pick him up so he can see the cats. When I stand back up there are now 4 cats. Then to the right of this group of cats, about 20 feet away, are 2 large very fluffy orange and black cats. Suddenly they rise up on their back legs and begin running like Olympic sprinters. At that second I know beyond a doubt that I am dreaming without a RC, and I immediately wakeup. I do a RC to ensure I am awake which I am.

Date: 2/10/17 (Fri – Day off from work) (5:30 am)
Dream Title: (LD #66) Kiss a woman in the principal’s office (**Lucid**)
Dream: Wow! I’m on a roll with Lucid Dreaming! I woke up from a dream, looked at my clock (4:58 am), I have the day off so I smile and close my eyes to go back to sleep. I say my mantra in my head a few times and doze off. I find myself in a car with 2 other guys. I am talking to them about opening their own business (a restaurant). They are paying me because I’m a consultant. I am very confident with myself. We pull into the parking lot of my daughter’s school (although it looked nothing like my daughter’s actual school). We go into the building as I continue to talk to them (I am on auto-pilot and so focused on talking I’m barely paying attention to anything else) about the importance of selecting the right location, with the right population of middle aged couples, and creating the right experience for “date night.” We are walking down a hall with a lot of people (students and teachers) all around, but I am focused on my conversation with these 2 men. I come to a window on the wall with a hole cut into it so I can talk to the older, short, heavy set woman (short curly white hair, thick tan framed glasses, no makeup) who is sitting at a desk on the other side. I know she is the principal’s secretary. I don’t say anything to her. She must have pushed some button because I heard a buzzing noise and immediately went to the door to my left and opened it (she unlocked it with a button). We walk in. I’m still talking to the men. We are in waiting room with many chairs, filled with people, and a light beige couch which is open. We move to the couch. The 2 men sit on the right side of the couch and I sit to their left. A woman walks up to me on my left. I turn and look at her. She is about 5 foot 5 inches tall. She is probably in her mid 50’s with dark shoulder length curly hair. She has a pretty face and a fit body. She is wearing a very nice dark red lipstick which accentuates her lips. She is has on black slacks, a black suit jacket over a silky black shirt with a pink flower design on it. I look into her brown eyes and smile. I find her attractive. She asks me, “May I sit here?” she motions with her right hand to the now open cushion to my left (when I first sat there was no more room, but the couch grew while I wasn’t paying attention). I respond, “Of course.” She sits down and I turn back to the 2 men. She then asks, “Would you mind if I put my feet up?” I turn to her. The couch has grown again, and now there is enough room for her to sit with her back against the arm of couch and place her feet on my lap. I smile at her again and replay, “Of course. Please make yourself comfortable.” She leans back on the arm of couch and gently places her feet on my lap. She has on shiny black flats and black nylons. I feel suddenly very comfortable with this woman, like we are lovers. I bring my hands up, remove her shoes and toss them on the floor. I begin to rub her feet. Suddenly, I see my hands and think of reality checking. I don’t bother counting my fingers I know that I am dreaming. I’m Lucid! Suddenly, there is no one in the room but this woman and me and everything looks more vivid than it did moments before. I shift my body and slide closer to her face. I am now kneeling on her right side (again the couch has grown to make room, it is more like a bed now). I am kneeling next to her looking deeply into her dark brown eyes. I gently place my right hand on the left side of her face. I lean down and kiss her deeply and gently, savoring the feel of her soft lips against mine. Waves of sexual energy are washing over me and it feels absolutely amazing. I pull way for a moment, and gaze into her eyes again. She says, in a seductive whisper, “I didn’t know that this was going to be such a good day” and smiles at me. She move her hands to the back of my neck and pulls me back to her and I kiss her deeply again. This feels so amazing. I caress my tongue over her soft lips and feel her tongue against mine. Suddenly I am startled awake by my wife’s cell phone ringing loudly. My heart is racing. It was my daughter’s school, a recorded message that there is a 2 hour delay because of the snow storm we had yesterday. I do a reality check and I’m awake. I try to go back to sleep, but no luck.

Date: 2/7/17 (Tue – Normal work day) (5:13 am)
Dream Title: (LD #65) Peeking in the window at Ex’s (**Lucid**)
Dream: I woke up at 4:23 am from a dream which I recalled briefly at the time but do not remember now. I decided I wasn’t going to get up at 4:55 am as I usually do, so I reset my alarm to 5:30 am. I rolled over, stated my mantra “While dreaming I always remember to reality check” (which I did repeatedly before I initially fell asleep last night), and then repeated “reality check” six times. I dozed off shortly after. My wife and I pull up in front of a small house which I don’t recognize in real life, but I know is my in-laws’ house in my dream. I notice that the house I used to live in with my ex-wife (for 7 years, and then she continued to liver there for another 14 years) is right next door. This all seems normal to me. We walk up to my wife’s parents’ door and walk right in. The house if very small. We go through a small kitchen area and to the bedroom. My in-laws are in bed and the bed takes up most of the room. My wife goes in the room and sits on the edge of the bed. I stay in the kitchen/living room area. They begin to talk. I know my wife is telling them about my current struggle with my religious faith (this is something that is happening in real life) and I know her parents are very upset with me. I don’t want to be here anymore, I just want to get out. I decide to go outside. I kneel down and tie the laces on my white Nike high top sneakers (I haven’t had these shoes since I was a freshman in high school (33 years ago). I finish, stand up and walk out the front door. Suddenly I realize something is strange and look at my left hand. My fingers are just tiny nubs. I am lucid! I quickly decide that I just want to go see how the inside of my ex’s old house looks. I begin to walk across the grass, which is covered in dried leaves (it must be autumn). The house looks abandoned and it in horrible condition. The white paint (it is sided in real life) is peeling everywhere; the front porch railings are rotted and the green painted floor is worn to bare wood in most places. I walk up the steps to the front door and look in the thin window next to the door. It is dimly lit inside but I can see that it looks similar to how it looked when I lived there. There is a couch across from the door with a coffee table in front of it. There is a man lying on the couch. He is dressed from boots to hat in camo fatigue cloths (boots, pants, coat, and hat). He has his right arm draped over his face, so I don’t know who he is. I walk off of the porch and head to the back of the house. I’m kicking the dried leaves as I go. I plan to look in the back window in to the dining room area, but as I get around the back I see that the yard is a complete mess. The grass is waist high and there is scrub brush everywhere. Though the brush I can see a white “three decker” apartment building in the next lot, which isn’t there in reality. The dream fades and I wake up. It is 5:13 am.

Date: 1/31/2017 (Tue – Normal Work Day) (4:28 am)
Dream Title: (LD #64) Kissed a girl in the club house (**Lucid**)
Dream: (Note: I am no longer keeping a dream journal for non-lucid dreams due to my insomnia issues.) I woke up from a dream at 3:26 am. I don’t remember the dream and did not record it. As I was going back to sleep I thought to myself, and really believed it, I will do a reality check in my next dream. That was all I did and went back to sleep. I am playing golf with some guys from work (I only vaguely remember this part of the dream – Also, I do NOT play golf in real life.) I find myself walking back to the clubhouse. I am pulling my black with white trim golf bag behind me, which is on wheels and has a handle at the top which I’m holding with my right hand. I am holding my score card and tiny pencil in my left hand. I am following a path through some brush and I can see the clubhouse ahead. It is up on a small but steep hill and is surrounded by many very large oak trees. It has a set of steps, made from railroad ties, leading up to a door. The building is a small one story building with brown clapboards and white trimmed windows. The roof is also brown. I leave my golf bag at the bottom of the steps and then climb them to the door. It is a light wooden screen door, also painted brown. I squeaks loudly when I open it, and slams shut after I walk through and let go. I’m in a room with several small tables and chairs (where people can eat). Across this small room is a counter with an old time (not electric) cash register. The only person in the room is a young woman (18 -21 years old) who is behind the counter. I know I have to pay her for my round of golf. I walk up to the counter. The young woman is very attractive. She has short brown hair and dark brown eyes. She has pale, but perfect unblemished skin. Her face is slim as well as her nose. She has a slim yet athletic build and is probably about 5 foot 5 inches tall. She is wearing a tight royal blue t-shirt and tight blue jeans which show off her figure. She smiles at me and holds eye contact. I can tell from her body language and facial expression that she finds me very attractive as well. I speak with her like I know her, but I can’t remember exactly what I said. She asks me for payment. I put my score card and pencil on the counter and pull my wallet from my back pocket (I don’t carry a wallet in real life). I look inside my wallet and there is no money. I am embarrassed. I tell her I will be right back. She smiles back at me. I leave the room through the screen door and start down the steps. I am heading for my car where I have some money. Suddenly, something makes me turn around. I know the girl wants me to kiss her and I just walked away, like an idiot. I go back up the stairs, open the screen door and go back into the room. I walk up to the counter but the scene has changed. Now there is a grill behind the counter and the counter has many small stools which are bolted to the floor (like a diner). The girl has her back to me, is wearing an apron over her t-shirt and jeans, and is standing at a grill cooking something (But I don’t notice smelling anything). I take out my wallet again and open it. Inside is a small lemon filled pastry (my favorite), in real life I don’t eat sugary junk food (this is a habit which obviously carries over into my dream world). I walk over to a trash bin and remove the pastry and throw it away, but when I look back in my wallet there are more of them. I remove more, but every time I throw one away there are more in the wallet. Suddenly, I realize this is impossible. I look at my right hand intending to count my fingers for a reality check, and I only have 3 fingers (thumb, index finger and pinky). I am lucid! (I forget to stabilize the dream) I toss the wallet in the trash bin and head back to the counter. There are now 2 men waiting to be served at the counter (both in their 40’s or 50’s. One with dark hair the other with graying blonde hair. Both are shorter than me.) I push past them and lift the section of the counter which is on hinges and allows entry to the cooking area. The young woman has her back to me and is still cooking with a metal spatula in her right hand. I come up behind her, gently place my right hand on her right shoulder and turn her to face me. I look at her face and she is strikingly beautiful. I look deeply into her dark brown eyes and she smiles at me seductively. I lean in and kiss her deeply. My entire body is swept with sexual energy which feels absolutely amazing. The dream fades quickly and I wake up.

Date: 1/20/2017 (Fri – Day off from work) (4:19 am)
Dream Title: (LD #63) Christmas at a white house (**Lucid**)
Dream: I’m at a Christmas party at a big old Victorian style house. There are many people in the house who I know in my dream but not in real life. I’m on the first floor of the house, in the living room. There is old furniture in the room and it is dimly lit. Suddenly a young boy (4-5 years old) runs by me. He is carrying a branch of a pine tree which has Christmas lights wrapped around it, and about 6 feet of the string of lights is hanging off the branch and dragging behind him. I follow him because I am worried he may hurt himself. He runs to the stairs which lead up the second floor, and goes up. I follow him to make sure he doesn’t tip on the string of lights and fall down the stairs. At the top of the stairs is a large room with many people (mostly older women) sitting at tables wrapping presents or working on some other Christmas crafts. I realize the boy is safe with them and go back down the stairs to the first floor. At the bottom of the stairs the front door is right in front of me. I decide to go outside. I open the door and walk out onto a porch that is the length of the front of the house. I walk to the short set of steps to the front lawn and walk down. It isn’t cold out. It feels more like spring than winter. I start to walk along the front of the house but I’m forced to stop because I begin to sink ankle deep into the grass, which is leaving large holes in the lawn. I realize that someone had filled in a ditch in front of the house with mulch and then put a layer of sod on top of it. I am extremely annoyed by the fact that someone did a really poor job on the landscaping. I see an old man who is dragging a big, obviously very heavy, box toward a pile of boxes near an area of scrub trees (this is a man I see at work in real life, but I don’t know him). I decide to help him and begin walking toward him. Suddenly I realize something isn’t right. I suspect I’m dreaming. I look at my left hand and count 9 fingers. I’m lucid. I feel so happy. I completely forget to stabilize my dream. I immediately decided to fly. I float up into the air about 200 feet and look around. I can see many hills covered in trees with expose rocky ledges of grey, white, and red granite. Among the trees I can see power lines, a cellular tower, and buildings. I jet off, superman style, toward some of the buildings. I feel amazing. I can feel that wind blowing against my face and hair. It is exhilarating. In the distance I see a large traditional Japanese style building and decide to check it out. Suddenly I can “feel” that my eyes are close (my real body) but I can still see. This draws my attention back to my real body and I wake up.

Date: 1/2/2017 (Mon – Day off from work) (8:02 am)
Dream Title: (LD #62) Too Many Layers (**Lucid**)
Dream: I’m in a house that has aspects of both my childhood house (Lesley Ave), and the house I lived in when I was in from 5th to 9th grade (Spruce Rd). I’m in the den. I know this is where I’m sleeping because I am just visiting for a family event. I know my brother is visiting too. This house is extremely cold and I have many layers of clothing on, including: a winter hat, snow boots, snow pants, a heavy coat with a blue bathrobe over it, and a long yellow scarf wrapped around my neck and lower face several times (I feel like Randy from the movie “A Christmas Story”). I decide to check on my daughter. I walk from the den into the kitchen. I noticed every wall is covered in framed pictures (I don’t bother to look at any of them) and every open space on the counters and table are covered in knick-knacks, it reminds me of an antique shop. I find this strange. I continue to walk down the hall (the walls of which are covered in framed pictures from floor to ceiling) to get to the bedroom where my daughter is sleeping. The door is open and I look inside. She is in bed under many covers and wearing a red winter hat. I also see that my brother is in the bed with her (also wearing a winter had, but it is blue). I realize there were not enough bedrooms for everyone, but I am extremely annoyed with this situation. My wife should be sharing the bed with her not my brother. I walk back down the hall to the kitchen with the intent of finding my wife so she can switch places with my brother. Suddenly I realize something is strange about this entire situation, so I glace at my hand intending to count my fingers. I see my palm clearly but my fingers and thumb are just tiny stubs. I am lucid. I forget about most of my plans. All the layers of cloths I’m wearing suddenly feel stifling which makes me feel claustrophobic. I pull off the hat and toss it aside, then the scarf, and I start trying to remove the coat and robe. I remember part of what I planned on doing when I became lucid. I say out loud in a firm voice, “Computer! Increase Clarity!” (I’m going to treat my dreams like the holodeck from Star Track the Next Generation.) I’m still struggling to remove the coat and robe, which are tangled. I’m very annoyed and getting angry. The dream fades and I wake up. This is the first lucid dream I’ve had in over 14 months, so I’m not too disappointed. It has been 17 days since I started working for lucidity again. This is just the beginning. I will get back into it and get more practice.

Date: 9/13/2015 (Sun)
Dream Title: (LD #61) Truck accident makes me lucid (**Lucid**)
Dream: I am having another school related dream (been having these for a week). At one point I am driving a big rig truck. I get to close the edge of a hill and the truck begins to roll over, down the hill. I jump to safety and watch the truck roll down the hill. It is completely destroyed. I get very upset because I know that I am not licensed to drive a truck and I am going to have to pay well over $100k to replace the truck. I know we don’t have the money to cover it. I am extremely upset and trying to figure out what I’m going to do. Suddenly I ask myself, am I dreaming? I am very hopeful that I am. I count the fingers on my left hand and I have 8 fingers. I am lucid. Naturally the first thing I do is fly a little. Then I land on the side of a building and start shooting web (like Spiderman) from my wrists and then climbing up the building. The dream fades and I wake up.