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I was walking down the stairs at my school, in a very blurry dream with S. I was talking with him, and he asked me about what had happened that morning.
I tried to think back, but I could only remember the class we had just come from. Then I started to think and realized that "today" was supposed to be a Sunday.Bam! I'm lucid.
S was gone, and although the dream not vivid, my consciousness was really good.
I started to stabilize. I continually yelled out "Clarity", and commanded the dream to get more clear. Things got a little more clear, but the entire dream scene was still very blurry.
I finally got to the bottom of the stairs. I noticed that the Cafeteria had been replaced by a swimming pool.
I had just finished stabilizing and was ready to practice some dream control or look for my guide or something, but I woke up instead.

I was playing some kind of video game and then searching something near the street.
Then later i was in that one wooden dungeon-like place from previous dreams again(Recurring place, huh), and i was telling someone the correct definition of lucid dream.

This particular series of dreams have shaken me to the core. They are what set off my exploration into lucid dreaming. I have attempted it, and the closest that I've ever gotten was tonight and I encountered a strange being right at the brink of falling into lucidity. I'll talk about this at the end of this post, because it ties into everything else.

All of these dreams are about a particular person, I'll call J. J and I haven't ever met in this dimension of reality or whatever you want to say that I'm currently in, but I have psychic revelations about him frequently. I have to say this first, he's dead. I tried to fight these visions, for a very long time, about a year, out of denial, fear, disgust, fear I was being obsessive about the entire situation. I thought I was absolutely insane. I thought that I was losing my mind. I didn't know him, so what did it matter to me, right? It wasn't my business. This is what I thought. I dismissed it, until this dream I had that scared the wits out of me. I haven't ever been able to influence my dreams in any way even before sleep. Even if I'm mulling on something, it's up to my dream self's decision to seek information. Thankfully, it knows what is important far better than I do.

First Dream
I was at my old studio apartment, in my bed upstairs. An obese man was sitting on my bed with me, I've never met him before. He gave me good feelings though. We were talking about something. He had one of those 90s style VHS/TV carts, like the ones you would use in school, next to the bed. I found this odd, because we don't use VHS tapes anymore and the TV appeared to be as old. He started to play a tape. It was of J, it appeared to be from a handheld video recorder. I can still very vividly recall the video. It was very fluid, vivid, in color, like I was watching a video in real life. It was from an angle right above his head, close to his face, it would point down to show his body and shoes and sidewalk as they would walk along. His hair was quite long, he looked older then is remembered, and he had on jeans, black shoes, and a black jacket. He was acting kind of silly, giving the camera grins and sweetly gazing at it as he walked along. He was talking too, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. I was very amused, and I asked the man casually when this video was taken. He replied matter-of-factly, "2010". I said (it was 2012 at this time), "But that was 2 years ago." He said, "I know. He's alive."
I woke up in a state of shock. I've never gotten messages from the dead, directly from them. But since it was a video, and it took two years to get to me? I figured that it was a message, or just my imagination rationalizing some things, my subconscious purging after all the thinking I had been doing. Until a few weeks later.

Second Dream
I was in a supermarket in the multi-plex with Jim Carrey. At least, whoever who was with me took that form. People can cover themselves as other people to gain your trust in dreams, if you're aware enough to realize what's going on. I'm not even a fan of his, but my ex-boyfriend sure was. Anyway, there was this room in the back that I went into alone. I had to run to get away from that guy. It was like a bedroom display, showing off all the different furniture and stuff like at a furniture store. There was a remote on the bed, and through this you could flip through different projections that would change the environment of the bedroom. I turned on the "projector", directly across from the bed on the wall above a fireplace, and there was a painting of me. I mean, it looked EXACTLY like me, but from before the 1800s. It was so beautiful, it frightened me in the dream. It was like I was looking at the past or something. I flipped to the next "channel", and it was sports. It lightly projected into the bedroom. The next projection was a beautiful garden, also lightly projected into the entire bedroom. You could still see the bed and such underneath the projections. The next projection was of a Japanese harem, like a call-girl house. Also faint, not a strong projection. There were women on the bed, and it freaked me out, so I switched the channel quickly, but it took a second to "load". In the dream, this knocked me onto my ass. It exploded into glittering red lights, literally glittering like stars, like energy had been gathering and then exploded into this incredibly vivid powerful image of J, on a platform, with red lights drowning him. He was playing guitar and singing something I'm familiar with. A very sad, angry, powerful song. Now, when I listen to this song in real life, I see all sorts of images and feel energy. It's very strange. In the dream, he was looking directly into my eyes while singing and I could feel the energy exchange between the two of us, it was incredibly powerful, the energy of a living person or at least someone with so much spiritual power that they can send these types of messages in sleep. I always thought that these dreams were my subconscious, my desires I'm not expressing, until this dream. This dream was a directed message towards me from him, nothing less. I highly, highly doubt a dead person could have sent this type of energy to me. I can't even talk to the dead, I had tried many times. I can feel people's emotions, and pick up on their energy, pick up energy of future situations, the location of people, this is where I'm talented. I'm familiar with the energy in my dreams, even not being lucid. This is the first time I've dreamt of him so vividly or even making a sound. This only lasted a few moments, I assume due to the intensity it must've taken, but it is one of the most intense dreams I've ever had. I have zero idea why he was trying to contact me so intensely, or how he's even aware of my existence when we've never met. I woke up sweating.

Third Dream
I was in J's apartment. It was very off kilter, I was trying very hard to project to this location. I could tell because of the appearance of everything. It was like the environment was being suspended almost sideways. Like I said, I don't dream of other locations alone, so this was bizarre. I must have chosen to come here. I was lying in his bed, and around that room were his mourning friends who didn't notice I was there. Lots of crying women, no men, of course (I thought sarcastically). He passed quite a few years ago, almost as many years as I am old. I had a shoebox, filled with photo negatives and letters. Next to the bed, was a burning candle. I picked up the photo negatives and held them up to the light of the flame, and they were of him. Next, I went through the letters, and I couldn't make any of them out, but they were in his handwriting. I fell asleep in his bed and woke up.


Fourth Dream
I was in an ocean, pure turquoise blue. The water was very warm, and it was sunny, and beautiful. The ocean reached around endlessly towards the north, east, and south, but there was a coastline on the west side. I knew this because I saw a map as an image and I could look in these directions and not see anything or anyone. On this coast, there were beautiful ivory channels, attached to small ivory pools filled with ocean water and statues around the area. I was clinging onto the side of an ivory pool, that had J's face in profile carved into it, like he was a roman god or something of the sort. My feet could touch the bottom here. There was a giant statue of Neptune, the god, in ivory directly next to him. I swam around for a while enjoying this nice environment. Usually, if I dream of the ocean, it's by the multi-plex. This was on a coastline somewhere I've never seen before. It felt like a past vision or something I've experienced before, because the map was in such detail, I tried to look it up. But, soon I realized this area would have to have been in the middle of the ocean, and nothing like that exists now. Kind of freaky.

Fifth Dream
There was quite a long gap between this dream and the last dream. Around 3 months. Before this, I had started to meditate pretty intensely. Around 3 hours a day in my free time, working on my chakras. This dream happened on May 1st of this year. I was at my childhood home, in my room, and there was a knock at my door. I opened it, and it was J. He appeared to me as he did in the video, the longer hair, looking older, it was strange. He was brightly glowing white, perfect and tons of energy. He lightly sizzled with sound, he had access to so much energy. I've never seen anything like it before. He was a lot shorter than I thought he'd be too, I was a little bit taller than him. He lowered his gaze, and smiled an almost sarcastic "told you so" smile, and started to kiss me. He closed the door behind him, and pushed be down onto my bed. We continued to kiss, and we got undressed. He tried to go further, and I stopped him, because that isn't what I think of him as. He respected it, and he held me closely to his chest for what felt like eternity. I don't remember him saying a single word. I felt the strongest emotion I've ever felt in my entire waking or dream life, and I'm a very emotional person. It was of love. What a great dream that was. I woke up and it turns out I had been sleeping for 14 hours. I figure that this was a premonition, because of how glowing white and intense the environment was once he arrived.

Sixth dream
This happened the night after the last dream. We were in a yellow house, with maple floors. We were playing guitar, singing, messing around, joking around. It was very fun. He had on jeans and a long sleeved blue flannel shirt. At the end of the dream, we were sitting on the floor, and he had his back against my chest with my arms around him. I have no idea why I said this, but I told him that he was the only one I'll ever love. He laughed and put his arms around my arms. Then I woke up. As of yet, out of all of these dreams, he hasn't said a single word to me except for music and except for his laughter here, and all I can remember is from that specific dream I had before. This dream was quite foggy to me, like a thick glowing mist had been covering everything. This is another sign of mine that it's a premonition.

Seventh Dream
This one happened last night. I was trying to go lucid, and I took a nap in the daytime. The night before, I had a very faint memory of trying to find him in my dream, and I did, he was playing guitar and singing, but he quickly left right as I arrived, unaware of me. He must have woken up, since I can usually find someone if I want to, my friends say I visit them frequently in dreams, which is probably why I have few dreams in my locations unless I'm alone.
Yesterday, as I dozed off during the day, it was obviously nighttime, in the house I live now. We were watching TV on my living room floor next to each other, something I never do, I dislike TV a lot, and I remember a vision came up to me during the dream that highly distracted me, of someone I used to have very strong feelings for, who was also a musician. I "entered" into this space, and he began singing, he was on his bed, almost inviting me to join him. I remember feeling quite happy with this, amused mostly, and only felt like I was gone for a few moments, but when I came back, J was PISSED off. I couldn't tell why, I figure now he became jealous. I feel as if he was accessing this memory of mine, to see who else in my world could compare to him, and when he discovered how new our contact was, he stormed off through my front door. I tried to stop him, I yelled at him from the door, unable to leave my house for some reason, believe me, I would have ran after him. I yelled for him to come give me a hug. He stood there for a moment, thinking, and then huffed, and got into his vehicle parked in front of my house and drove off. Because of his reaction, I really believe he was just jealous and became emotional, so he left the dream. He would have had to at some point, so he just did it to avoid any further damage to either of us, which was smart of him. I was hurt initially, but then I realized he was just simply too emotional to stay there with me, he did the right thing and walked away.
This was the first time that his body in any dream I've had of him gave me the energy of him being currently present, along with his body appearing normal. All the other dreams, he was either projecting energy towards me from afar, or I was having a premonition.


The strangest vision I had recently was thanks to the Seth material. He explained how to go into an Alpha state, and how to get information from symbols, which all mean different things to each of us.
I asked myself, is he still alive? Where would he be living? I got images of flowers blooming, beautiful flowers, the first was a tiger lily, and to me this means vibrancy and life. Then, I saw many beautiful flowers, all puffy and vivid of many colors, and got a very deep sense of calm, and then his face, smiling- and then a state flower that I had no idea was a specific state flower, until I searched it.
So, I got my answer. I figured this out the day after. I still find all of this kind of hard to believe...

My Lucid Dreaming Experience: First true attempt, Tonight
5-28-13
I almost got there! I felt the vibrations through my body, they were intensely pleasurable. Right before this occurred, I had a strange mental encounter with something I've never seen before. It was of a creature, with a head like a brown thumb, and no face, but it looked like a sideways wound on his face. There was no blood, this is just his mouth appearing as what we would assume is a wound. I asked his name, and he said his name was Gar. I asked who he was, and he said he was there to help me. He gave me no ill feelings. I asked him some questions, where he was from, and he told me he was from a dimension different from ours. He felt familiar, maybe he is someone that has always kept an eye on me or something. Then I felt the deepest vibrations I've ever gotten trying to lucid dream run through my back, around to my chest, where my heart chakra/my soul would be. I almost did it, but I felt very strong cramps in my legs, and I began opening my dream eyes, but the pain made me open my real eyes by accident. I'll try again in a few hours, I think I'll be successful this time.

Well, I tried again during a nap today (May 29) , and some strange things happened. I saw that creature again, and once I got close to the brink of entering lucidity, I started hearing things on my desk get knocked around. It sounded like my mouse was being clicked around, and like my monitor being slightly moved. It was odd, but that is why I don't usually sleep in that room. I've seen some weird things in there while waking up. I have a photograph that constantly gets knocked over when I put it up, so I started leaving it down. Things are always falling over or being knocked over as well. I asked that creature what exactly is going on, and he said it was a spirit, it doesn't want to hurt me, it just likes to be annoying, and that he'd take care of it. And it seemed to stop- but this freaked me out enough to wake me up. I hope I can get into a good sleep tonight.

Sleep Time: 9:00PM Awake Time: 4:30AM
Well today I had a dream which I actually remembered, which breaks a dry spell of a few weeks, but I forgot to properly remember it and I just rushed to write it all down to find I had forgotten most of it. What I do remember is that it was about the Hangover movies, probably number 3, which is odd seeing as how I have never seen them. I also remember a guy with curly brown hair and glasses, who may or may not be a character in the movie, I don't know . Thats all I can remember now, hopefully this triggers the start of my recall coming back.

So I had a lucid dream, and automatically DEILD a few times and was lucid once again. I usually reenter my lucid's when I wake up from them almost instantly without noticing a thing

I was at my school, and I was leaving the school, I remember being aware I was dreaming and performed some rc's, I done a finger through hand just for the heck of it, I'm pretty sure I stabilized slightly at one point. I don't think I did much, I just remember walking out of the main hall, and noticed a girl looking rather sexy, I controlled my self and carried on with the ld. I'm pretty sure I interacted with somebody too not sure of it was the girl, I think I tried to hover at some point too. I was mostly calm throughout this ld and was just walking around taking things in. I really should have recalled this when I woke up I hardly remember much of it now

Two tiny fragments (Likely from separate cycles), which at the time seemed too small to post, I had a few days ago.

I was outside class with a friend of mine from high school but we were late so we decided to ditch it instead. It was night time and the class was held outside

Later She and I were in my garage except it was completely empty save a new white Audi/Mercedes convertible that was parked sideways in the driveway

I decided to post this anyway because I found out yesterday that she was in town for a few weeks. Coincidence? I think not haha

- Helping complete strangers
- Being angered
- Undermining authority figures
- Multi-coloured skies

Tried "WILDing" on the weekend. after waking up briefly and then going back to sleep I had a non-lucid dream with fuzzy details.

I was working in the kitchen of a Villa/Mansion. Not really doing much just sweeping and putting wood under the cooking pot's fire when a man in a white suit barged in, called me incompetent and shouted that I was fired. I was pretty mad so I took a bottle of wine for myself and the pot full of soup or whatever out into the street and gave it to some children walking by.
Then I hopped on my all-black Vespa and rode to a nearby beach. The sky was a combination of midday blue and sunrise gold. I walked on to the sand with wine bottle in hand and it was then that I, slowly awoke.

I was sitting in my living room with my brothers when somebody knocked at the door. One of my brothers answered it, and let two people in. One was a police officer, the other was a girl I know. They asked me if they could speak to me privately. We went back outside, and into the backyard. They showed me some notes that they had found a several different crime scenes. They were bizarrely worded and seemed to make no sense at first. Then I realised that it was meant to look like that. I had a friend back in highschool who was a bit crazy, and he wrote stuff like this all the time. I only remember one line, it said something like "The giraffe's neck isn't long enough to reach the back rows." I started guessing the meaning behind the note, and they agreed with my assessment. They asked me to be a paid consultant for their Law Enforcement Agency. I agreed, and I woke up as they were filling me in with the particulars of the case.

All I can remember is that I had gone to this library to use their computers & the librarian was saying to me why can't I use my home computer & I said because I got easily distracted with social networking & would focus better in a library (I assume I was a student). There was only 25 minutes left before it closed & so she let me in and said to get some headphones hanging on the wall. Not sure what significance the headphones were!

I'm standing in my driveway, and my dad is sitting in the front seat of his van. I hear over loudspeakers that the world has been overrun by zombies. I'm told that so long as I don't leave the block I will be safe. One of my dream friends have been zombified, and my dad wants to drive into zombie territory to retrieve her. At first I think this is a terrible idea and want to stay home, but then I decided I should help. I start to get into my own car and realize I've left my sword in my dad's car, so I get my dad's car and ride with him. He ride out into zombie territory, some of the zombies are completely feral, others are human and are nonthreatening, but most of them still speak and act like a human, but attack like a zombie. We slow down for a moment to wait for my zombified friend to arrive. Another zombie comes up to an open window and tells me " you know that's really a terrible position for you to be in, your sword isn't of any use on the inside of the vehicle, you should come out here." and gives me a sly grin. A bunch of zombies start attacking the car, I open the sliding side door and start slashing randomly. My sword is an iaito (unsharpened) so the blade won't do any damage, only the point is sharp, so my cuts only make scratches on the zombies. My zombified friend arrives and before I realized who she is I slash a vertical cut over her left eye. She seems not to notice and says " hi Aaron." She gets in the van and we start driving home. A zombie appears just outside my window and my friend tells me to stab at it through the glass, I'm skeptical but decide to make the thrust anyway. Just before the point of the sword reaches the class my alarm wakes me up.

My first Lucid dream:

It was in the January or early Febuary 2013 during an afternoon nap. I was lying in my bed in my usuall sleeping position (on the stomach)......
......I am on the small gravel path between small forest called "Smrcina" (I visit this forest since my childhood and it has a strong emotional feel for me) and the rubber factory Saargumming where I am working (glady not anymore now:-)). I hate that factory, as a symbol of oppression, capitalism.
I am going down the forest path towards the factory, but turn left to the empty building abandoned old iron foundry. So far everything in my dream is almost identical to the real world environment.
As I enter the building I am in the room with many 2 floored-beds. It looks like a room in some montain cottage.
I lie in the bed in my usuall sleeping position on the stomach. I am falling asleep and try to seperate myself from my body That day I also read about astral projection. It isnt easy and I feel strong resistance against separation. But I am able to pick up the upper half of my body. Finally I am able to stand up and look around. The part of separation is still mystery for me. It felt so real that I thought I was awake, but more like I was dreaming all the time and was right on the edge sleeping/awake state. My sight is blury and hazy but everything is so real. Now I am realize that I am dreaming. Wow. I am so excited and happy. A look at my hands. They are blury. I thouch the wall. It feels 100 procent like a real wall, but I am not able to put my hand throught it. I go to the next small room and there is a woman sitting on the desk. I go to her and have a sex with her. Suddenly I want the girl name Betka instead of her. And in a second I am having a sex with Betka. It feels like a real sex. Wow. But after a minute the dream suddenly disappear and I wake up. I remember everything clearly even without writing it anywhere.
When I was 18 years old I had a girlfriend and my best friend Tomas cheated me with her. His girlfriend at that time was Betka. I remember I found her attractive but I havent seen her since that time. Maybe a time for a revenge ? :-) BTW: I have sometimes Thomas in my school related dreams. But I am not angry at him. We are still friends at my dreams

Interesting dream lol.

1. [non-lucid]
Me and another person enter a warehouse with shelves of ancient artifacts (kind of like the one in Indiana Jones but cleaner), we were looking for something. We bumped into Rodney and Delboy, one thing leads to another and we end up in a shopping trolley and office chair faceoff (we had the office chairs), not sure what happend to Rodney but off in the distance I saw him litterelly explode into a puddle of blood, it went everywhere, next thing we are charging at eachother and we collide (Delboy had a very stressed expression on his face). Everything after that I can't remember.

2. [non-lucid]
I know I had another dream, but I dont remember it.

I've decided to stick with one bedtime routine and combination of techniques for the entirety of June. Last night was night one.

I ended up going to bed an hour later than I outlined in my routine. Less than an hour after that, I woke up from one of those dreams I've been having all the time lately, where I'm trying to yell at someone and my voice just isn't coming out. This time it was my sister, which is a first.

After that, I lay awake for hours. It didn't help that I had to go to the bathroom every ten minutes.

Throughout the night, however, I remained aware of a lot of auditory and visual HHs. Many more than is normal for me.

I also remember that some point I was having a dream or detailed HH, and I thought about doing an RC, but I was afraid it wouldn't work. Something along those lines, anyway.

So it seems that, at the very least, my will to become lucid has been imprinted on my subconscious; I think that as long as I am disciplined with my routine, this is going to be a very interesting month indeed. And, hopefully, as the excitement fades just a little I'll actually be able to sleep.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #100: The World Is Yours

I'm flying high in the sky around what looks to be a computer-generated globe that's populated with little dots. I feel like I'm on a plane with Wife but I don't see a plane. It's just me and my floating perspective as we circle slowly and gracefully around this globe.

I tell Wife, "This is a music video for a Phil Collins' song called 'Julia' from 1980." (Not true.) The song immediately starts playing. In it, Collins sings of how this globe is "not CGI" and that the dots represent people around the world. He sings that the dot he remembers best ("the one I best recall") was one of him over the ocean, flying on a plane to be reunited with his beloved Julia.

As the song ends, I suddenly find myself falling downward out of the sky. I hope that this is a dream, I think, and of course it is.

I immediately halt my fall and find myself hovering over a huge, vivid cityscape -- highways, skyscrapers, cranes, bridges, traffic jams, all arrayed for me down below. I want to fly around and explore this city, but when I attempt to fly, I'm unable to move. For some reason, I feel totally confident that I'll come unstuck. Stop asking, I think.

I ignore what the dream is telling me and I imagine that I'm already flying Iron Man-style around the city. A second later, I'm flying effortlessly, cruising anywhere I like. I get briefly stuck a time or two, but I just ignore it, imagine that I'm succeeding, and immediately start flying again. Eventually, the little glitches stop.

I see a tower that I remember from waking life -- it's one that I pass during my commute. I fly up to the top and circle around it. I glide low over roadways and high above a cluster of skyscrapers, then descend back to one of the bridges that spans a piece of some unfamiliar bay.

My confidence is soaring, and I decide try some large-scale dream control. I put my hands out in front of me and then bring them apart like I'm performing the breaststroke. As I do, I rake cars off of the bridge in either direction and dozens of them go plummeting toward the water. I bring my hands back together and I watch as time rewinds and they return to the bridge, unharmed. I fly back toward the skyscrapers, select a pair of them, and then begin moving them up and down, one for my left hand and one for my right.

I look to my left and see an enormous fire ogre (a la "Orcs Must Die") stomping toward me down one of the city streets. He towers over most of the nearby buildings, at least 100 feet tall. I wonder whether maybe I'll be fighting him later. I feel no fear at all. I reflect for a moment about what it would be like to have this much control and confidence in every LD. Nothing could stop me. What sort of things would I do if I had years of this kind of power?

Leaving the fire ogre behind for now, I fly over my city for a while and just let my dreaming brain show me what it can do. I look out at the waters of the nearby bay and think about using all of this overflowing confidence for some Task of the Month parasailing, but the dream soon ends.