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.
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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.
I remember standing in a sort of booth next to the door out of the house, seeing a thunderstorm in the distance. My father is outside, on his way to somewhere. I call out to him, telling him that there's a supercell coming. Suddenly, there're really strong wind gusts, blowing around leaves and possibly some other stuff. My father swears and quickly runs to the porch and inserts the key into the door, going in and closing the door behind him. Suddenly, we're inside the house. My father is sitting in his bedroom as usual and my mother is sitting on the living room couch, with her tablet in her hands. We're all just basically ignoring the storm. I sit down on the couch, too, and she comes over to show me something on the tablet. She explains that she found an app in which you just have to some easy activities like drawing on something to earn money. She does that for a bit. Then, I am suddenly at the entrance of the living room and go over to my mother. She then gives me the tablet and says that I should draw on some characters face because I'd like it. I was about to explain that I only like painting, not everything having to do with art, but then the dream ended. I also wanted to ask how much money we had earned so far.
Fragment 1: I'm playing the last of us. I'm in the map high school, that's all I remember. I've started getting my regular sleeping pattern back. Finally.
It's night, and I'm in a bed, but besides that I'm not certain where I am. I'm in bed with Isata, an ex-coworker and maybe still-friend; in the past she's told me that she feels comfortable being open with me and putting her trust in me, and perhaps that's why in the dream we're sharing a bed (and a lack of clothes), having a - very slightly - flirtatious conversation and are playfully touching before cuddling to go to sleep - I don't receive from the dream the impression that we're anything more than just friends. She needs to do something - I was- and am- not certain what - and whilst I'm still in the bed she kneel/walks on top of it, deliberately pausing when her legs are apart above me and her crotch is close to my mouth; in spite of that, she's surprised and angry when I try to begin to perform oral sex on her. Things abruptly change - it's still night, but now I'm standing in the dining room at my grandmother's house; I'm still naked - and now in a state of arousal - but I don't seem to be perturbed by either of those things. Whilst it's still night, my grandmother's house is partly on a heavily-trafficked road, so there's sufficient second-hand artificial light to see almost every detail in the room, and my mother - who also doesn't seem to be perturbed by my nakedness or state of arousal - points out that there's a wasp clinging to the net curtain; I try to kill it by crushing it with a scrunched-up tissue and a jam jar or the lid of a jam jar, but it flies away, and I'm not able to see where. I awake with a start, my heart pounding, not because of a fear of the wasp, but because of Isata's earlier reaction to me. --- A few thoughts: * Whilst the dream was far from a "wish fulfilment" dream - indeed, I don't remember ever having a "wish fulfilment" dream - the relationship in the dream is, I think, very close to my ideal sexual relationship: not a relationship where sex is always a gesture of unplumbable romantic love; and - in spite of my being an incel - definitely not a relationship where my partner is more-or-less a living sex toy; but a relationship where sex is relaxed and playful, two open and trusting friends trying to have fun. * My wanting to perform oral sex on a girl I'm friends with, and so care about, is not out of character for me - I likely learnt about cunnilingus before I learnt about (male or female) masturbation, and, as a "safe" and "clean" way of giving pleasure to a friend, it's something I've always wanted to try. * However, my trying to kill a wasp is at least a little out of character for me, as I'm pretty non-violent and, indeed, I prefer not to kill wasps if I'm able to avoid it.
Jamie Dreams I had one dream that was very hard to remember. Just one with her in it. she seemed very concerned about me. In another dream I ran into her at the bar we first hung out at. She was with a group of friends she went up to me and said "If there's anyone who needs a hug it's this guy." One other dream she changed her profile pic to a steering wheel? okay. Rewind Dreamed I was at a house party. After a while someone was killed and the dream rewound until the murder happened again. The third time I saw V from work there and we started talking. I noticed C staring at us and she looked sad. okay can she please not show up anymore? Sister I ran into C's sister somewhere and said, "Hi," just too be friendly. she was mad at me and said I made a comment earlier about her ass... Not like me to say something vulgar like that. Dog I kept getting mad at some yappie dog that kept waking me up...
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