lucid

The dream started with me in a rich looking building it was very tall, I was in the black stairway and saw my Father walking up. As I began to follow him up I saw a woman with dark brown hair wearing business clothes making a speech to a very huge crowd outside the building while stood at a stand on the edge of the building. I went up the stairs and saw my brother and Father with uncle, they were all sitting down. My Father was talking to uncle who was in Canada so I assume we went back on a trip to visit him. I could tell they were both waiting for the business woman outside to be done. So I went back down as I heard the thousands and thousands of people cheer for her words, that's when she was done with her speech and I could hear my Father calling me to get back up the stairs. The business woman who made the speech also came up she then went to this little girl that I now notice and showed her a new paper. I then realize this was a company for designing new clothes as I saw the little girl drawing a new design, I then took a seat next to my brother and then we were both ask by two girls if we were hungry. We both said yes so they left to bring us something, that's when I notice that there was a lot of little kids here now. I got up and began walking to try to find a fork that's when I realize I didn't have a shirt on so I said excuse me everyone and went back to my seat to put on a grey shirt. I got up again to react what I wanted to do but as I got up looking for the fork again I was approach by my Father. He told me did I have a white clean sheet of paper , I said no my Father face appear shock that's when I look around the whole building with my eyes to only see that everyone was holding a white paper but me so I carefully but quickly try to find a white sheet of paper. A stack of folders caught my racing eyes and check it , my eyes began to lit up when I saw papers in the folders but the sparkle quickly faded once I realize the paper was already written on. I knew time was running out if I didn't have the white paper in my hands I wouldn't get my meal and would also get kick out of the building. I remain calm in till I saw the brown hair business woman who made the speech, I shout to her do you know where I could find a blank sheet of paper. I knew she heard me but with a grin on her face as it seems forever as she closes the door she ignored me and left. Damn her I look around and was interrupted from my chain of thought when my Father told me I shouldn't have bother her. I told my Father I was only asking a question , my father counter my statement by saying when she's done working and is ready to leave she doesn't need to do or answer anything. My Father then sat down and continue talking to uncle, I began thinking this is crazy why is everyone such a jackass? Well that's it I am getting a white sheet of paper by any means necessary. I got up on the table and body slam a pack of little kids and tried taking their papers . Before I could continue my rampage of taking out the girl that drew the new clothes who was their essential need for money. But unfortunately out of the blue two over grown body guards came and grab me they knock me to the floor , they drag me and as I look at my Father face he seemed to have a grin. I close my eyes thinking no food no house this is the end. My eyes open when I was shoved in to a volcano cell with a bunch of little kids. I place my head down as a little boy climbs on my head, I told him knock it off he got off of me and played with the other brats in the cell. I place my head back on the wall and thought to myself why here? The brats began to make a lot of noise and began fighting, I told them all to shut up and watch television as I turn on the tv to a cartoon channel Timmy Turner was on. As the Timmy Turner intro began playing I became lucid and fully realize this has to be a dream as there's no way I'd watch Timmy Turner I never like that show. The Timmy turner show fully suck me inside the cartoon as the intro continue to play I constantly kept trying to change the scene and with some trouble it finally work, I transition out of the show and appear in my Father room. I could still hear the show playing but I was no longer seeing it. I analyze the room quickly trying to see if something was wrong and then I saw that a yellow spot was pitch at the end of the corner so I look at it and easily phase through it. I then appear outside the house and it look a little bit as the outside in real life would be however there was a few differences. The road was more blue and blurred out, despite becoming lucid I still felt heavy minded through the past experiences with this dream. I ran a little bit forward but remember that running somewhat decrease my lucidity so I stop running and walk forward more while passing a lot of trees , after not caring anymore going quickly through a lot of trees I appear in a place I never seen before but was familiar to me for some reason as if I imagine being here in waking life. It was sunny and I look at how vivid and detail everything was. As I approach a side corner I test to see if I have any dream control to only find out that I did not. So I look the other way and ran more passing dried up grass, I then while running rubbed my hands together to prolong the dream. That's when I stop running and saw a brown brick building with green curtains covering the front of the building. For some odd reasons this building was familiar to me as well ( And now that I am awake in waking life I feel as though I've been in this building when I was a brat ) I wanted to go forward to enter the building but then I notice that a gray tall and large fence prevented me from going to it. So I ran to the other side to see if there was an entrance but there was no entrance, it was fully gated and there was no way to pass it normally. I began thinking the store must've shut down I place my hand on the gated fence to test if it feels real and like real life it felt exactly the same. That's when I notice my hands, I look at it to see if it was correct however it was not, 4 of my fingers appear normal sort of but my middle finger was really short and bent as if it was broken. I decided I would check the next side to see if there was an entrance on that side that would let me enter, as I began running I heard a woman scream and then I heard the voice started talking. I thought it was odd because I knew I didn't want any DC's in my dream when I become lucid. So I run to the direction where I heard the voice and as I ma running I could feel and hear the wind passing through my hair and ears. I also this area seem to refuse to change as I retrace my steps passing through the same trees and once again seeing the house I phase through from my Father room. That's when I found the person who scream , she notice me and begins saying she's glad to see me and needs my help. Before she could speak more I interrupted her by pushing her to the ground, she quickly gets up again and says she's a human being and that I had no right to do that. That's when another of her appeared so I push aside the one tackling me and grab the other clone of her and smash her head to the floor. Then the subconscious showed in big letters that said ROUND 2 FIGHT! However the woman was knock out and her other clone disappear , she resemble the business woman but not fully but it was good enough for me. My lucidity began becoming light and I could feel I was being blocked and that's when I woke up. Lucidity Time 5 mins

Had a dream I tried to call my dream guide with a remote control. I kept getting a voice operater saying to leave a message. I got mad cause I felt something scary would pop up so I screamed for Eye. A invisible person came into the room massaging my feet. I got mad and was about to beat the thing up cause it reminded me of the scary dream I had with the invisible being. The invisible person hugged me from behind like the bear hug thing adults do to kids who are mad and chaotic. I calmed down a bit than we was teleported to another room. The invisible thing picked me up and said "why don't we go to the backyard". He put me down than changed into my dog max. I moved a bit and he pushed me into the door. I think I scared him a bit but he scared me too so I said " Listen! I believe in Jehovah and Jesus so don't even try to pull something out there!". I opened the door and we went into the yard. I got scared if I looked to the left I would see a tombstone or dead body so I kept walking and was going to climb the fence than ditch the dog. He said there was nobody outside and it did look empty but I just started climbing the fence. But than I felt this weak feeling in the dream, fell down and woke up
I really need to stop being scared. :/

Date:19th of june.
Total sleep:7-ish hours.
Daytime Techniques: RC's, awareness, mantras, dream yoga.
Lucid Techniques: Stabilizisation,
Recall Techniques: Dj, lie still in bed.
Fell Asleep: 00.30 AM
Dream Title: The mystery of the coins.
Dream: I remember quite a bit of this drea, but since it was so long, there are parts i do not recall. Here we go: I have no recall of the starts, but i know i was somehow granded the ability to switch places with some, just by flicking my wrist. Suddenly, i can no longer do it. I wander of into a different classroom, and a guy named Simon is about to throw some coins, that are magical, somehow. I dive after them, and i get quite a few. I go out of the school area, to the grocey store. And i buy a pack of buns. It seems the the coins have the ability to transmutate items. I bought the pack of buns to transmutate them into something. Suddenly there is a gap in my memory, and i am toilet that floats above the ground. 2 bullies lock me in the toilet, but i eventually convince them to let me out. We walk up gågata in Halden, Norway.
Awake:08.00
Vividness: 8
Awareness: 2
Length: Very long.
Emotions: Happiness, sadness, dissapointment.
Dream Signs: Magic, school, my city.


Dream Title: Stabilizisation training in a large city.
Dream: I walk down a large road, and go into some kind of hospital room with my mother, the doctor gives me ice-cream. I walk a bi farther down the main road, and i decide to take a look at my hands. I look for a second, then suddenly i almost lose control of the dream. I decide to try train my stabilizisation, and go over to a girl, grab her hand, and start running. We run by the docks, and it doesn't take long before i wake up.
Awake: 08.20
Vividness: 9
Awareness:8
Length: 5
Emotions: Happiness, feeling of success
Dream Signs: Ice-cream, small city.

Dream fragments: I am talking to one of my teachers, Bente Haug. I explain the second dream to her.
Parts of the dreams that i cant remember where happened: I flirt with a girl by switching places with her.

A woke me up and I knew I was LDing, I did the nose test and it worked so I rubbed my hands and touched things to start stabilizing, we were at a hotel and a ship was flying in the lobby, I broke some of the windows with a chair and the CIA and security were downstairs, I tried to fly over them but glided, I ran with some people and kept trying to fly, flapping my wings helped a little, lost lucidity here, watched a movie while C was SD

I was in a dream car, and I had the thought that I was in a dream share with a woman who was driving the car. I told her we were going the wrong way, towards the Longfellow bridge where it crosses from Cambridge into Boston, and she did a quick 180 to head back into Cambridge. The dream car sliced through all the barricades that were between the lanes. Then I detached into 3 versions of myself; one who was in her dream, one who was in my dream, and one who was observing the dreams. In both the dreams, the car had become a little flying saucer, but as I observed the dreams I said, "they don't match" because in one I was hanging on to the outside of the flying saucer, and in the other I was seated inside.

dream archive 12/2013

I stepped out the door of my house and noticed some pickups with construction equipment beside the driveway. A woman in the driveway called out "Hey, stupid." I turned to see her and was amused rather than offended by her manner of addressing that called my attention to a bunch of contraptions in the driveway. I picked up a toy house with little block people and informed myself that I was dreaming.

This time, I felt like I could hold onto that knowledge and just wanted to observe things. With the realization, I was suddenly inside a high rise apartment, its layout the same as the one where I moved after my divorce. I determined that I wanted to fly, thinking that it had been a long time since I flew in a dream. I flew around inside the apartment though I had a large hollow cube strapped to my back.

I noticed there was a sliding glass door that led outside and went there, but when I saw that the view outside was uninviting and featureless with just a blanket of white clouds very far below. I did not want to fly there; I wanted to be able to see the ground, a place where I could land. I backed out away from the glass doors but noticed I was being pulled there, and, in resisting the pull, I woke up.

Dream notes by Maria: Never resist the dream, it is your Inner Self wanting to take you somewhere. Void Space is to be embraced, not feared. Sounds like you ran into one of your Guides out on the driveway!:-) Seriously, I have noted the phenomena that people who are beginning to have lucid dreams (are still in the driveway but slowly pulling out onto the road:-) are aided by Dream Entities who seem to deliberately try and get a rise out of them either by frightening or insulating them. She was getting your attention.*

A toy house with block people is a nice way of portraying waking reality and our physical bodies vs. our spiritual-dream bodies and a realm beyond time, space and solid forms. Obviously.

"This time, I felt like I could hold onto that knowledge and just wanted to observe things."

Excellent! Baby steps. We all initially felt flat on our faces when we began learning to walk, and similarly, we tend to wake almost immediately from our first lucid dreams we get so excited. The next step will feel even more steady and the dream may last longer, especially if you don't resist it.

"With the realization, I was suddenly inside a high rise apartment, its layout the same as the one where I moved after the divorce."

This is very significant. You moved to a higher level of the dream space. And some part of you you have been divorced from is seeking to reunite with you. "I determined that I wanted to fly, thinking that it had been a long time since I flew in a dream." This part of you that deep down knows how to lucid dream. Or so it strikes me.

"when I saw that the view outside was uninviting and featureless with just a blanket of white clouds very far below. I did not want to fly there; I wanted to be able to see the ground, a place where I could land."

This is what lucid dreamers call Void Space. It is a place between dream scenes. For me it resembles a blue-gray-black starry space like being in the "middle" of the universe that is endless. It's where I find myself when the dream is taking me somewhere. You need not fear it. I know I did fear it the first time, and I called out to Hapuseneb (I was writing Truth*at the time) and immediately a hand grasped mine and then I felt a man take me in his arms and we "traveled" through absolute darkness together as I saw a series of scenes, fully formed, pass by before waking; I never "landed" in one. Next time I encourage you to let the dream take you and show you what it wants you to see. The Dream is a mystery but I do believe it is allied to our most Inner Self.*

dream archive October, 2013

I walked up a flight of stairs knowing I was a character in a sitcom arriving at a new apartment. At the top of the flight of stairs, I could see inside and could tell it was a very nice apartment with large windows facing trees and with a large dining room table close to the door. I reached in my pocket for the key, and when I looked at it I saw that it was my real house key. At that moment, when I remembered my waking life home, it dawned on me that I was dreaming! I quickly looked at my hands excitedly and went into the apartment thinking 'this is so awesome!!..to be awake while my body is asleep!'

But I wasn't used to being aware of myself in a dream, and I started to worry that in this dream world I was a sitcom character but didn't know anything about the character, because I was only aware of my waking self now. I was worried about how I would play the correct role with the other characters. I walked into a room where there was a baby sitter with a child and I had to make like I knew them, and I think in this worrying about playing the correct role for the sitcom I lost awareness of being dreaming.

The dream became so ordinary that by the time I woke up I wondered if I had really had a lucid dream or whether I had just dreamed about having a lucid dream. But that brief sense of being conscious while dreaming felt so memorable and striking that I felt that it well could be a baby step in dreaming lucidly.

Dream Notes: Something illuminating for me was that in the dream I was supposed to be a certain character, in a sitcom, and after I became aware that it was a dream character, I believed that I was still supposed to fit into that role rather than act as a character with a meta-awareness of a reality outside the dream. Identifying with the dream character and with trying to play the correct role led to a loss of that meta-awareness. This is I think too what can happen in life, identifying, naturally, with being a certain character, with a certain role, which may likewise be a dream character, a dream role and there is a mysterious meta-awareness beyond these dream roles of which we only have inklings. I think the startling sense of waking in a dream instills that sense or premonition that this is true and dislodges the sense of self as being a certain character with a set of well-defined, finite traits and corporeal boundaries. It dislodges the lingering notion that logic holds the key to ultimate knowledge.

dream archive May, 2013

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In my first dream I was at my house with my brother eating brownies from boxes that were in a fridge. Than he was visited by a lady who was going to interview him for a summer youth program. She told him he knew his history well and other stuff. I didn't want to be a distraction so I left the house. But out of no where appeared a mini skeleton monster. I fought it and when i won, i went back into my house. I was shocked to see my mom laying on the floor. she told me when i was almost done with college i would develop altimeters. I asked her why she would say that and she said it was a good thing because I wont have to deal with stress or anything. After that I appeared at a school classroom where teachers were gathered. One of my old teachers from high school was reminding the teachers of a time when i told her i couldn't do a assignment cause my mom got in a car accident. I shouted out loud and said i don't recall saying that. Then when everyone left i went up to the teacher and told her. She was surprised and asked why i lied. I said i don't know maybe i was insecure at the time. I left the classroom since it was time to go and saw there were lots of people gathered around. They were going to surprise the bride and groom but they were no where to be found. so we went searching for them and ended up in a huge school again. We checked the balcony first but than i wanted to leave so i exited the door and woke up.

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In my second dream i was at a store and there was a dc annoying me. I think i hit it in the dream and ended up turning into adventure time character Finn. When i left the scene i appeared on my bed and it was lunch time. My sister brought a pizza box and KFC chicken. It looked really good and i waited for her to call me but when i got back everyone was eating and she said she forgot about me. I went to another room so disappointed that i wanted to cry but that would be childish. I went upstairs and my sister told me to call someone for her so i took a white phone i found and saw on the screen people messaging. The message sent read "the message was sent to a boy"It also said that they were going to find me. I ignored the message than walked to a room with my mom and saw out the window a boy was trying to jump down from the little house shed in my backyard. I stuck out my tongue at the boy because i thought he was trying to rob my family. My dog max was there and i thought he would bite him. I told my mom but than i saw he was playing with my dog. After a few seconds though my dog bit his shoulder and he was bleeding. He jumped on the shed and took off his shirt. He was bleeding but healed himself quickly. When my mom saw what happened she jumped out the window, turned into the dc from the sewer dream and tried to console him. I was shocked and went outside too. I asked why he was here and another dc came out of no where and said he was my brother's friend. That my brother gave him my phone number. I was like oh, than saw he was trying to attack me. I held him tight so he couldn't move and out of no where cartoon anime characters appeared and wanted to help me fight the dc. I said okay, transformed and used a snow cube that unleashed lots of snow on the city. It was suddenly night and i flew down to the city where it was snowy and i saw Santa. People were trying to get snow out of there cars and singing how they wished for god to stop the snow season at that time. Than i woke up.

I 'awoke' in a dream on the top mattress of my childhood bunk bed to John Lennon's voice from a tape deck "We are with you….(a pause for dramatic effect)…Mario." This was good, but I was still scared. I saw a spider suspended between dad's easy chair and a window. Its thread formed a perfect geometrical arrangement of five pointed concentric stars, one outside the other. I wanted to clear it, but the ray that revealed it passed, and the web disappeared as if it had been sun-woven. Aware I was dreaming, I thought that intense things always happen when I dream of my childhood home. Now only one must: I ran to the kitchen and embraced my mother, who was sitting writing a letter.

The scene changed to my looking at a small black screen in a window of my Boston home, displaying a telegram from heaven in luminous white letters. It said something about the sacred temple texts I was to procure, but before I could read any further, the cat woke me up.

dream archive 9/90

I went into the yard of my childhood home in Virginia. It was a summer night, and the crickets were chirping loudly. My beech tree was there, and beside it, in the center of the yard was a new young tree. I realized I was dreaming and raised my hands to look at them, but then quickly thought, 'None of that Carlos Castaneda shit!' I was nervous as I remembered the dream of "Merry Christmas in March" that had taken place here, and I sensed something intense was going to happen again. I thought I saw my grandfather (who had become in my mind a metaphor for God) drive by, but his profile that I saw in the dimly lit car was a profile of long ago, and he didn't stop.

Finally, I mustered the nerve to look in the house. I saw a blue bed and knew at once there had been extensive redecorating. I knocked at the door, and a little boy answered. I asked if this was the house of Bernardo (who had bought the house), and he said no. He turned to the right to indicate his dad was there absorbed in the TV. I explained that I grew up in the house and wanted to see it, and he let me in.

There were three children in an interior that was very different. Many material things made for a tight squeeze, but I knew that to the children it was big. One asked me if I had lived in many places since I'd lived there. "God, yes, many!" I told them that they probably would too when they went to college, and the little boy turned away with a nervous smile as if contemplating the prospect and said, "Yeah, we don't want to be tied down by it (the house)." I said, "Still, you'll dream with it always…it will be a setting…in fact, I am visiting you in a dream…." A wave of emotion suddenly engulfed me, and, speaking to all three said "to tell you I love you!" I embraced them and gave the little girl a small white heart with a transmitter / receiver (not for radio but love frequencies), and awoke while still just inside the house's door.

dream archive, 2/14/89

So, to preface, I tend to naturally wake up after four hours of sleep when I initially go to bed and in two hour increments afterward (from closer observation to my sleeping pattern recently), so it seemed fairly natural to try a DEILD approach. Since I went to sleep around 10:30 PM, I'm assuming this happened at around 2:30 AM (and since I later awoke at ~4:00 AM, this seems plausible). In any case:

I wake up, but keep my eyes close and instantly feel the sensation of falling asleep, but I was completely lucid as it was happening. I was very aware of falling asleep, and was certain I managed it, but my mind decided to be a jackass, and I dreamed of myself, in bed, trying to be lucid . In fact, its almost indistinguishable from when I first went to sleep, putting some doubt in my mind as to whether or not I actually managed to fall asleep originally. In any case, in my dream my eyes are still closed and I'm lying face down on my bed. I turn over, and again feel the sensation of falling asleep, but this time hear voices right next to my bed (first a man's, and later a woman's) as I'm doing so. I tell myself this was all part of obtaining lucidity, and to disregard the voices as they were by-products of this process.

So I think I was lucid for all the span of 2 seconds. Mind: 1, me: 0.

After a little while though, dream me decides to freak out, and I lurch out of bed, throwing my arms in the direction of the voice. As expected, nothing is there, I feel kind of like an idiot, as I threw away a very good opportunity (should've done a reality check ). Now that I'm up though, my sister enters my room in my apartment and sits down next to the bed. We talk for a bit, and I tell her about my "lucid" experience. In response, she pulls out a FoxTrot Comic Strip Book, and points at a Sunday strip. I saw all the details clearly (and one particular panel with Jason staring at the reader), and we took turns continuing the conversation with lines from the comic strip.

I got up and walked out of my room as I heard cooking in the kitchen. There was a pot of spam and eggs being heated on one stovetop, and a pot of steak, with bits of green pepper in the other. My sister began draining the pot with eggs, and I started stirring the pot with bits of steak. I suddenly knew my mother was where my roommate should be, getting ready for work, and, looking into the pot, which was sizzling and popping as I would expect (it also looked very tasty, and I could see the steak and drops of oil bubbling), noticed there was only a little bit. I concluded my mom made this for herself, and made the other pot of food, which had a lot more for my sister and I before she left for the day.

She came out, and I put away the wooden spoon. She might've thanked me for stirring the food or something, and then I awoke, and couldn't fall back asleep.

The following is a dream journal and analysis that I did for a research project. I wanted to share my experience and ask for everyone's opinions on the meaning of the dreams and the way I went about it.

Inquiry 20 Dream Journal
Dream Journal Entries

June 4th, 10:36 PM
Regular sleep (I think):
Some people I know and I were at some big electronics store taking some sort of tour with the owner. He gave me a couple of monitors/televisions for free. I only remembered this dream because I remembered about my new free stuff before realizing it never happened.

June 5th, 2014, 8:13 AM
Nap:
I went to some store like a gas station, hobby shop or CO-OP hardware store (weird places to think of) and I ran into someone from my basketball team. As we walking through we found more and more people, some already together. The coincidence was too much, I thought maybe it was planned (never considered I was dreaming). I found our coach there, too. I think there was someone I knew who wasn’t on the team as well. Also, I think there was a payphone somewhere.

June 7th, 2014, 12:05 PM
Regular sleep (no delayed nap this day):
Someone followed me on Instagram and I went to change my name but never did. I had a different phone (Samsung Galaxy S5?) and didn't notice.

June 9th, 2014, 9:05 AM
Regular sleep:
Running down 8th street east to west, coming from Arlington to Circle. I remember someone telling me to watch out for the speed trap but what I was doing was too important for me to care.

Nap:
I was playing in a basketball game and I was doing well, but my right hip was starting to hurt more and more. I got a pass on a fast break and had and open lane to the basket but at this point I could hardly move. I put up the layup and didn't even check if it went in because I immediately subbed out (even though there was no whistle).

June 10th, 2014, 7:44 AM
Regular sleep:
Dreams were very scattered and disconnected. There was something about some sort of rating system of something (very faint memory). I remember having a cold ice pack on that was warm 10 minutes before and it hadn't been cooled. I told a friend about that. There was a pickup basketball game with people I know. I wasn't playing but I wasn't watching from nearby either. It was like a movie - I wasn't even there. There was a very rich couple who were having a guest from Europe come and so they were planning a mansion party with hundreds of people and they were arguing about it. I also noticed the Facebook Messenger app on my phone was very old and outdated. I don't remember messaging anyone.

June 14th, 2014, 10:12 AM
Nap:
I was going on vacation somewhere really strange. I don’t believe my family was coming along.

June 16th, 2014
Regular sleep:
7:18 PM
Two dreams - one in which I think I was a security guard and another that I can't remember at all.
7:45 AM
Update: upon seeing my mother this morning I know that she was in one of these dreams along with other family members, I just don't know how. I was so close to remembering one of the dreams.

Nap:
8:20 AM
I went to the gym at Walter Murray for basketball practice, but knew that our practice wasn't there that day because both gyms were taken. I was surprised that much of our team was waiting by the gyms. However, the gyms weren't like normal. It was almost like they were on the second story of some castle. The walls were all stone. Anyway, I thought we were in the wrestling room instead for some reason but our coach showed up and it turned out the boys' gym was open.

() = odd observations about dream details
Dream Journal Analysis
Recurring Themes
The most recurring theme I have noticed in my dreams by far is the connection to basketball. Basketball has on my mind a lot lately due to all of the practices tournaments and the NBA playoffs. All of the nights that I dreamt of something basketball related were either the night before or after basketball practice (I only have two practices each week). They tended to be on Monday mornings/Sunday nights.
I also noticed that in many dreams I was surprised to see people I know in unexpected places. I never arrived at the destination with them – I arrived there and then ran into them. I would like to note that although I remembered many specific names, I left them out of this journal.

Connections to Reality:
Entry 1: I have wanted to buy a new monitor or two for quite a while now. I believe the store was a Fry’s Electronics, a large American chain which I visited once over the February break.

Entry 2: I have not had any interactions with a hobby store lately but I did have practice with the people on that team right before sleeping that night.

Entry 3: I have wanted to change my name on Instagram for a while now but have not bothered to do so. I have not had any thoughts about a different phone, though.

Entry 4:
Dream 1: I think this was a result of the speed trap setup in this exact area recently, but I don’t know why I was running that fast.
Dream 2: This one very closely predicted what followed that night. My hip had been hurting for quite a while and it was getting to be quite severe at that point. I knew I had a basketball game the following night. Because I also had football practice right before, by the time the game came around it was bothering me quite a bit while running or moving laterally. I couldn’t really sit out, though, because we were already short on numbers. There was no missed wide open layup, though.

Entry 5: The only connection to reality with this dream is that there was a news story around this time about some ridiculously huge party some kid threw in his parents’ mansion. My dream wasn’t focused on the party, however, but on the drama between the couple.

Entry 6: This dream occurred the night before I went to Regina for a Roughriders game. I went with my brother and mother and met my father there (he was already there for work). I guess that I did go without some of my family but it was still a family trip, and not really a vacation.

Entry 7:
Dream 1: I have been watching a television show that involves security guards a lot lately.
Dream 2: I did have basketball practice later that day, but it was with a completely different team.

Overall:
There was not a single dream without a connection to my real life in this journal. Although I know that dreams tend to be based on real-life aspects it is possible that I only remembered the dreams involving components from reality. Looking over the parts of the dreams I remembered or did not, it tended to be the more obscure elements that were most difficult to remember. I would remember key points but rarely any specific storyline.

The Delayed Nap Effect
In total, I had five dreams in my regular sleeping time and four dreams in the half hour of napping after a half hour awake. That may seem like a lot because of how much more time I spent asleep in regular sleep, but it is important to remember that it takes a long time to reach REM sleep and begin dreaming in regular sleep, whereas a nap within an hour of waking up tends to go straight back into REM sleep, allowing for immediate dreaming.
Three of these four nap dreams were very vivid and detailed when recalling afterward, while only two out of five regular sleep dreams had very much detail. This could be due to all of the naps being short enough that I woke up not long after dreaming. In regular sleep it could have been a while since I had been dreaming. In addition, the lack of deep sleep (N3 stage) in the naps likely made recall easier.

Recall Improvement
I actually began keeping this journal on June 2nd but did not have a dream to enter until the 5th. The dreaming was pretty evenly spaced. I did not have most of the dreams near the end. There was a stretch between the 10th and 14th where I could remember dreaming every night but could not remember the dream itself. This did not happen when I first began keeping track; I simply had no memory of a dream. By the end, however, I remembered dreaming almost every night. With more time my recall of the dream itself might improve as well.

Achieving Lucidity
I did not achieve lucidity in the time that I kept this journal. Two weeks is not much time for this to occur. The main strategies I put in place were the delayed nap, the dream journal, thinking to myself that I am lucid dreaming before the naps and reality checks. Now that I am done with this particular experiment I will probably adjust my strategy in the future. Although it is disappointing that I did not experience a lucid dream, I learned a lot more about dreaming than I expected to. I am going to share my findings on the websites listed in my learning journal. I think that there were a lot of interesting findings that these communities would benefit from reading about. In addition, they can give me tips on how to progress and achieve lucidity.

Just some quick notes and lucid experiences. Nothing worth counting.

Saturday night was G night. Had typical DEILDly SP that went no where and didn't last long.

Early this morning I drank a homemade cold latte:
I was at a dealership and the sales rep was trying to talk us into trading in our Dodge Journey for a newer Dodge Lancer but It looked almost identical to the Journey. He told us our interest was way lower but because it was lower that they had to raise it some so our payments would be $25 higher. I look at some documents in my hand. At the top I read "DAWDGE LANCER" Jesus they can't even spell Dodge. Is that intentional as some sort of loophole to scam me?, I thought. This whole thing seemed really sketch so I told him I wasn't interested. I comment to my wife that I really like the Journey and thought we were going to keep it indefinitely. As we leave all the salesmen break into a song and dance. I scoff and walk away.

Wake DEILD effort.

I am climbing in a window several stories at the dealership. I am now one of the sales reps and I arrive too late to join the song and dance.

I am riding in a vehicle having some conversation and become lucid. A ghostly car outside the window catches my attention. The dream morphs and turns black... all but the car. It looks like an actual Dodge Lancer. For some reason I put my hands in front of me as I say out loud in a sort of whine, "I HAD GOALS!" I can't recall them. The dream fades.

Finally got one for the challenge! Now we've got a competition...

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #214: The Challenge

I have a false awakening in the early morning, worried that I’ve run out of time to have another lucid. I get up, pee, and return to bed. To my dismay Wife has already removed the sheets from the bed. The clock says “5:50” and I complain to her that this is way too early to be up. “This is so unlike you!” I whine. She’s too busy to pay much attention.

I walk over to the gym and lay down on the floor, tossing and turning for a while. I have another false awakening in a field near a tent where a movie is being filmed. I walk around and explore for a while, feeling oddly comfortable and in charge, like this is my place even if it’s not familiar to me. I enter a nearby building where I’m required to remove my shoes, then move further on to find my friends PM and RP standing under an open rooftop. I try in vain to point out how much the clouds look like the ones we’ve worked on in our game project, but they’re too busy to pay attention.

I move further through the building, moving through a confusing maze riddled with dead ends until I emerge in a retro arcade. I stop at a machine that’s a multicade which features Street Fighter II and a library of 8-bit Nintendo games. I’m considering firing up Double Dragon when I realize that this has to be a dream.

I move outward from the arcade back to the main entrance. I’m still shoeless, so I produce some running shoes and walk off into the night. I’m on a concrete driveway and hordes of DCs on bicycles go whizzing by, not a trace of lights or reflectors on their bikes and bodies. They’re super hard to see, getting too close, and making me nervous, so I step off into the grass and move over to a sidewalk.

Now I remember my challenge goal of trying to summon Dreamer. I reach my hand behind my back, expect her to grab it, and immediately feel someone grab on. I turn around and she’s right there, purple hair and all! When I see her I exclaim, “Well that worked!” She seems to find this hilarious, squeezing her eyes shut and doubling over with laughter. I try to say something else but the dream destabilizes into a false awakening at my parents’ house.

My mom asks me if I need to go to work and I tell her no, just let me sleep as long as possible. She asks me to help clean their now-green pool (false memory, they have no pool) but I tell her that I’ll do it after I get some sleep. I crash back down on the bed, transitioning into…

...a false awakening on a bare mattress in a dark, candle-lit room. I get up and see that there are 4 or 5 similar mattresses here, too. There’s an Asian woman in her early 50s laying on one bed, tossing and turning restlessly. Some unseen male narrator tells me that, “She wants to dream but in here, she can’t. In this place, nobody can.” I’m disturbed by this, and I move toward the wall, hopeful that I’m dreaming right now. I phase right through, and the wall crumbles in cubes around me -- lucid again!

I float about twenty feet down to a poolside area with ankle deep water next to wall covered by a large mirror. The dream threatens to fade but I rub my hands together and splash around in the water. I again remember my summoning goal and reach my hand behind my back, summoning Dreamer for a second time. For some reason, I point to the mirror to help “prove” to her that she’s been summoned and say, “Look! It worked again!”

Dreamer seems fascinated by this, reaching out to the mirror and then waving her hands back and forth. “Look at this,” she says, bending forward at the waist a couple of times as her reflection copies her actions. I wonder whether this counts as two points in the challenge or just one.

We walk back inside and it’s another creepy room with those anti-dreaming mattresses. Dreamer stiffens her fingers like a spear and drives them into one of the mattresses and digs around like she’s looking for something but doesn’t seem to find it. I ask her what she’s looking for but she doesn’t say. I sweep my eyes around the room but when I look back to where I expect to find Dreamer, instead there’s a brown-haired girl of about 8. I kneel down and ask, “Are you Dreamer?” She gives me a you can’t be serious look and then walks out of the room.

There’s a mirror on the wall here and I get the idea to try summoning NewArtemis into the dream now. I keep watching myself in the mirror as I try to perform this summon, but it keeps failing. I realize I'm making this harder for myself but I can’t seem to help it. I want to see what she looks like when she actually materializes. I give three separate efforts to summon NewArtemis, but they all fail. I feel like something is wrong with me or with this room. Now I try to summon Dreamer. Another failure.

I feel like my mojo is fading out in the room, so I run for the wall and throw myself through it. There’s a glass shattering effect and now I’m falling through the darkness, air rushing past me. I fall like this for a few seconds until I wake up.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #213: Following the Herd

I’m walking across a field at night toward some distant farmhouse. I think that I should be home trying to lucid dream and realize that I already am.

I fly a few feet into the air and rub my hands together. I’m surprised to find that my left hand feels like it’s some kind of stiff, hooked claw. I look down at it and I can make out a smooth, curved shape, but it’s too dark to make out more detail. I worry that the scene is fading so I zoom toward the farmhouse.

I phase or jump-cut through the wall into the farmhouse interior, which looks more like the inside of a cafeteria. There’s a long line of DCs eagerly waiting for something that they’re handing out from behind a counter at the other end of the room. The line is roped off and a somewhat androgynous teenage girl with dark hair and glasses is directing people into the line.

I start to ask her what everyone is waiting in line for but I overhear someone talk about needing to pay for the item. I instinctively reach for my wallet and realize that not only is it missing, but so are pants of any kind. Shocked at my pantlessness, I lapse into non-lucidity.

I’m wearing a dark blue t-shirt that I try to pull down to cover myself. I hate being pantless but I really don’t want to get out of line. Then I worry about how I’m going to get money. Then my shirt disappears too. I helplessly contemplate how screwed I am until the dream ends.