lucid

8-5-11

I had a dream last night that I hugged God. I was dreaming something, I can’t remember what now, when I suddenly found myself at the entrance to this grand room and I just knew that I was dreaming. I started to think about what I should do but I had this feeling of a presence there that couldn’t be ignored. It swelled within me, this energetic enveloping within, and I knew that God was there.

I started to walk forward and I called out, “Father?” The room was very large and round. It had a very high ceiling (I couldn’t actually see the ceiling). There was a warm light all around (not bright or dim), and I was slightly aware of designs or balconies or something along the walls, but I didn’t look too closely. My attention was focused on this raised platform in the middle of the floor. It was round like the room and took up most of the room; there was almost just a walkway around it.

I floated up to this platform and saw a man standing there. He was very attractive but not in a way that you’re physically attracted to someone. I guess I should say that while I didn’t feel any physical attraction to him, I could see that he was very attractive. He seemed about my age and almost looked like Jesus but different. He had shorter dark hair (not clean cut but not shaggy) and a form fitting dark beard (not long but fit his face) and dark eyes. He didn’t seem to radiate any emotion, he was just there.

He smiled and said something about how he was always listening to everyone or always with everyone. It felt like he was trying to explain why he wasn’t always “there.” Which meant he always was there, but almost like he was trying to give an explanation as to why he couldn’t really show himself to us? Not an apology but an explanation.
I asked him if I could have a hug (I was content and happy inside). He said, “Of course you can have a hug.” He opened his arms I walked into them. We hugged one arm up and one under the other. It began sort of awkward since I wasn’t sure how to hug him (arms above or below his) so I followed his example. He held me for a few moments and it was nice. It just felt like hugging any other man but I knew it was God.

I told him that I was sorry he was so busy with everyone all the time (not exact words but the gist). Somehow I knew he was ok with being the way he is though. We were the same height, so I wasn’t short or tall, we were just even. We just “were” together for a moment and it was nice. I didn’t feel anything spectacular, no big rush of energy, no big revelations or anything…just a moment hugging someone and I knew it was God.
That’s all I remember, but it was nice.

Note* I thought this was a strange dream to have since I'm not actually religious. I feel I'm a very spiritual person but I don't follow any one religion and don't know that I believe there is a God in the sens of there being one being. To me God is more a collection of awareness and energy that we're all a part of (if that makes sense). Anyway, I was aware of this in my dream as well, but I couldn't deny the presence before me.

I went to sleep saying the affirmation: I am free of my body, I remain aware while it is asleep, and I will remember.

I woke up a few minutes to 3:00 a.m. and got up to use the bathroom. I realized this is the optimal time for out of body or lucid dreaming. I went to bed and went through my affirmations again. I started on my back and then just decided to lay on my left side since I wasn’t falling asleep and about an hour had passed. I’d rather sleep than stay up all night trying.

As I started to fall asleep, I felt an intense vibration at the back up my neck rapidly spread through my head and upper body. I didn’t hear anything, I just felt this vibration, and I thought “something is happening.” I focused on staying calm and trying to increase this feeling. It wasn’t very long before I just felt like I was laying there with that vibration and that was as far as it was going to go. I remembered in the book he would declare what he wanted to happen, so I said “I float to the door.” I felt some movement, so I said it again and visualized rising up like a balloon and actually felt myself float up and out of my body. Instead of going toward the door, though, I ended up at the foot of my bed. I felt so REAL. It felt just like I would if this hadn’t happened.

I started to leave the room, and kind of felt along the wall to see what it would feel like (it felt like a wall), and then it dawned on me to look back at my body. I looked back and saw a lump under the blankets and I got excited and hopped up on the bed and crawled over to where I would be. Thinking now, I fell asleep with my head out of the covers (covers up to my neck) but I didn’t see my head. I crawled over Paul too and he kind of groaned and changed positions. I felt really heavy, like I would ordinarily, and felt bad that I was waking him up, so I got off the bed and went for the door.

I started to go toward the computer room, but felt drawn to the living room, so I went that way instead. I couldn’t get over how solid everything felt, like this hadn’t happened at all and I was just awake to go to the bathroom. I felt so in control. I went into the kitchen and was looking around and thought that I wanted to try to get in contact with my unborn daughter again, that’s what I was planning to do if I got this far. So I focused on that experience, and said out loud that I want to meet my unborn daughter. I whispered this so as to not wake up Paul (hee hee) but said it with conviction. Nothing happened, so I said it a few more times but changed it to say I wanted to go back to that dream and meet the little girl or something just in case she wasn’t really my daughter. Nothing happened. I was still in my kitchen. I thought, maybe the dream wasn’t what I thought it was, and maybe I would never have a daughter, so maybe I was asking for the wrong thing and that’s why nothing was happening.

I decided to ask to move inward as the book suggested, to move to your inner self. I whispered that with conviction, hands in loose fists in front of me, close my eyes and mean it….nothing happened. I was still standing by the fridge in front of the doorway to the kitchen. Now I’m disappointed. I go into the living room and decide to sit down and try to relax and figure out what to do. It crosses my mind to go outside, but it seems too big or something, so I just sit there on the carpet. Looking back, there was no furniture in my living room. I was wearing loose white pants and my long hair fell in front of me as I sat down cross legged on the floor. I thought how boring this was! I’d rather just be sleeping than feel awake and sitting in the living room all night just waiting to wake up!

I was looking at the bedroom door and started wondering how we slept with that much light in there. There was a dim pinkish glow coming from the room, with a little darker redish pink light pulsing over it (like something was on standby and blinking). I saw and heard Paul move around and change positions and wondered how it didn’t wake me up…maybe because I was out of body? I also realized I’d thought of my body and not woken up like the book suggested I would.

Then Paul suddenly got up and grabbed a Kleenex in the bedroom (we don’t have Kleenex in the bedroom) and raced for the bathroom. I thought he was going to throw up (had Kleenex to his mouth). He came back shortly after and I realized he just spit a loogy out or something. He started to go into the bedroom, then stopped and came into the living room and looked at the far wall. I thought “he can’t see me!” Then he looked down at me and asked what I was doing. My heart fell, and I said “you can see me?” He said of course he could see me and came over to hold out his hand and help me up off the floor.

We grasped hands and he helped me up and said we should go to bed. I asked if I was in bed and he said of course not. I went into the bedroom and the bed was empty. I was so disappointed. I said I swore I had had an out of body experience and he just acted like he didn’t want to talk about it, he was tired, didn’t say much and went to bed. I said, so you mean I just actually got up and was walking around and thought it was out of body? No comment from Paul. It felt as real as just waking up and walking around, so I believed that’s what it was. I just KNEW it had been an out of body! But that would explain why nothing else would happen. I felt so foolish.
This led into a non-lucid dream of Paul and me in our small bathroom in our apartment studying (me with my math book on floor, him on the toilet reading, not going to bathroom). We were listening to neighbor’s downstairs yell at their daughter again. I say I want to shout that he’s an asshole (girl’s dad) and Paul smiles and yells “Asshole!” To floor so the man will hear. I smile back at Paul; I hope the guy downstairs heard.

The dream wanders on and I eventually wake up around 4:30. It’s been about 40 min.
Was it an out of body turned to dream? Or was it just a dream after all? Do I have blocks I need to get over?

I also remember in the kitchen I asked for clarity now just to see what would happen, although I didn’t feel I needed any more clarity, everything felt solid and focused, but nothing happened then either.

I had a lucid dream last night. It’s December 09, 2010 (Thursday). I have to be quick since I have to go to work. I was walking on a path through the woods with some man, I think he was taking me somewhere. It was a dirt path, kind of a tanish color so not wet, dry clay like dirt. There were trees on the right, but not real close to the path. I think the left side dropped off a bit toward a type of gulley? I don’t remember water down there, but it dropped to something. I was looking at his face when I suddenly realized that I was dreaming.

He was very ugly, almost scary. I told him I was dreaming, and he didn’t believe me! I said that it didn’t mean he didn’t exist, maybe he did and we just met on this plane, but he just looked upset, almost angry and disbelieving, like I was crazy. I realized if I wasn’t dreaming, I would be afraid of this big, ugly man, but I wasn’t! I knew I wasn’t getting anywhere with him, he didn’t even believe me, so I walked past him down the path where I knew I had seen a younger man and someone else (not sure who now).

I found him and told him I was dreaming, and he instantly believed me. He had short dark hair and wasn’t much taller than me. He quickly directed me in a direction I should go, but I don’t remember him saying anything. The direction he pointed led me to the inside of a building (I don’t remember getting there, only that he pointed to a less visible trail leading off the one we were on).

Inside almost looked like a bar/reception building. There were a few people sitting at tables talking with drinks in front of them, but it wasn’t exactly a party atmosphere. I saw a woman and tried talking to her…everything was so real! I couldn’t believe I was really so aware again in a dream! This is where my memory starts to go in and out. I was standing talking to her, I was a little excited. I remember my Mom was there, which didn’t seem unusual, but she kind of came out of nowhere. I told this woman I was dreaming and that this had happened before. I told her about the dream where I met my unborn daughter and when I met myself. She just kept looking at me, she was middle aged, older than me, but maybe by 10 years? My Mom kept trying to talk to tell her about my dreams as well.

She told me this wasn’t surprising since I’ve done this in past lives as well. She said I’ve been able to do this in 7 of my past 8 lives. I was surprised. So I have had 8 past lives? She said yes. Then she kind of walked away and joined someone at another table. My Mom was upset, like how could she leave now? We were just getting started. I knew she was done talking, and at points I felt my awareness drift, and I knew I had to focus so I wouldn’t fade into a dream.

I tried to focus on who to meet next. I went up to someone to ask who to speak to, and I was standing in front, but between two people facing each other. I think they were men, but I don’t really remember them. Another man appeared, kind of through a fog, and I knew he just appeared because he was needed by me. He didn’t walk up, he just kind of formed there through the fog. He was wearing a suit with no jacket, and he was overweight. I think he may have been balding a bit too, not sure.
Anyway, he looked tired and I kind of laughed and told him so. He smiled and sighed and said he was. It was like he was appearing for work to work with me and I caught him on a tired day. He was sitting behind a wood desk in a swivel leather chair talking to me. I told him what the lady said about my past lives, and he looked surprised. He said “well if that’s the case, what does it take to get you to higher consciousness”? I said I had kind of wondered the same thing. I asked him what he felt I needed to do, did I need to do good deeds for other people or something?

And at this point, I don’t remember more! I do remember my Mom was talking real loud behind me trying to get in her two cents about all of this as well, although I don’t remember what she was saying. I wanted her to stop talking so I could concentrate and hear this man. I told her to be quite, meaning to stop talking, and she just kept talking but at a quieter level. I have the impression she was talking to someone else too, but not 100% about that either. I’m wondering if this may be when I started to lose focus and maybe started dreaming again since I don’t remember more? I don’t remember him answering me.

Had quite a morning. I had to close at work so I slept from 1:30am to 5:30am when Danny got up for work. I couldn't get to sleep because my fan wasn't working (I need the white noise). After I got Chris to school at 7:15am, it took maybe 45min before I finally got back to sleep.

I woke up a little bit later because I swore I heard my daughter Nicole come home from school. I thought that she must have gotten sick and got a ride home. I heard her talking on the phone, and some doors open and close. Something didn't feel right though. I rolled over to listen more carefully in case I was imagining things, when I felt some super strong vibrations. I knew then that what I'd heard was auditory HH (I used to get those a long time ago). So I went with the vibes and slipped into an LD. I struggled with the blankets as I tried to get out of my bedroom. I wondered if I would see the DC version of Nicole, so I could ask her to guess a number from 1 - 100. I saw a really reduced version of her in the hall, coming at me fast! I pushed her away and went to the livingroom. I tried to call out to her to ask her the question, but my voice was paralyzed, shit. i tried again, but my vision faded and then woke up.

When I woke up, I thought I could still here doors and stuff, weird. I felt vibrations again, so I thought COOL a second chance. This time I didn't even have to open my dream eyes. As soon as the vibrations washed over me, I could see my room through my eyelids, and the TV remote control was hovering above my nightstand. That was a new one for me haha. I got up more quickly and marched straight out the door. I saw a normal version of Nicole this time, but her glasses were different. I was about to speak, when I noticed my voice and eyesight failing again. I thought quickly, and turned to a lamp in our living room. As I went for the lamp, I said a mantra in my head: "Once you turn on this light, you WILL be able to see and you WILL be able to speak." I turned it on, and I could see. I picked it up (don't know why I did this), and pointed the light in Nicole's face, almost like one would shine a light on someone to interrogate them. I said easily, "I'm thinking of a number between 1 - 100, what is it?" I had preselected the number 42 in waking life, because I knew I would remember it in the dream. Nicole giggled and answered, "That's sorty new!" I laughed at her and the fact that her answer rhymed with 42.

She went to her room and I went outside. I was thinking about trying the firework task while I was still dreaming. When I went out the door, I was standing on a foothill, over looking a trail that cut through a small forest. The trail ended at a body of water that was either the sea or a really large lake. There were wooden newel posts at the start of the trail. I picked up some dirt and leaves on the ground and placed them on the flat top of one of the posts. I willed a lighter to appear, and a little black cigarette lighter sat just to the right of my little pile. I imagined that when I lit it, it would shoot into the air and become fireworks. I lit it but nothing happened. No worries, I really just wanted to go down that trail hehe. It was dark but I wasn't scared. I noticed that the moon was just beginning to rise just to the east of the sea. It seemed to break through some kind of ice, or crystals. As it rose, I thought of that song "Walking Man's Road" from The Last Unicorn. So I started down the trail, singing the song as an invisible band accompanied me. As I walked and sang, little forest animals began walking along side me. When I got to my favorite line, a small black bear bit my hand. I removed my hand from his mouth easily, but I was mad that he interrupted my favorite part. I sang a couple more lines then woke up.

I fell back to sleep after feeling more vibrations. The vibrations didn't lead to anything, and I began having a non lucid. I was at dinner party that looked like a wedding reception. It was outside, under one of those big white tents, with little white lights strung everywhere. I was sitting with 6 or 7 other guests at one of the round tables with white tablecloth, white napkins and white china and candles and a floral centerpiece. I was staring at a picture of a young man that the man next to me was showing me. He was telling me about him, when it suddenly dawned on me that I had JUST woken from a dream not moments ago. I thought how lucky I was to be having another lucid! Still the the fireworks task on my mind, I started taking random things from the table and stacking them together: a namecard holder, a fork, a napkin, and I can't remember what else. I looked up and noticed that there was a hole in the center of the tent that revealed stars and the night sky. I yelled at a passing waiter to bring me a lighter, but then I remembered that there were candles on the table. I lit my pile of stuff and waited. I said to the guests, "Hold on to your seats, this is gonna shoot up into the air!" It took a few moments, and I began to doubt. Then the pile shot up through the hole in the tent, and burst into tiny, cute little fireworks with several tiny "pop!" sounds. They sparkled and vanished for a few moments, right at the tent's opening. Of course I was hoping for a huge firework show, but I thought it was kinda cute that I managed to set one off that was more intimate, and appropriate for a reception setting. Then I went nonlucid or woke up, I can't remember.

I woke up in my bed, feeling fresher than ever. As a person with chronic headache, this was the first time since I was little my head hasn't felt heavy. I walked out of my room to the staircase, where the light wasn't turned on. It was either evening or early morning, as it was very dark, but not too dark to hide the silhouettes of my surroundings. As I strolled down the stairs, my head and body was so heavenly light, I felt euphoric. It couldn't be real. Wait a minute.. is it real? Of course it's real.. but something doesn't seem right. No, I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming. I gained lucidity, and took my last step on the staircase. My foot touched the floor, but it wasn't the ruggy floor in the entrance room by the bottom of the stairs my foot touched. It was the tiled stones of a town center somewhere, with a fountain made of stone beside me. I looked to my left, where my old classmate Alexander stood. With frantic hand movements I asked him where the exit was. He didn't understand what I meant, so I explained to him that I was dreaming, anything I would do or change here wouldn't have one single impact on the world, and I wanted to get out where my actions mattered. By this point, my lucidity was gone, but in the dream I still knew I was dreaming. In an understanding tone, he answered that he knows the feeling. We had a long calming conversation about dreams, a much more fluent and personal conversation than the two of us had ever had, before I was back in my bed. I grabbed my phone and was inclined to call Alexander to ask if he could remember the conversation, but I realized he probably doesn't and it might be a bit stupid, which made me feel let down. I then woke up for real, feeling confused over all these false awakenings, and had to make sure I was actually awake this time.

I had another vivid lucid dream last night. I can’t remember it all so clearly now, but at the time it was very vivid and real, and very long. I think I came up a staircase to a building with glass doors. I went inside, and when I did, somehow I knew I was dreaming. I walked through a doorway into what seemed to be a classroom. There were students sitting at desks to the right of me and the teacher’s desk was on the left (the teacher was a woman).

I started looking around at everybody, and remembered that the next time I had a vivid dream I would ask for direction again. I went to the front of the classroom and decided to meditate a moment to make my intention clear. I simply stood there at the front of the classroom, in front of everybody, and held my hands to my sides with my pointer finger touching my thumb to make the circle used in mediations, closed my eyes and focused on the moment.

When I opened them everyone was looking at me. I turned and asked the teacher where I should go. She didn’t hesitate in pointing to a door on the opposite side of the classroom from where I came in. I went out that door and it led outside. There were people walking around like it was a campus. There were cement stairs (very wide) leading down to a sidewalk and grassy area. It was sunny outside and the nature looked like it would here. There were trees in full bloom, all green and beautiful. I noticed to my right there was a building that was about the same size as the one I was leaving, but had a distinctive style to it. It looked more important. It didn’t look like a study hall or classroom so much as kind of, not castle like, since there were no real spires or anything and it was small, but it was white and I think the windows were surrounded by a hazy blue coloring? There were trees around it. It looked welcoming, and I had a feeling that was where I was suppose to go.

I asked someone in the crowd (some people were carrying books too) where I should go and they pointed in the direction of this building. I couldn’t be sure that’s where they were leading me, so I asked again and got the same response, so I started walking. I don’t remember actually going into the building now, but I have a feeling I didn’t just appear inside, like I actually had to walk up and through a door.

When I got inside, there was a wooden desk by some windows overlooking the courtyard area thing. I don’t remember a lot about the rest of the room now, but at the time it was very vivid. I remember everything being as real as it is here.

There was a woman behind the desk and she greeted me. I felt like I should hurry because so much time had passed and I thought I would wake up soon and didn’t want to miss out on what I was being directed to. I think I asked her what I needed to know or something along those lines and she just looked at me. I said something along the lines that I was in a hurry because I was dreaming and didn’t want to wake up so she needed to tell me (not my exact words). She patiently looked at me and stood up and asked me, “Are you really?” And I said, yes, I knew I was dreaming. She just looked at me with all that patience and asked again if I was sure I was dreaming…because this was no dream. I knew intuitively what she meant. That while it wasn’t my “regular” life, this too was real.

I studied some of the objects on her desk, picking one up and kind of rolling it around, feeling it in my hand and thinking about this for a moment. Weighing how real everything around me was, and it felt like that was all the reality there was, besides my remembering I had another life (although the specifics weren’t there for me, almost like trying to remember my dream now here, remembering my life would be the same?).

She told me that this was just as real, but I knew it was obviously different from my other life. She came around the desk and said everyone here was real too. I asked her if they were dreaming or dead then, and she said they were all “dreaming” too, but not dead.

I wish now that I would have asked more questions or asked her to specify what she meant since they all seemed to be going to class and doing “regular” things as opposed to having a dream quality to them. But at the time this didn’t occur to me as strange from a normal dream and I didn’t ask. I only remember fragments from here, but it didn’t jump around in my dream. I remembered more when I woke up, but I didn’t write this all down right away. I can only say that events unraveled as they would here, from moment to moment.

At some point someone else was in the room too, but I can’t remember who. It was a woman, but I don’t remember anything else. I don’t even really remember what the woman I had been talking to looked like. I’m pretty sure she had light brown hair, maybe wavy, and about shoulder length. She wasn’t thin or fat, just kind of solid for lack of a better word. She was older than me, but didn’t appear old, maybe motherly. I would say she was quite a bit older than me, but her face didn’t appear old at all. She had a, not “husky”, but calming voice. A knowledgeable voice somehow.

I remember going to the wall to the right of her desk (facing the desk, since that’s what I had been doing) and the whole wall was missing. It just opened up to the elements outside and dropped off over the trees (it was up high). The three of us stood looking out at this view. There were trees and crops, and the sky was so blue. She was explaining to me that here we could control the weather, so the crops always got what they needed, and people always got what they needed. She had been helping this other woman practice to make the rain start and stop and they were going to demonstrate this to me now.

I still knew it was a dream, and I asked her how things didn’t get messed up. She asked me what I meant, and I asked how the weather could be any one thing since it would seem that many people would try to change it at the same time. While I don’t remember her exact answer, I got the impression that this didn’t really happen often, so maybe people had the same goal as to what needed to be done? Maybe these people all worked together? Anyway, we sat on the floor in front of this space, in silence, and this other woman was suppose to concentrate and make it rain. I decided to try myself 

I sat cross legged, in meditation pose, and looked out at the land and felt that I wanted it to rain. Within seconds the rain started to fall outside. I could hear the drops hitting the leaves of the trees outside. I didn’t necessarily see clouds roll in, the sunlight just seemed to become less, or dimmer, and the rain fell from the sky. It was a very full but calm rain, coming straight down. After about a minute I felt that I wanted it to stop and it did, and it was sunny again. I don’t know if I done this or the woman who was suppose to be practicing did, but I felt it was me, but decided not to comment on it, and these women didn’t either. I remember feeling proud of myself though, that I could do this.

I remember another moment where we were suddenly riding a wave. We had been looking out over the land, and then we were talking about something, and when I looked again it was a wall of water and I could feel us tilting and knew we were riding a huge wave! I still knew I was dreaming and wondered if I should be afraid, but I wasn’t. I just went into it and rode with it. I didn’t feel wet from the water, only the sensation of riding the rise and swell of this huge wave. I think there was a loud rumble somewhere, but I can’t be sure. It just felt powerful and big. And now I don’t remember landing or how it ended; only that it did somehow. I’m not sure why this happened, only that my “teacher” was still there with me somehow even though I couldn’t see her, I could hear her voice at times. Maybe it was a lesson on what we can do in a dream? Just a thought.

I also remember being in another kind of room with other people. Not a lot, but a few. They were trying to teach me how to fly in this “dream”, and I couldn’t do it. We were standing in a room with wooden floors and wooden walls, like a big cabin. A few people were trying to teach me how to rise off of the floor. They were standing there with their hands to their sides and would kind of appear to stiffen their bodies and just rise off the floor. As hard as I tried I couldn’t float. I knew it was a dream, and remembered how I had tried to walk through walls in other vivid dreams and failed somehow. I told them I just couldn’t do it. They argued that I could, I just had to try. I wondered out loud if my energy here might be dwindling too much since I had been here so long now. I noticed that we all had a ball floating in front of us, and mine was smaller. This was supposed to represent our energy for abilities here, and I don’t know how I knew this. In my dream I somehow remembered another vivid dream where someone had taught me that this was what these were, a representation of how much energy or ability we had while in dream state. The woman who had been teaching me was in wonder at this since it was something she hadn’t known. I don’t remember now having a dream that told me this, but in this dream it was something I remembered very well. I compared mine to a child’s standing next to me and showed them how much smaller mine was than the child’s, and they agreed that they could see how it made sense. (Mine had maybe a 6 or 7 inch diameter, while this other was over twice that size).

Another moment, I was sitting on the floor by a man at some point. He was about my age and seemed really friendly. I commented on how my ball of energy was the same color as his, green. I could pick his up and look at it, and then I tossed it back to him smiling. I don’t remember now, but this was another thing we had in common together since I had noticed something else earlier (can’t remember what now), and he smiled at me. I think we talked, but I’m not sure what we said. There was a child near us and his ball looked like a beach ball in color and size.

At some point, although I hadn’t been able to fly, I was determined to make it work, so I decided to try another tactic. There was a drop off in the room, a type of ledge that overlooked another level, and I decide to jump off of it and try to fly from there. I knew it might hurt if I fell, but I though it would be ok since it was a dream. I took the dive and started to fall headfirst (this whole dream was in first person of course since it felt as real as here, it was all through my eyes as it would be in reality). I tried to concentrate on flying and it didn’t want to work. I felt myself waver a bit, like maybe I could shift direction but not go up…and finally I felt myself rise before I hit the floor!

This all happened in a matter of seconds, but it worked! I flew up and around the room, and I felt so free! I held my arms back so I was flying face first around the room, and it was a very large room. I think someone was flying with me, but I don’t know who. They weren’t flying along side me, just somewhere else in the room. I was so happy, and it felt so good. This is what it felt like to fly! I could feel the air around me, and my whole body would get tingles of a pleasant sensation as I was flying. I flew up to this huge long mirror along the ceiling and saw myself reflected back. I think I looked as I would here, at least that’s what I remember thinking, but I can’t be sure in comparison now since I can’t remember exactly what my reflection was. I know I had long brown hair, but I think I may have looked a little younger than I do in real life. In my dream I felt it was an accurate reflection though, so I could be wrong about that.

Even knowing it’s a dream and feeling the reality of it and knowing of your “other life”, upon awakening, you realize that your thoughts and memories don’t always match the ones you have here. This realization is strange to me. How is it that while dreaming remembering your “real life” can be as difficult as remembering your “dream” upon awakening? I mean, I knew I was dreaming this whole time, not once did it waver and let me forget where I was and what was happening. I think this was the longest dream I’ve had that I can remember where I knew I was dreaming. It was wonderful! That’s all I can really remember right now. I may remember more later. If I do, I’ll add it in as I do 

I wrote this down when I had it and lost the original copy. This is what I remember of it (still pretty detailed):

This dream started off like any other ordinary dream, so I didn’t know that I was dreaming. I was walking on a narrow path late at night. I could see pretty well because the moon was really bright, so the path was clear in front of me. It was a dirt path surrounded by grass with trees here and there. Most of it appeared blue and gray since it was dark outside.

Suddenly I was walking the path again and as I looked down I saw footprints in the dirt of the path. I realized that they were my footprints since I had already been this way and realized that I was dreaming. I knew if I walked fast enough I would probably find myself somewhere up ahead still walking. I got excited about this idea; I mean, who gets to meet themselves? The path started to curve to the right, and as I went around the curve I saw a barn off to the right as well. It was shaped like an old barn, but the doors must have been open on both sides because you could see right through the middle (there was a square opening so you could see to the other side through the doors).

Standing in the middle of this opening was the silhouette of a person. I knew it had to be me, and even though it felt silly, I called out my name to the person as if to question if it was really me. At first I got no response, they just stood there. After I called again they came running up to me and threw their arms around me and just held me. The hug felt nice, but I still wasn’t sure who it was. I asked again if it was Amy and she said in my voice that yes it was. I never really saw her face that I can remember. It was dark, but not so dark that I wouldn’t be able to see her. We didn’t talk, there just didn’t seem to be a need to. There was just a comfortable silence that I was happy to continue with. We lay down in the grass of the path and just looked at the stars together. She was laying on my right side with her head on my shoulder and I had my arm around her and was playing with her hair. I often play with my own hair and knew she would like it if I did it for her. We laid that way for what seemed like a significant time. The stars were so unbelievably bright and beautiful! I could feel the grass beneath me, the clothes I was wearing, a slight breeze against my face, and her body laying next to mine. It just felt really nice. I remember thinking how real it all was. I knew my body was lying in bed at that moment and that this was a dream, but if this was just a dream, what was reality really? I was really there in that moment. I could look around and feel really being there. I wanted to stay there but I knew I was going to wake up soon. I had already woken up to my alarm and hit the snooze button, so I knew I only had 10 minutes before it went off again and I already felt I’d been there a long time (this had really happened and my alarm really was going to go off soon).

I didn’t want to just vanish without saying goodbye, so I sat her up with me and sat cross legged from her and told her that I was going to have to leave soon. I remember she had a cast on her arm (I think her right arm but I can’t be sure now). I still don’t remember seeing her face clearly, but she had my hair. She said she didn’t want me to go. I told her I didn’t want to go either but my alarm was going to go off soon. I don’t remember saying anything else, I know the last thing was discussing my alarm going off soon and that I was going to have to go, then my alarm did go off and I woke up. I was so amazed with this experience. This was definitely one of the most vivid lucid dreams I’ve had! After waking there were things I wish I would have asked her, but at the same time the silence was so nice that I don’t really regret breaking the moment. It was an amazing dream.

I don’t really remember how this dream started. I had written it down when I had it but I lost the original copy, so this is what I remember now.

I remember it from sitting in a swing near a building that looked like an elementary school. It actually reminded me a lot of the first elementary school that I attended. The swings had those bucket seats that fit your bottom and I was slightly swaying back and forth while sitting there. I could feel the metal rings in my hands like they were really there, the breeze in my hair and on my face, I could smell the scent of autumn, and I could see that the leaves on the trees were turning colors, so it was fall. Everything looked so vibrant and real! This was the first dream I’d had to feel this real. It really made me question what real was (this was before the dream that I met myself in).

I looked over to my left and saw that there was a little girl on the swings next to me. She was maybe around 6 or 7 and she had short, straight dark hair and dark eyes; very cute. She had her head down and was kind of dragging her feet in the sand under her swing. She looked upset about something. I asked her who she was and she told me her name (which I can’t remember now). I somehow intuitively knew that she was my unborn daughter. I felt I shouldn’t tell her this though for some reason. I asked her what was wrong and she said something that made me feel that it was taking too long for her to be born and she was tired of waiting (I can’t remember what she actually said). She said she was going away, and I knew she meant she was going to run away to be born by somebody else. I’m not sure how but I knew it would be to my cousin Tori. I told her I didn’t think she was supposed to do that, and she said she didn’t care. A big vacation style bus pulled up to the curb and opened the doors waiting. She got into the bus and it drove away. I don’t remember if she said goodbye or if she just left. I remember feeling very calm and knowing that even though she was supposed to be my daughter, it was ok that she would be somebody else’s now. There were no rules; anything that happened was ok to happen however it panned out. I only hoped I could remember that when I woke up so I wouldn’t be upset about it.

Pre-bed 5MG Melatonin
2 NLDs recorded pre-WBTB

4:00AM - Brief WBTB
50MG Caffeine
1 cycle SSILD. Set intentions with affirmation - "I know I am about to have a lucid dream."

116 - The Naked Chick At Work - DILD/DEILD

I am at a version of my work place. I am doing various boring things. I don't remember what it was. I am standing at some workstation working on something. I look up and see about 4 or 5 guys in a half circle. They are about 30 yards away near a large machine or some sort. Some are standing and some are sitting in office chairs. In the middle of them I see what appears to be a topless woman with her back to me. Now I really start to look. Not because I am turned but because I am shocked. They are all just talking to each other. No one seems to care that she is naked.

I notice C is sitting to my right. He has his back to the action. I say, "What the hell is going on over there?" C turns to look. About that time the woman stands up and bends over. She is fully naked and I can clearly see all her details. Including her butthole. C looks at me and says, "She's niiiice."

I am a little disgusted, "No not really. I mean kind of. But what the hell?". I think to go get management to stop it all. But when I look back and see she has now moved to another spot and is working. I can only see her top half where I am. She has a green knitted sweater on. Someone speaks to her and I can clearly see her face as she turns to answer. She is ugly with droopy eyes and overly full and saggy lips.

I look to the area were she was naked and see, M, the maintenance supervisor working on the machine and everyone else seems back to work. I just can't believe that no one made any commotion about a fully naked woman in the plant. I say, "Wait a minute. I have got to be dreaming."

I do a few nose plugs to make sure but they fail. I really think that I have to be dreaming. I walk a few paces into an open area and swipe at the ceiling. I land hard. I do this several times. I just focus on floating the next time but I still land hard. I do however notice that the landing don't feel exactly really and the ceiling is lower than it should be. I am so caught up in making the RC's pass that I forget any goals.

Finally, I notice that I am feeling funny. I can feel the vibrations. I relax and close my eyes and focus on that for a bit. It gets stronger. I feel myself in bed now. I try to stand up and I am almost ejected out of bed. I open my dream eyes and get a brief view of a bright sunny day. I see a tree. Then it fades to black and I am standing next to my bed in the dimly lit bedroom.

I rush to the front door. On the way. I think about the light I saw. I focus on there being light outside. In about a second I am outside. There is a street lamp to my left that is so bright it is blinding to look at. I go left and the momentum takes me almost into the street. I notice the light does not light up the area but only allows me to see where I am looking. I see I am near the tree in my front yard.

I stop and rub my hands for stability. The only goal I can think of is making fire or at least some sort of energy can from my hands. I look at them and focus on feeling energy build up in my right hand. I can see nothing but I feel something.

Without warning I wake up.


I attempt to DEILD but the caffeine has me. The time is 5:13AM.

The next time I take caffeine during the week I will shoot for 4:30AM and maybe I will wake at 5:45ish. My alarm is 6AM.

I noticed a few things. I think the next time I get into SP vibrations, I should try to picture a remote location. Maybe, instead of seeing my bedroom I will be where ever I wish. If that doesn't work then maybe when I open my front door I can use expectation like I sometimes do to create a light source. This might get me some where with the TOMYs. I'm excited to try it!

So I took a nap today as per usual. While in my dream I began observing the people around me. There was a group of people toward the back of the room speaking in some strange language I've never heard before. There was a lady standing next to me and I asked her "am I dreaming?" Her reply was a simple no. I walked over to a sink and began washing my hands while looking around the room and thinking to myself "I'm dreaming."

Of course right then my alarm clock went off. Bummer!!

Last night I had a short DILD... The dream begins with me at my house texting my girlfriend. I am very tired and so I fall asleep on her and forget to respond. When I wake up, she has texted me a lot of times and is very concerned with how I am doing. She says that she is coming over to check on me. I look outside and see her car pulling up as well as my roommates car parked out front. So I call her and tell her I was just tired and fell asleep and that everything is alright. At first she doesn't believe that it is me on the phone so I spend some time convincing her. She then tells me that her friend needs an assignment printed out so I tell my parents we are going to spend the night at the dorm. They yell at me and say it is too late because it is 11pm but we leave anyway.When we get there, I find 3 of my friends and 3 of her friends already there having a party at our dorm. Her 3 friends keep on coming in and then randomly leaving so I decide that I want to find out what is going on. Out front of the dorm, the jeep is parked with the 3 girls in the back. The jeep starts to drive backwards and I glance at the driver's seat. It is empty. I notice that this is peculiar and then it hits me. I must be dreaming! To check I look over at the speed limit sign for the road they are driving on. Normally it is a 45mph street but the sign says 77mph. Since I know I am lucid, I really want everything to become very clear like I have read about in other people's lucid dreams. I scream at the top of my lungs that this is a dream but then i wake up! Unfortunately it is a false awakening where I just tell myself that I can't go back to bed I have to remember the LD. I don't remember anything after this. Somehow in the morning I remembered all of this happening! Quite surprising that I had a DILD when I have been solely focusing on WILD.

NON LUCID
*Montre goes to court and tracy is there to support him.

LUCID
*Flying towards the city in robot mode.
This dream starts off on my porch on the second floor. I thought to my self this is very strange for me to jump off of here, I must be dreaming! I am dreaming! I jump and land. Start to walk swinging this stick I had in my hand when I thought I saw something threating. Then this person I know from work walked around the corner and started throwing rocks at me. I started throwing rock back but I felt the person wasn't be beat by this method of battle. So I said aloud DISAPPEAR, then the person disappeared and the clothes were left. Then I ended up flying towards a huge beautiful city. I could hear my self breathing in a kind of robot mode.

*Where am I? France!
I knew I was dreaming and flying around a beautiful landscape in the middle of the day. I thought about asking the dcs where I was. I asked one lady something and I don't remember at this point. Then I asked another lady and she responded in french. I was very surprised how realistic her french sounded. I wondered if these were real words.

I'm writing this hours after I woke up, so I don't remember too much anymore.

I'm supposedly playing Portal, but in reality it's more like the moon base level of Killing Floor (minus the monsters). I get really excited when I see that other people are in the server with me, because I didn't remember Portal being a multiplayer game. The people in the server assume that I've gotten into the Portal series late, when really it's just been a long time. We keep having these mini "liftoffs" where we hold onto a handle and we are thrown into the air a little bit, and then there's zero gravity. Someone gives me the "Portal movie" and I put it into the DVD player. On a very large flatscreen TV (a little smaller than one at the movies, maybe), is a 2D animated movie about Chell. Now that I look back on it, even though it was supposed to be about Portal, she had her jumpsuit tied around her waist like Portal 2.

It was a great movie and it was really funny, even though at some parts it didn't really have to do with Chell or Portal at all. I was really excited that there was a good movie about my favorite game series. Later, I'm at this big grocery store where they have a mind-boggling amount of ice cream flavors, popsicle flavors, ice cream pop flavors, sundays, etc. There was also this small conveyor belt that you would sit on and you would grab office supplies off these little shelves as you rode along, and then when you got to the end of the belt, you payed and got off. I rode on it, but just to ride on it and not because I wanted office supplies. At the end, I felt embarrassed about it, so I told the cashier that I wanted those thin sticky notes. However, the ones I could find were pretty crappy quality.

Later, I can't get my friends to watch the Portal movie. Finally, they come in while I'm re-watching it, but they happen to come in during one of the parts that has nothing to do with Chell or Portal, so I become frustrated. At some point my parents are playing Yume Nikki hooked up to our TV because apparently it's now a console game. They know I love it so they wanted to try it out. They had only been playing it for a few minutes, but they weren't sure what to do at that point. I took the X-Box 360 controller from my mother and explained, while playing the game, that they would probably think it was actually fairly boring, since virtually all of it is just walking around and looking at things.

At some point, I'm lucid for a bit. I walk around and observe that everything is frustratingly fuzzy, but I forget to try to make anything more clear. I start flying for a bit over a bus that is driving down the road under me, and then I wake up(?).

www.dreamviews.com/blogs/the+sandman/lucid/

byThe Sandman, 10-13-2012 at 09:08 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)

CAN WILD SUCCESS

Please see this entry from the link above. This entry was a failed attempt and entering this dream in a custom page where I log all dreams infiltrated by my alarm: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/the+sandman/page190-alarm-infiltrated-dreams/

The "Like was in response to the dream--which I had double posted, and have now removed, including direction to the dream.

Method: DILD.
In the dream I'm at a party in a school or something, I don't really remember. It becomes nighttime and I venture out into the attic of the school for some reason. This is when I become lucid and I decide to go find the Lament Configuration (for those who don't know Hellraiser: it's a series of movies and graphic novels about a puzzle cube, called the Lament Configuration. When solved, it leads to the ultimate physical experience. ..in other words: Hell. In the first movie, it's also first used in an attic). It's there, and I know what it can do, so I'm very cautious. But then I remember hey, this is just a dream, so I just grab it, examine it from all angles and just take it downstairs.

While running outside, I remember I still have the darn thing in my hand. It's made of wood (in the movies as well) so I just drop it and it shatters on the ground.

The next "day" (still in the dream), I'm back at the school (ok, no time has passed at all, it just suddenly is daytime) and I decide to fly. I drop to the floor like always, but only hover about 1cm above it. That's odd, normally I hover a few inches. So I push myself up and it works, but not for long. I'm having difficulties staying airborne. I just give up and go inside the school's cafeteria.

There are a bunch of DCs there, and I decide to talk to one of them, a very pretty girl, about my age. She doesn't believe me, as is to be expected, so I just try and kiss her, just for fun. Because, whatever, right? She keeps turning away and I can feel my face sink into her cheek, it's a very curious feeling and I want to explore that feeling a bit more. I want to just pass through people and watch their reactions.

But then I wake up.