lucid

It's been a while since I've updated this (over a year), and I've just recently gotten back into lucid dreaming, so it's as good a time to write an entry as any.

I'm in a house, when I realize I'm dreaming and run outside. I'm in some sort of a town at sunset, and it's very beautiful, and so my first instinct is to leap up and try to fly. It doesn't work very well the first time, so I try again and get a little higher, and by the third time, I'm jumping higher than some of the buildings. The whole thing is very vivid, and I hang in the air for a little while, extremely happy. There's some sort of clock tower-like building near me, and I turn around upon seeing it and notice a large, scenic-looking lavender mountain wreathed in mist. I don't know why, but my first thought is that there must be cats on that mountain. I become determined to climb it.

The dream skips a bit, and I'm back at the house. It's still sunset, so not much time must have passed. I lose most of my lucidity at this point, or at least I'm not acting on it, but I still remember the mountain, and conveniently, the house is right next to it. The backyard of the house leads into a patch of sparse woods, which leads to the base of the mountain. I look over at the mountain, and, confirming my suspicions, notice multiple all-white cats crawling on it. Now even more set on climbing it, I begin plotting to do so, but I am first stopped by my family's former housekeeper in real life, Tricia (who, sadly, passed away from heart complications almost exactly a year ago), who tells me I need to eat dinner. She tosses a crepe into a pan next to another crepe that's almost done, and I wait a few seconds, and for some reason, I take the less-done crepe and start walking around, looking for something to fill it with. I remember thinking that I would be willing to eat it plain if it got me to the mountain faster, but I know that Tricia is going to make me fill it with something. I forget exactly what I filled it with, but I do remember sticking a large hunk of chicken in it. Immediately, I run outside, and begin climbing the mountain, but it has become a banister with a cellphone at the bottom.

There was also one point in the dream where I was slipping on the outside of a hockey rink, not on the actual ice, and I was embarrassed.

Well now, another lucid.


Oct. 25, 2011
I was following the dream plot for a while. I was on a school trip with some random people, and some others were trying to kill us. I don't remember much of that bit, except the place we were staying was all brown, and I wanted to wake up at one point. But then, I decided to take control of my dream, since I was, after all, lucid. I dove out a window headfirst and floated/glided to the ground, where I tumbled around and emerged muddy. I laughed, got up, and rubbed my hands together. They felt amazingly realistic- dusty and smooth. I marveled at how real everything looked. I was in someone’s garden. Then I leapt up and floated for another moment, and came upon a street sign leading into a brambly path saying “East End Avenue.” So I went in and ran, trying to bend air as I went and failing-ish. I followed the path all the way behind someone’s house, and they saw me. I tried to casually walk back, and they walked past me, and I said “Sorry about that, I was just-“ to a teenage boy, but he ignored me. Someone (there was a basketball court near their house) then commented, “I wish it wasn’t raining,” because it was drizzling, so I yelled, “Make it stop raining!” Unfortunately, it began pouring. I giggled and saw a bush with oranges that were slightly green, and I yelled, “Look! Real California oranges!” even though I wasn’t in California. Then I woke up.

As a side note, the dream started out lucid, even though this was a DILD. I remember wondering in the dream how I had become lucid. Oh, and this was the first time I flew well in an LD!
Lucid Non-lucid

I was in the dining room of my house. I decided to go into the backyard and attempt to fly. First, though, I would get a trinket out of my pocket to "help" me fly. I checked my first pocket. Nothing. I checked my second, and found a fabric pizza. It would have to do. So I went into the backyard and leapt off a tree I had climbed, and, with a shock, I realized I was staying in the air! So, I began moving around, and I zoomed back into the house, back into the dining room, and back into the backyard. I landed and walked through a gate into the front yard. I was about to start walking when my mom caught hold of me and dragged me back inside. I asked if I could go outside. Reluctantly, she let me go. I began to walk, and I came to a street I had never seen before. I jumped off a tree and tried to fly again, but my mom caught me again. It was Easter dinner, and my dad had made oatmeal and couscous with tomato sauce (???). I lost lucidity as I gaped at the food. At that point, I woke up.

I was being chased and shot at by a woman with a gun. I realized I was dreaming. I didn't want her to be here, obviously, so I tried to make her disappear. No luck. So I turned a corner, and mentally willed her not to be there when I looked back. She wasn't.
The next thing I remember is looking at a large map on some virtual reality map computer program, except with no computer. My sister said she wanted to go to a country called "Izzy" on the map (maybe in my next LD I'll find that map again and explore further. It'll be my little teleportation device). I decided to test the map to see if I could, in fact, beam down to Izzy. After all, I was dreaming. I found a "zoom in" button and began to zoom in until I was standing in Izzy. At first I thought I saw a burger joint, but it was just a bench with a neon sign advertising french fries. I was in a library, because there were many shelves of books. I decided to explore further (by the way, this part of the dream looked a lot like a 3d game). I saw a plant in its holder on the ground.
I wondered if I should try to fly or something; I didn't want to waste the dream. But it was just as much fun looking around the dreamscape, so I continued my exploration.
I walked toward the exit and saw a woman with spiky black hair. I paused, because she looked so real (maybe she was my DG), and told myself to remember the dream.
I walked outside. I was in a red-brick, large alley. I could see a city street in the distance, and I began running. To make the dream more vivid, I yelled, "Increase vividness!" and nothing happened. I ditched that idea and looked at the overcast sky. I said, "Clouds, go away! Sun, come out!" or at least tried to. I couldn't open my mouth, so I tried again. This time I could say it, but I felt the dream slipping away; the image was becoming grainy. I closed my eyes and yelled, "Stabilize!" I tried to open them and focused on the dreamscape for a moment, but then my real eyes stretched open.