J.D.

19.04.2010

When I Get That Feelin'... (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I got up for a while after that last one, but I was still shattered so I hit the hay once more.

I got three separate blasts of sleep paralysis right after each other. This time, I was far more aware of what was going on than before. The first two came over me like a switch had been flicked and my body had shut down. However I was still aware of my breathing, which suddenly became quite difficult. It felt like I was breathing with my stomach rather than my chest. That, combined with trying too hard to visualise a dream scene and jump in early caused the first two SP episodes to end. On the third, I just let it happen on its own. I heard people talking around me about betting on the Grand National. It sounded like I was in a bookies. I "spoke", saying I'd placed a £500 bet on the horse that won, and a cheer erupted all around me. It was a glorious sound, so I rewound and did it again.
"I bet £500 on the winning horse!" A louder cheer, and I was in. Sure enough, I was in the bookies round the corner from my house, which I had actually been in on the day of the Grand National. I looked around at the collection of people standing around, and spotted my girlfriend. We spent the next 15 minutes getting it on. When I woke up I tried to DEILD for round two, but sadly no luck!