LiamDreamer

My dream recall is overall poor, although it has been a week of 2 lucid dreams.

Last night I remember my pants being down a lot. Very vague, but I distinctly recall looking at how black my legs became with mud from all this not wearing pants.

Final dream was interesting - I could tell after waking that if I returned to sleep I would return to the dream, however this did not happen lucidly. I replayed my last dream in a different form. I'm going after my evil twin who we hook up to a machine that makes him blow up. I'm being helped by ex-IRA bombers, who point out that the picture of a man on a tool box was the man that taught them how to do this. We watch when it finally blows in a big mushroom cloud, them describing it as a "fine bomb", with a shock wave that extends out for miles. I wake up as it catches us. It's bizarre how in dreams I would allow working with scum like that when in reality I hate them.

This demonstrates 2 reasons meditation may help. 1 - remember dreams better. 2 - drifting back into dreams lucidly should happen easily.

First one I lost a lot of the memory of because I didn't write it down quick enough. I remember having a dream within a dream, where I was sleeping on a matress on the floor of a flat. I think I was out with dream characters and/or friends but mainly copped that I was dreaming and tried to do magic as it usually worked in previous lucid dreams. It didn't work and eventually I woke.

2nd one I'm showing my Dad my flat and slowly but surely I figure I'm dreaming as he seems to be under a subtle control from my mind. I'm also aware the flat is way more spacious than mine and as he talks to my niece I find she's invisible to my eye. I think this and my Dad then says something about it being typical of a dream. I'm annoyed at him not saying goodbye as he leaves and I wake up.

I had this dream this morning - I'm on a ship writing a letter to my dad about how trying to rescue someone could cause us to sink. I can hear myself in a film-style voiceover saying a line from the letter that is quite poetic and profound like "Just one call of distress can send us all to our doom". Next scene I hear an eery distress call and it's like watching a movie - I can see the gigantic ship I'm on sinking - I think that bit might be directly from "Life of Pi". Next scene I'm in the movie again, as it were, drowning outside the ship on a stormy night. But I see my fellow mermaids and realise I'm a male of their species and suddenly rise up through the water, it's more like as if gravity has decided to change direction for me only. I'm above the water and flying, which suddenly stabilises without me necessarily controlling it and it's a bright sunny day in a nice bay. Then I realise I'm dreaming. For a few seconds I enjoy my flight without control then I decide to stabilise the dream and, on the advice received last night at a lucid dreaming group, try to rub my hands together. But instead I wake up.

The fact that I tried stabilising is a good sign and I'm sure I just need my mind practiced and in the right place for it to work. Also it's the first time I had one while having to do something the next day (I was in work today) as usually the stress free atmosphere had helped.

And finally, as in my lucid dream 2 weeks ago and the semi-lucid one last Monday, waking up for real was exhilirating experience.

In the main dream I've just pulled a blonde that looks like Cameron Diaz and she's on top kissing me. Then suddenly she turns nasty and turns out to be actually a demon that continuously tries to choke and strangle me. I run away and get a ghost hunter/exorcist who's got equipment to detect her. We're in the bathroom of my Dad's house as they look for her and I'm thinking something's amiss then I look through the glass panel on top of the bathroom door I see her grinning evilly at me, almost telepathically telling me she's put a spell on them so they can't detect her. She comes after me then I false awaken.

In this part of the dream I have a wife and am glad everything's ok. At some point I realise my wife is actually the demon from the original part of the dream. I think about if this is a dream and do a reality check, sticking my finger against my hand. It doesn't go through, but I can tell from the skin bubbles that pop out in the air that I'm not in reality. Immediately I false awaken again before the demon can get me again.

This time I'm in my bedroom, a false version of my bedroom. I reality check straight away, but don't notice anything amiss. The skin bubbles aren't there and I guess I've done that one in the real world too much. I mosy around thinking about what I'll do for the day and then abruptly actually awoke. I didn't actually RC again, I could tell from the intensity that I was awake.

I'm finding it hard to call that a lucid dream - I think the best description of it is as fully lucid at 2 brief moments. Nevertheless, using RCs in dreams is a breakthrough as I can see the challenge in using them to become fully lucid and in control. I've been decreasing my use of them a lot lately and I think I'll take that a step further by only using them in dreams if possible. Also preferable is to take control - part of me let the demon take charge in the 2nd part of my dream.

The fully lucid dream I had last week has one similarity in the sensation of actually awakening, which is way more amazing than from a non-lucid dream.

I finally had a lucid dream last nite - 3 weeks after joining this site, not my first of my life.

I see myself in a bedroom in the dark. There's 2 bunks there (in reality I sleep by myself in a double bed) then I think "I'm dreaming?" and celebrate a lucid dream at last as I remember where I am in bed, no need for reality checks here. Probably not the best thing, as my dream never stabilises. I enjoyed it tho - 3-5 minutes of conjuring up beautiful girls from my life and not really doing much. I also became too aware of really being in bed and how comfortable I was and eventually awoke, doing a reality check confirming I have awoken.