lucidkara

My aunt Beth and Uncle Ray had sent me photos of this really nice place they were staying in in South East Asia. Somehow I was sucked through the images and found myself there. The place was fascinating, carpeted floors stretched around private pools and hot tubs. They had managed to bring their dog max who was hopping in and out of the pool playfully. My uncle was sitting at the edge of the hot tub, pouring champagne right from the bottle into his mouth. Beth was sliding down a slide the lead to the pool and giggling like a little girl. I felt such joy for them and wondered if it would be affordable if Allen and I stayed a month there. I asked the owner and he said that a month would be $6,500... Jk I thought to myself. We all went walking around and found a lady doing aerial performance tricks on a high set swing. She was asking people to try and they couldnt/ were to scared to. This seemed to make her feel superior. I told her that I was an aerial rope performance artist and she let me try. I did a sequence of tricks she shouted out at me and she was impressed. A group of people started to clap and I felt filled with joy and accomplishment.

Was driving through a city like Seattle trying to get to my yoga class. For some reason I had a suspended license and this made really nervous of getting caught. Made it to the class but was extremely late. Fucked around on the fabrics for a bit and then decided that it was time to go home. Felt extremely nervous about driving and asked Allen to come and get me.

Was driving with Carla and Riley in my car. We were supposed to o back to our old house and fallow Dad but we went a wrong way and decided to find an alternate route home. Riley was just a baby in this dream. We stopped by a mall and found a restaurant to order lunch from. For some reason I was extremely excited about the quesadilla I ordered. Riley was getting hungry and since Carla was absolutely useless, I decided to venture out into the mall to find a place that would carry baby formula. This part of the dream lasted forever and felt annoying. I just kept walking in what felt like circles looking for a place. Finally I found a Safeway kind of place right next to the restaurant we were at. I figured the food must be there by now and I could make Carla run next door to get it since I had spent what felt like an hour searching.
***Right before I get there my alarm wakes me up to make remind me to move to the couch to increase my chances of having a lucid. I was still all worked up about this quesadilla though and really was eager to fall back into the same dream. I lay down and start imagining the restaurant..***
I was back in that same mall with the same restaurant only this time Carla and Riley were gone and I was trying to set up a stripper pole at its entrance. Everyone working there were in their early twenties and were getting a kick out of the idea. I even had a robot stripper who would work the pole when “turned on” lol. It was all really funny until the boss came in. Then everyone stopped laughing and and hussled to look busy. The “boss” made me get ride of the pole so I gave it to a guy at the neighboring store. After the boss let a manager if his, a blonde haired girl around 25 told me that I could start bar tending there if I would like. I dont know how to make drinks, let alone drink myself, but I took the job anyways. Allen was now in the dream also working there as a waiter. I was nervous about working as a bartender .

I was back in Europe and Amy was with me. I felt like we were in Greece but I don’t quite remember. We were at this famous dock that was known for having lots of shark spotting’s there. It was like an old make shift dock with slabs of sun bleached wood nailed together and posts on the sides. The dock must have only been 5 feet wide and 50 feet long. The water of the Mediterranean directly below was crystal blue and only about 10 feet deep so you could perfectly see the white sands at the bottom. But what arrest my attention was not the beautiful dock or the clarity of the sea beneath, but rather the abundance of large, incredible sharks swimming passively right under me. It was like clockwork, every few moments (maybe 30 seconds to a minute) another massive shark would swim slowly underneath me. Giant whale sharks, over sized nurse sharks, long thresher’s, wide mouth basking sharks, all casually migrating by me. Amy was at a gazebo near the dock. The gazebo was placed at the back side of a restaurant and was all made of white stucco like concrete. As I took pictures with my phone (dream sign) of the sharks I shouted back at her in amazement. I had this feeling that I should be careful with my phone for I might drop it into that water and as I repositioned my body I did just that. It was strange because normally this would have really upset me or pissed me off but I was to happy to really care. The only thing that troubled me was that I had lost the pictures I took. I yelled out to tell Amy what happened and she shouted for me to come grab her phone to use it instead. I joyfully walked off the dock to her table, and plopped down into a chair at her table and examined her salad as she dug her phone at for me. I stole a taste of it and savored its sweet dressing and leafy green spinach. When she handed me her phone I walked back over to the dock.

I was making sure that I was holding her phone more carefully then I did my own and began to snap shots again. A baby whale shark passed under me and Allen was suddenly next to me. I pointed the shark out to him, explaining what it was and pointing out its white spots. Allen was amazed like a little kid would be, asking me a million questions. Its sort of funny because at one point he asked me if we would see any great whites and I laughed that they didn’t swim in the Mediterranean (funny because none of the sharks I dreamt really do). Allen had vanished from my dream and my uncle Kyle and his wife Erica had appeared on the dock and I waved them over. Then my dad appeared (dream sign, he’s been dead for 4 years now) and I excitedly flagged him down as well. The dock started to fill with strangers and then a “dock tour guide” appeared and asked if everyone was ready to take the dock out on open water so that we could examine more shark specimens. This meant that the dock was mobile, I was stoked. My dad ( huge shark buff) began to point to different species of sharks and expain different characteristics and facts to each one. After some time the boat docked and the guide said that we would be offered some free chocolate milk and that the tour would pick up again. He also said that if we wanted some cookies or macaroons that we would first have to impress a small panel of authentically dressed African leaders. I took my free chocolate milk, slurping it down through a fat red straw, and enjoyed its cool taste. Everyone got into a line to dance for the African leaders. I pooped my head into a very sterile grey bathroom to see that two ladies were having a serious conversation and then decided to get in line as well. The African leaders played some sort of salsa music and were not impressed by the nervous dancing styles of the other people. They looked utterly bored. When it was my trun I decided to give them a good laugh. I said that I couldn’t dance for shit so I turned my butt towards them and started to shake it. I then went on to do the “salt shaker”, “running man”, and many other classic horrible moves. Everyone in the room and the leaders began to laugh. They decided that I had “earned” my cookies and I walked on to get them. The dock guide announced that we would be getting back on the tour soon and to hurry up. My dad was ranting on about all the awesome sharks that we were about to see up close and I was getting super excited. I had noticed that I had somehow lost my chocolate milk and decided to run to get a new one. I was feeling such joy and then waking life Allen woke me up. >=/

This was one of the most enjoyable dreams that I have had in a while, even more then my recent lucids. Since I believe that there is no real difference between memories of a waking life and memories of a dream, I place this memory as one of the happiest moments in my life. Something about all those amazing sharks, clear blue waters, warm sunny sky, and talking marine life with my dad again brought me such a sense of joy and peace. I was pretty bummed when Allen woke me up from it before it had ended but I am just thankful for the experience.

I was back at Pacific Fire Festival (festival for the fire art artist) but this time Allen and I had brought along the whole group; Leo, German, Dina, Izra, Stephany, Yeva. We had been trying to pick out a good spot to camp and since our perfect location last year was too small for all of us they all decided on a horrible location. Instead of being nestled between the forest and the ocean, they chose horrible event camping like there was at Electric Forest last year. Our neighbors were these two guys I went to high school with. I tried to talk to them and for some reason they had totally blown me off. This sort of overwhelmed me and I said that there was no way in hell that I was going to camp there. I decided to set out foot on my own for a new place where all of us could fit. For a while I was just going to different camping areas and seeing how full they were, this lasted a while. As I continued it started to get dark, really dark. Soon enough I was walking in pitch black alone but still I was determined to find a spot. In the distance I could see lightening hitting, once about every 5 seconds. With each hit I noticed that it was striking closer and closer to me and I was walking right towards it. I felt a sense of danger and began to run the opposite direction. As I ran I couldn’t see anything in front of me and eventually I ran directly into a tree that seemed to bend and curve to my body as we collided. Even in that moment I had a sense that that was strange but I just continued to run. I saw a dim light coming from a small building in the distance and I knew that I would find Allen in there. When I got inside the are seemed slightly fractal as if I were on shrooms or something. I started to explain the lightening danger I was just in and then without any doubt or doing a single reality check I knew that I WAS DREAMING!!! Instantly the dream shifted and I was driving a car on a rock side cliff road really fast. Recently when I became lucid I was doing this same thing but not on a rock side cliff and I chickened out from seeing what would happen if I let myself crash. I had this strange feeling that I was somehow given a second chance and meant to experience this. I decided to go for it. I did a quick nose plug breathing reality check just to make sure before I drove full speed into the rock wall but instead of the car just crashing I gently bounced off of the wall, straight up into the air. As I made my decent down towards the ground, the ground acted like a marshmallow and I sank right into a new dream setting. AMAZING!! I have never been gifted in teleporting in dreams but I think that’s because I always try Allen’s method of drawing a portal in the air with your finger. I then came up with this realization in the dream that I have to find my own way to portal to a new dream and that crashing could be a great method for me (I am sure this isn’t good for everyone as the excitement might wake them). My new setting was awesome. I was in a dense tropical forest lush light greens, rocks, and a flowing river. I was there with a group of explorer DC’s, all of us dressed in that stereotypical tan explorers shorts, shirts, and hats. As we walked over some rocky area I noticed that I could slam my feet into the rocks beneath me and they would compress under my foot like a marshmallow. If I pushed hard enough I would be stepping into a gewy white center of the rocks. I bent down to taste the gewy centers and it tasted just like a marshmallow after you have cooked it in a fire. I was laughing and felt so pleased by this bizarre little world, just like a child might. My DC’s were pretty quite and I was loudly carrying on to them about how amazing lucid dreams are and about all the strange places they could take you. I would find something like a leaf or a rock in the dense forest and describe to them (really to myself) about how it can be exactly like in waking life and how you have the ability to shift it if you wish into something totally different. Finally we reach this very mall dock with an assortment of 2 to 3 person boats tethered on. I chose a two person boat and picked out a female Dc to company me. I plopped into the boat and some water trickled in do to my jump. She climbed into the boat with me and we started to set sail down the river. I was taking not of the almost greenish yet still very clear water bellow me and how all the trees were making arch ways of foliage so dense above us that you wouldn’t see the sky. I felt a sense of calm and power here. I wake.

People are starting to become zombies, it only take one bit from a zombie to turn you into one as well and mutations were happening quickly. The dream first took place in a mall, where one girl with short brown hair was slowly attacking people and turning them. Panic breaks loose in the mall. Dream shifts and I am in a small town where it seems half the population has become a zombie. At one point my grandparents and I are at a table and they were casually explaining to me while buttering toast that you just need to lock yourself up in your home and you will be safe since the zombies are too stupid to break in. I didn’t have a home in this town so I was forced to continue to just run around the town and try to hide from them. There was also a T-Rex zombie attacking people but he was incredibly slow and stupid and not a huge threat. At one point I am hiding under a table and he hovers over me and I easily make an escape running from him and hiding behind a wall nearby. I started to grow tired of all the running and I wanted to seek out a place to rest. I see Gary, the owner of my yoga studio nearby and I ask him if he knew of a place to go. He pointed me to a door and said that there was a bed inside. I went inside to find a mother and her young child resting under a blanket. I had shut the door behind me and examined them. They didn’t appear to be zombie but I didn’t want to take any chances and I stood near the door. Finally after no one saying a word the young boy looked up at his mother and said “mother, can we eat her?”. Long teeth grew from his mouth. I knew that these weren’t any ordinary zombies and I turned to open the door. For some reason I couldn’t grasp the knob very well and struggled, unable to open the door. I turned back towards the two and started to scream as loud as I could “Gary!!! Help me!!! Help me Gary!!! They are going to eat me!!!!”. Gary busted in the door quickly and jumped over the two zombies holding them down. He shouted for me to run. This image now make me laugh because he was in his little black yoga shorts and had his hair up in his long pony tail. I don’t know why but the image of this coming to save me from a zombie attack brings me to giggle. I wake.

Cant remember the first part of the dream but I was driving down a back-road very fast and I noticed that I couldn't really gauge the speed. I felt that same watter-y-ness to the air that I experience in dreams and had a strong hunch that I was dreaming. I did nose check after nose check and they all cleared but I had to make sure since I was driving. Once more with my foot I felt like I couldn't gauge the speed very well and so I decided to look down at my hands. I did and saw an outrageous number of fingers and instantly was 100% positive. I then looked forward onto the road and saw that not to far away was a turn. I had this almost devilish thought to see what would happen if I went full speed at it. I pressed my foot all the way down, petal to metal and me speed started to grow. Then I had this sinking feeling that it could end bad or I could wake up. I decided to slow down but at least step on the break and get to enjoy a really cool burn out. I did so and the car shrieked to a halt. I drove up this huge hill where it looked like a casino was on top. When I got out of the car I focused my energy into my right palm and shot an ice ball out of my hand at the casino. I remember smiling a little at this but I could tell it wasn't enough. I paused for a moment and really looked around me. The sky looked like shades of orange and purple, the sun was MASSIVE and setting slowly. Big shadows stretched from objects. I went to do my 3 jumps super mario style to fly bout found this weird heaviness in the air and I wasnt really motivated to do the third jump to fly. My jumps were very short. I have never before had trouble flying in a lucid but I did here. I decided to see what my subconscious had in store for me inside the building but as I approached it I woke.

Bits and pieces are whats left of this dream.
Was at someone house, a social gathering. Everyone in the dream was a DC except for myself and this guy in high school who used to have a huge crush on me. I was sort of ignoring him and talking with the other females at the party. We were standing on a lavish balcony all wearing black cock tail dresses, drinking white wine out of wine glasses. Suddenly a bunch of spiders crawled onto the deck by my feet. They were pretty big and normally this would have really freaked me out but they looked just like the spider monsters in Diablo 3 and I had this urge to step on all of them with my heels until every last one of them were crushed. One even got into my hair and I batted it out and crushed it. )Seriously proud of myself here, this would normally be a nightmare for me). Some time goes by, something happens were there is an orgy upstairs and everyone has moved inside and is laughing about it. I go to text Allen that I missed him and Matt (the dude I was ignoring from high school) walks up to me and tries to proposition me. I cant remember how this went down exactly but I remember strongly rejecting him. It had something to do with the orgy upstairs. As I start to turn away he throwns up on my chest. This disgusted me and I began to vomit and swear at him. He runs off to a corner and continues to vomit. I run off to a DC friend and start to take off my dress with my eyes closed and she it trying to wipe the puke off of my dress. I was absolutely livid. I wake. Ewww.

I remember waking up in the middle of the night, maybe around 2 or 3 am. I can remember feeling so excited because I had just had a lucid dream and I was wanting to write it down. My phone was not placed on my night stand and I had nothing to record the dream on. Instead of crawling out of bed to get my phone or laptop, I decided that it would be safe to just write it in the morning. This was a stupid mistake since all that I can remember now from that dream was that I was flying at one point. Pitty, but this seems to be a regular thing for me.

I was at some giant concert/rave thing with Allen and all of his cousins. I can remember walking back and forth from the building to the car several times to grab different things. It was sunny and warm out, strange for a rave. I had made some sort of weird make shift bra out of aluminum foil and was second guessing that decision. I kept asking Stephanie if I had made a poor choice in clothing. Finally after our last trip to the car I noticed that several people from high school were there and people from Allens high school too. I had lost Allen in the crowd and started to look for him. I was growing irritated because people from my high school days kept coming up to me and trying to make conversation but I had no interest in them. Finally I decided to take a break from my search and go to the women's bathroom to seek a place to hide and cool off for a bit. I was impressed when I went inside the bathroom because the decor did not at all matched that of the giant grey cement building. It was lavish, with vintage pink walls, elegant white couches, large round fountains and mirrors, and layers upon layers of red Persian carpets overlapping each other. This space gave me a sence of peace and decadence.
*Dream sort of fades into the next scene*
I am inside this small two bedroom home. Aliens had taken over human form, destroying the human as they take form. My roommate (a fictional femal character) had taken over this form. I had convinced her that I too was an alien that had taken over the human body form of Kara and their was no need to destroy me. She was planning our trip back to the mother planet and packing various random things to bring along in our travels to study back on our home planet. I can remember that these chosen items were very random unimportant objects, like cheep plastic folding chairs, beach umbrella, a ball. It was all very silly and yet terrifying that she could at any minute figure out I was a fake and kill me. I was trying to find a good way to escape her unnoticed so that I would not have to board ship with her. Just then I get a knock at my door. It was my dad (huge dream sign since he has been past away for many years now). I was relieved and yet frightened to see him. I told him to wait at the door and I went in to tell the alien roommate who was at the door. I explained that it was in fact a human but that their was no need to destroy him since he helped many of us aliens get important information from the human race. I said that he had come to pick up an old painting of his that was at the house. She agreed to let me give him the painting and went back to her packing. I went back outside and as quickly and quietly as I could I explained the situation to him and that he would have to drive us to safety as quickly as he could. As I explained this I was getting annoyed because people kept approaching us, first an old woman, then a man, to get loans from my dad on jewelry. The ladies ring was a giant ruby that caught my eye but I quickly shoo'd her away. My dad hopped into a red pick up truck and waited for me. I went inside to grabbed the painting and I explained to the roommate that I would be putting it in his car for him. She came out as well and a weird space like car (that ran just like a regular car) was waiting for her. As I slid the panting in the narrow back seat of my dads truck I quickly hopped in and told him to step on it and he did. I looked to the back seat and saw my old dog Buddy, a black lab (also dead), and my currrent dog Baron (a pug). They brought a huge smile to my face and I grabbed Baron, set him in my lap, and gave him a squeeze. For some reason we decided to drop the car off somewhere to confuse the aliens if the were looking for us and headed out in the opposite direction on foot. Buddy was on a leash but Baron ran free and this made me nervous. I swept Baron into my arms and carried him the rest of the way. Dad and I spoke casually, laughing and slowly forgetting about the alien invasion as we neared my gmas old house. When we went inside the whole family was there, grandma was making a yummy smelling dinner. This brought me a huge sense of comfort and ease. I wake.

IM BACK!!!! !!!!!!! Have had so many lucids and wonderful vivid dream this summer but since I was traveling the whole summer & moving I never made time for keeping record. Really, even those excuses arnt good enough though. So sad remembering waking up after a lucid and becoming inspired to write them down again and then letting the distractions of waking life take that away. Those dreams have faded now but my desire to be regularly lucid has grown stronger. How can a once lucid person ever sacrifice their wonderful adventure filled dream life for a waking life that can never live up to those expectations. In reality, I was just being flat unconscious. But now I am here again, new dream journal downloaded and ready to begin. I hope to once attain the same lucidity that I once had 2 years ago when I was at my peak of recall. Anyways, here is my most recent lucids, the only ones I can remember from the summer (unfortunate since I remember being more stoked on the other ones)

I was going out to a night club alone, Allen stayed at home and I really wished him to come along. When I arrived I had a private table waiting for me yet no friends to share it with. This felt strange to me, probably my first hunk that I was in a dream. Suddenly G, Izra, & Stephanie all appeared. They were all out clubbing and decided to join me. I felt at peace now that I was not alone but this only made me miss Allen more since they all are his cousins. We sat at my table relaxing on oversize red velvet couches, sipping what I think I recall to be Tokyo Ice Teas. I realized that I was hungry and suddenly a McDonalds appeared inside the bar. I made no thought to the sudden appearance of the greasy fast food joint, but rather questioned why it would be in a night club at all and relished in the brilliance having fast food so close to people heavily intoxicated. Someone in the group had text Allen apparently and said that he was on his way to pick all of us up. I was so happy. When he did I hopped into the front passenger seat and G sat in the middle back with Stephanie and Izra on either side. As we drove I noticed that cops were doing random sobrity testing and so Allen drove a different way to avoid the traffic. Suddenly as we drove past all the light poles, one by one they began to collapse. How could this be happening I thought? This is where the dream would have turned into a nightmare if it wasnt for the fact that I just then realized that I was dreaming. "Oh my god we're dreaming you guys!!!" I shouted. Allen looked over at me knowingly and nodded his head yes with a fat grin on his face. He said "I know, I know, this is a dream". The weird part about this was that usually I am very aware that Allen is just a dream character due to his behavior in the dream but for this particular lucid I truly believed that it was him. I turned to G to see his reaction. G is notoriously the most lucid person in our group of friends but I could sense that he was unsure about we were actually in a dream. Allen said to him "look, I can prove it, watch the billboards". As we passed a billboard allen concentrated on the picture and then the picture completely changed into something else. Him and I both laughed and then I did the same to the next billboard, turning its boring grey blue advertisement into hot pink with a sexy lady on it. Allen and I cheered and continue to repeat this for several more billboards, taking turns and making our little creations. G seemed to be in a fog, he was semi lucid but there seem to be this sleepy block that wasn't allowing him to be fully with us. We pull over and stop at this building made of boring grey cement. Allen and I are ranting on and on to the others about how wonderful lucid dreaming is and all the endless possibilities. Allen shoots some sort of fire ball out of his hands as I shoot Ice balls out of mine. We are shooting them at the walls of the building as we enter. I notice that Stephanie is having a very long boring conversation with this short haired petite blonde dream character. Normally I would never interrupt someone but I knew it was just a DC and it didnt matter. I push my way inbetween them and look Steph close in the eyes and loudly ask her why she is wasting her time with the DC. She should try and harness a power of some sort, change the wall color, do something to fully experience the dream. She seems slightly unresponsive and confused. I decided not to waste my time any longer on trying to make her more lucid and I go back to G. We are standing at the top of a stair well and I am holding his shoulders, looking him in the eyes and trying to help him become more present. I can tell that he is on the cusp of realization. He then mentions something to me about what I should do if I wake up soon. I tell him in a strong voice to never talk about waking up while I am in a dream, it is a sure fire way to end it. The dream starts to deteriorate, I sense the end is soon. I quickly turn away from him and begin to rub my hands together, focusing on them and the dream stabilizes. I am I stop. I start to walk away from G but then he is suddenly in front of me. With his sleepy dazed eyes and relaxed expression he calmly says "wake up" and I do. Little bastard!! lol

I was going to move the Madison and I had not yet. Allen and I were going to have to stay in the janitors old unit before a place would be ready for us. The place had old dirty carpets, 70's green sinks, horrible 60's fake wood doors, and a long list of other bad things. However, there was this really beautiful and wonderful energy there. The lighting was really good, the fireplace was gorgeous marble, and the living room was 2 stories tall. We went into the master bedroom and found a lot of left behind crappy furniture and shelves filled with action figures in the box and unopened bags of potato chips. Allen and I started to make remarks about how the guy lived there must have been a real weirdo and we snickered as we tossed a lot of the stuff in the trash. Just then I had this realization that the action figures may actually be worth a lot of money. Allen started to put those in a box carefully so that we could go get them appraised. Just then an even bigger realization came,I WAS DREAMING!!! I stopped what I was doing and looked around the room. I instantly knew that Allen was just a DC and not the real Allen so I didnt even bother to discuss the matter with him. I could feel the almost water-y-ness to the air, the same feeling I always experience when I am dreaming. It became so clear to me, how could I not know when I was dreaming, there is such a distinct difference to me. I then did the fingure check just for the hell of it because I always had fun doing it. As I looked down and saw what must have been at least 15 or more fingers there I busted out in a laughter. I walked across the hall to a mirror. I have always had weird experiences looking in mirrors while being lucid but I quickly grew bored and decided to walk outside. Autumn leaves were falling and the trees had shades of reds, yellows, and orange. There was a crispness to the hair. I paused and breath in. A family walked by me and I thought that this would be a good time to fly since it had been a while. I ran and had jumped twice before my third hope let me take off for air. This always is how it happens in lucids, I think it was from playing to much mario 64 as a kid since that same wooshy motion is how I fly as well. I flew pretty low for the ground for a few minutes before I landed again. Then suddenly, I woke.

I was stuck between my dream and waking life. I became fully conscious at some point in the middle of the night and I could feel strong vibrations. My room was fully dark with a glimmer of moon light. I was focusing on relaxing my limbs and remembering to stay lucid. I felt a shift and I recognized that I was now in a dream. I excitedly and childishly began to crawl out of bed. In the dream I was in my room and it looked exactly as it did in waking life. The DC Allen grabbed my ankle and told me to come back. I looked back at him and he had this suggestive look in his eyes that made it clear it was my subconscious wanting to turn this into a sex dream. I quickly rejected him with a smile and said that there are far better things to do in a dream than THAT. I turned back around and started to crawl out again when I felt a pull in my body. I experienced the sensation of being sucked back into my body. I laid there for a while with the strangest awareness of both my dream body and my waking life body. Since both bodies had the exact same surrounding it was hard to determine which one I was in. After a while of drifting between the two I opened my eyes and THOUGHT that I was in my waking life body. I closed them again and they instantly reopened but NOW I was in my actual body. The sensation in my body was different now and I was certain that I was awake. I tried to get that same falling feeling and the vibrations back but I was too alert. I have this incredible ability to fall asleep on command if I please but it requires me to instantly lose consciousness. After attempting to go back into the dream for a bit, I resorted to giving up and getting some sleep. I was out immediately.

I contribute this dream to a meteorology test I had to take online before bed. =) I was staying at some tropical resort with a DC family. I had parents and a younger sister. A hurricane inclosing on the island and it was raining buckets and the wind was blowing rapidly. I happen to be a HUGE fan of storms and was not frightened by this but actually excited. I stood on an outdoor staircase and attempted to take a picture of palm trees that were nearly bent to the ground due to the high wind speeds. I can remember feeling the wind nearly take my breath away. I should have realized right then that this was a dream since taking pictures with my phone of nature is one of my very biggest dream signs. I stood in the stair way for a while before a DC yelled for me to come down from there and get inside the main lodge. I did I was told. People were panicked in the lodge. They said that a storm surge would be hitting and that the sea levels would rise an estimated 15 meters in a few hours. My mother and father escorted me and my sister to a hill and had us climb to the top. We were alone on the hill. I looked down and saw several families stuck in the center of the bridge. Huge waves were rising 20 feet over their heads and then crashing down on top of them. I said out loud that I hope that the bridge doesn’t break under those waves and just as I said it the center of the bridge split into two and everyone feel into the rushing water below. Normally I would feel panicked and frightened for the drowning DC’s but for some reason I disassociated myself with what was happening. It was almost comical to me that these people were being swallowed by the sea as I stood safe on top of a hill. (Really should have known by now it was a dream). The storm started to die down and the sea levels lowered. Survivors were making their way back to the lodge to look for their loved ones. I saw my DC father and asked him were my DC mother was. He looked weary and told me that she didn’t make it. Suddenly I had this flash back to how my DC sister and I made it to the top of the hill. My mother had transformed into a gigantic green lizard (resembling the loc-ness monster) and pushed us to the top with her head. She had gone to save those who were drowning in the water and ended up drowning herself. For the first time in the dream I was a little sad. My poor lizard mama I thought to myself. I wake. …….WTF?

In waking life I have ordered a new contact spinning staff from Australia and I am waiting for it to come in the mail. In my dream it had come and I was really excited. I tore open the packaging with such delight and began to adjust the colors how I wanted. I was going to go to some rave/festival thing that night in a HUGGGEEEE warehouse with concrete floors. Allen was with me helping me adjust my color settings. When I got done we first had to do some grocery shopping before I could spin it. I brought it inside with me and held it in my arms, smiling as we walked. We encountered a man who was dressed in all wind breaker type clothing who was yelling into his cell phone. It was clear he was a coach of some sort and Allen and I made small jokes about his anger problems to each other. We grabbed what we needed from the store and left. Now we were outside and it was time to try out the new staff. Allen is better than I am but I am not to horrible in my waking life. But for some reason here in my dream state I couldn’t spin it for the life of me. I kept dropping it on the hard pavement over and over again. I couldn’t even spin it once on my back without it falling off behind me. Allen kept making comments about how shitty I was doing and he kept making comments about how I didn’t deserve to have such a nice staff. Eventually I was in tears and he took it from me and said that it was going to be his staff now. He started to spin it beautifully and I felt such shame and embarrassment. I woke. =(

I cant remember too much of my dreams last night. I know that it was an eventful night but when I woke up most of it escaped me. Here are the bits I can remember. I am not really too upset by this considering how AWESOME my night before was!! =D

Was in the Bellevue area with Allen. Everything outside was built for sunny weather, exposed hallways, outdoor restaurants, ect. It was really sunny out. I cant recall what we were doing but we were on some sort of self fulfilling prophecy. We were in a good mood but obviously in a hurry. It reminded me of the time we went to the vitamin shop in Bellevue during one hot summer day. I have no clue why. Skip forward and we are out running around at night. The moon was full and the air was warm.

Very successful night for me! OBE & LUCID!

At first I experienced an out of body experience. It was about 12 am. I was dozing off on the couch, unwilling to drag myself into bed as my boyfriend was playing a computer game. He was chatting with his cousin who I could hear over the computer speakers and there were also some game battle sounds coming out. I thought that I had gotten up off of the couch and had walked over to look over his shoulder at the computer screen. I bent forward, resting on the back of his chair and rubbing his head with my hand. I started to make my way to the kitchen when I felt for a moment like I was being pulled back to the couch. This moment was very fast and then I “woke up”. I was back lying on the couch in my original position. It felt very strange, not at all like a dream but something more. Another strange note I have to add, when I leaned on the back of Allen’s chair and rubbed his head, he didn’t respond at all. This would be unusually of him not to at least say hi or something.

I was in a fancy condo on the water. There was an upscale party going on, we were all in cocktail dresses drinking champagne. I went outside on a balcony. I was a clear night sky and very warm out. I could see a giant cruise ship that was literally right next to the condo but bellow where I stood. Madonna was having a concert on the cruise ship and I could hear her singing “Lucky Star”. People were lounging in the pool and the decks were flooded with on lookers. This made me think back to “holy ship”, a dance cruise I wanted to attend but didn’t. Allen was next to me and I told him that we should attend the next dub/dance cruise that we could. He agreed but said that it wouldn’t be as good as the one we missed. I agreed and was disappointed.

Was in my apartment. I noticed that the ends of my hair looked blonde. I went to the mirror to confirm and it was blonde. I knew right away that I must be dreaming because I recently dyed my hair dark. I did a nose plug reality check just to confirm, plus I think it feels cool =) and sure enough I was dreaming. I though to myself that I should just run through the door like in my first lucid when I was 8. I started to run at it but chickened out at the last second. I stopped and kicked the door and it was hard. I knew that I could bust through it if I mentally tell myself that I can and believe in it but I found it to be a waste of time and I chose to just open the door and walk out of it. It was beautifully warm and sunny. I stopped for a moment and closed my eyes to let myself feel the sun on my face. I started to walk the parameter of my apartment building while running my fingers along its walls. The building squished under my finger and felt like sandy putty. I found this to be really cool and I kept squishing the building and putting my finger prints in it. Then I got the weirdest desire to take a bite out of the building. I squished a bunch of it into a ball and it tasted like apple cinnamon. I turned back to the sun and tried to think of what I should do next. Should I fly? Make a portal to somewhere else? Summon my DC minions?? I was so content and at peace just standing there that I decided it really wouldn’t be a waste to just enjoy the feeling of lucidity. I closed my eyes again with the sun beaming on my. (mistake but I don’t really regret it) Everything turned into a white light. I am not sure how much time passed here but I forgot about the fact that I was dreaming. I was in a new dream now where I was at a Mexican convenience store. It was super hot outside and I was buying ice cream. I put one in my pocket and the man warned me that it would melt there. I quickly unwrapped it and ate it. I stepped outside. There scenery around me was like a dry desert. Everything was destitute and baron. I walked around the store casually. I knew I was waiting for someone but I cant remember who. I wake.

I became lucid during an afternoon nap. It first started out with me seeing an old playboy magazine on the night stand and the girl on the cover kept shifting. At one point she laughed and I could hear it. I wasn’t frightened of this but rather felt like I must be tripping on something to have such a strange visual. I was in my apartment (only now it was a house) and I started to realize strange “dream like” things about the house. The floor was made of purple cardboard that had a seahorse design embossed in it. The bathroom looked nothing like my bathroom but very ocean cottage themed with a mosaic broken glass rimmed mirror. I thought to myself how strange all of this was and that I should do some type of a reality check. I was still in a little disbelief until I tried the plugged nose breathing technique. I was super excited and walked out into the hall way (after briefly staring at my image in the mirror). Allen had walked out the bedroom and gave me a very knowing look saying “this is the part where I leave”. I stopped him and said no. I wanted to see if I could control him as a dream character. I told him to silently vacuum the house. When I did this I felt a charge of energy run through my chest. I slid forward closer to him and for a moment in time I got larger and then shrank back down to normal size. I could feel a gust of wind blow through my hair. I decided not to do that again just in case it overly excited me and I woke. I have never really been too excited from a lucid and had it result in waking but I was genuinely concerned with it this time. Allen responded by saying “oooohhhhhhhhhhh…..” and then stepping to the side. He then offered to sweep the house for me instead and a broom flew in his hand. He was sweeping quickly back and forth in a very animated way. I really wanted to try and make a portal since I felt such a charge of energy in myself before but for the sake of sustaining the dream longer, I chose not to. I stepped outside where it was warm and sunny. I have been working on my hand stand in waking life and I thought it would be perfect to work on it in my lucid. I kept feeling for sturdy spots in my front yard but the lawn was very slanted and unsteady so I kept having to back off and look for other areas. I went into the neighbor’s yard to dry and almost didn’t attempt when I saw them walk outside. I reminded myself that they were just my dream characters and unapologetically went back to lining myself up. I went to kick up and push out of my shoulders. I suddenly woke from this and I could feel my waking life shoulders jut forward. Shit.

It was late at night and I was driving to someone’s house in Seattle. I wasn’t exactly sure who the person was or why I was going there but I felt nervous about it. I pulled over, got out of my car, and had to walk down a dark street where darker alley ways and bums polluted my path. When I got to the house I walked through the back door. I made a straight line through the house all the way to the front door. On my way I witnessed a murder but pretended as though I wasn’t bothered by what I saw so that I too wouldn’t get killed. As I made my way to the front deck a man gave me an object with brick like dimensions that appeared to be tightly packed in a black garbage bag like substance. It was obvious what I was being handed. It was a ginormous brick of cocaine. I was given an address and told that I was to deliver that brick there. I quickly agreed and walked off. Curiosity got the best of me and I opened it a little to “taste test” it. A bum me and what I possessed. I put the brick in my black purse and began walking very quickly to my car up the hill. The bum was now chasing me. He got to me and tried to yank the bag out of my hands. I pulled the bag right back and began yelling at neighboring people to help, shouting things like “this bum is trying to steal my bag!!” Some people came and helped. I ran to a bus. It was now light outside. I hopped on the bus and so did the bum. We fought for the bag again but I won and the men on the bus helped. Everyone, including the bus driver, was on my side. I sat on a seat alone. The bus driver was pulling down a famous dock that seemed to wiggle as you drove and this made the passengers nervous. We all laughed. The bus driver noticed that police had been fallowing them since I got on the bus. I assured the bus driver that it must have been because of the bum and the driver agreed. I grew nervous. At one point on the dock I looked out and navy ships, several squad cars, and police helicopters were all waiting for the bus to pull over. I began “magically” breaking up the brick into smaller bags and stuffing them into my bra and underpants. I told the driver to let me off at the next stop but to keep the bum on for a few stops after me so that he didn’t try to rob me again. The dream cuts to a scene of the man who handed me the brick talking to some of his associates. He apparently set me up to see if I could handle myself well. If so, he was going to make me his mule. I was very angry about this. Dream cuts to a scene later. I have broken out of prison and blaise is with me. There is a puppy in prison too but he dies from a radiation related injury and I am incredibly sad for the little dog.

Was at some sort of public debate thing inside of a huge hotel lobby. On stage I was watching these two girls I have never met before but that are friends of my friends and I know of them well. Katya was yelling at Katie for never paying the rent that she agreed to pay. She was upset that she stuck the apartment in her name and wasn’t holding up here end of the deal. Everyone in the audience was sitting inside of canoes instead of chairs. I was wearing a giant frilly pink sparkly dress, which looked like something “the good witch” would wear. Allen was in the canoe in front of me. I knew that he found my dress to be hideous and that he was slightly annoyed that I was wearing it. I kept giggling and pestering him. I would whisper things like “hey, booboo, how do you like my dress” and he would respond by rolling his eyes. The debate was over and we were all in another lobby where food was being served. I was acting really goofy, yet again, and trying to annoy Allen further. I was twirling in my giant dress like I would when I was a little girl and people were staring at me. I could see that Allen was starting to loosen up a bit and he started to giggle at my behavior. Suddenly, Jaguars began jumping down from scaffolding and attacking people. I was not afraid that I would be attacked, and as if I were on some sort of drug, I began to laugh at the chaos around me.
*memory laps*
Allen and I are running down a hall with our arms wrapped around each other. I can see he is a little nervous, I am too deep down but I continue to laugh as if nothing was wrong.
*memory laps*
I have a view form a third person. Jaguars have taken over the city, going door to door to attack people. A man is trying to push close his front door as an angry jaguar tried to push its way through. I watch what seems to be about a 10 minute struggle between the two but with a light heart, I am not concerned about what may happen if the jaguar breaks through and gets the man. He certainly would die but since I am not apart of what’s happening and just a specter I feel strangely disconnected. After he manages to shut the door I watch another person struggle with the same exact situation for another 10 minutes or so. Finally I am back in my body. I go to walk into a bedroom and the first man struggling with the door has played a trick on me, throwing a stuffed animal at me making me think it’s a jaguar. I fall to the ground and then bust out laughing. I turn and see a real one in the door way looking at me. I wake.