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    This Old House

    by , 06-21-2011 at 10:35 AM (506 Views)
    A good LD for me today, I tried to WBTB but that fizzled, I fell back asleep anyways.

    It started out in a big office again, always lots of desks, people I dont know.
    Then and there I knew I was LD'ing!
    I looked at the walls and the details of the furnishings. I decided to leave and walked out through the glass front doors and stopped on the sidewalk, then I looked around at the LD world inside of my head.
    I knew I was LD'ing, and I wanted to feel everything this time, see how warm it is, feel the air around me, get as close to the sense that this is a normal world, that everything here is real.
    It was sunny, warm, I felt safe here.

    I looked around for the wall that I had written two DV members names on in a previous LD. but I somehow ended up near some older buildings, so I decided to RC by looking at my feet, I forgot to hand rub again.
    It was a very lucid dream anyways, but nothing was happening, so I decided to have some fun of my own.
    I leaned back and 'chair glided' above the road, my feet out in front, just like having an invisible car.
    I traveled along a dirt road, steering by looking in the direstion that I wanted to go in. I soon came upon an old farm house, I landed on my feet and walked in through the front door, pushing the old screen door out of the way. I looked around as I walked along the hallway, the wooden floor creaked under my feet, there was no one home. This house had a certain familiarity to it.

    I did another RC to check my 'dream meter', everything was very solid and I knew that this was a long LD.
    By this time I had lost my shirt and shoes, of course my LD body always has
    8-pack abs and all the rest.
    So now I am getting dissapointed that no one is home (DC's), (I should have explored the house more). I go out the back door, there is a small barn to my left. I walk on the cool ground towards the big doors, they are open, there is a brown horse standing there, I begin to brush him down.

    Now I've been here before, a ranch setting, in the country, this horse. Some DV members have suggested that he is my dream guide. There has been a DC girl that has been there several times recently. I will talk to her next time I see her.
    As for the stallion, I will try to remember to ask him next time I return. I work at brushing him down from nose to tail. He begins to talk about random things, my friends, how I feel about issues in my family. We are having a casual conversation.

    I am leaning on his side as I begin to wake up, I wanted to see If I could get a ride.

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    lucid , memorable

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