Oneirin's Dreamworld

I find myself raising out of bed in the dark, and begin to notice the dream-feel. I noseplug and become lucid. I feel that the dream is very unstable, and know I need to do something quick. I float over to the window, and try to head to an outdoor area. I feel the void coming and set to make it through. I feel the outside of where the window would be and focus on the tactile sense. After a short moment, I begin humming a song to keep myself anchored while the next scene forms. I begin drumming on the surface along to humming of my song, and am starting to have fun in the void! I continue doing this for a minute or two as I continue to wait for imagery. I feel that nothing may be coming for a while, so I think back to the visualization training in sivason's course and begin visualizing a light blue background. I make my entire visual field into a light blue, and it seems to kick things into gear. I see to pastel looking birds flicker into the dream scene briefly, and make ca-caw sounds. I then ask for the dream to burst into vivid imagery. Suddenly, I find myself in an outdoor area standing in front of a two story lodge. I feel that the setting is situated in a mountainous area. It appears to be some sort of retreat center. I see a sliding glass door on the bottom level, and a wooden staircase ascending to the second story on my left. The scene is very realistic and vivid. I walk quickly up the stairs to see how moving quickly and taking in a lot of visuals would affect stability. I think back to the pages of the dream yoga course I re-read that night, and how the tactile and auditory training primes you to be able to process more stimuli. I walk up the stairs quickly and come to a glass door with a metal handle on the left. I think to myself that the handle is unnecessary and phase through. I think back to my goals and remember I wanted to find and talk to my spirit guide. I enter the massive rectangular room that extendeded far down to the right. It seems like a row of office rooms in front of me across from the entrance. Just to the right is a small staircase leading to an upper ledge area, and far down to the right looks like a rest area for younger children who visit. There appears to be a dark brown leather seat in this area for kids to sit in next to what appear to be book shelves. I consider shouting out for my spirit guide, but decide to explore and simply ask. I enter the first office room, and turn right to see a male sitting behind a desk on his computer. He is African American, in his forties with a blue button-down shirt and a short black mustache with short black hair. He stands as I approach, smiling, and I outstretch my hand for a handshake. I say "Hi, I'm Eric....do you know what the name of this place is?" I feel that it might be called 'The Spirit Lodge' for some reason, but don't want to jump to conclusions. He goes deep into thought, turns his head and says "Oh well, my name is Steve, and what I can help you out with..." and the dream quickly collapses.