SammyTheSnake

With a bunch of Jubilee people heading to a meeting slash conference in an old fashioned church building. I'm torn between sitting with somebody I sort of fancy and playing it cool (can't remember who it was that I was crushing on) I end up sitting on the row in front of her. There's some conversion about the way the conference is organised this time around, with cars parking on site rather than in separate car parks.

I'm outside of the meeting wandering to another building which contains some kind of dormitory. There's a couple of loaves of rustic looking bread on the wall beside a pond, which doesn't seem to have any purpose or meaning (but appear again later on) and down some steps there are other conference delegates and we just hang out a bit.

Everyone else seems to be heading off to the next meeting but for some reason it's a meeting I'm not going to. I laze around a bit and have a snooze. I wake up feeling a bit miffed that I haven't got a dream to journal. It's rained a little while I was resting, the bread looks tempting but is all soggy from the rain and I'm disappointed because I kinda fancied some.

FA - I wake up back at the meeting, I've been sleeping with my head on my crossed arms resting on a little desk for making notes. I think about the dream I just had and think about journaling it, then I realise where I am is a dream location and GET LUCID!

I glance at the people sitting next to me and realise that they're just a dream and I don't have to sit through a meeting I'm not in the mood for. I say "fuck this" and get out of my chair a little clumsily, nearly tripping over the other nearby chairs. I hover forward feeling very excited at being lucid again after a dry patch.

I spot Jofish sitting at a backward facing take at the front of the room. I say "hey Jo, I'm lucid!" He doesn't look all that impressed, so I hover a foot or so of the ground and say "Look! This is a dream!" He still doesn't seem to care and I remember that he's also just a DC and it really doesn't matter what he thinks. I float to the back of the room and people are starting to leave. I look at all their faces, noting that I don't recognise most of them. They are a variety of ages, including some older folk, which is a little surprising because Jubilee is sadly short on that front. I spot a nice looking young lady and start imagining how to get in her pants. The bunch of us start heading back to the campsite and I realise chasing tail isn't the highest calling in a lucid dream, so I start practicing flying along the path. I struggle to get any altitude by jumping (up to about 5 metres but coming back to a few feet above the ground) I try floating because when you jump, you come down, but floating doesn't come with that expectation. Still only a few feet up. I try doing a Superman pose and flying fast but can only go at a rather boring swift walk pace (at which speed, the Superman pose feels a little silly)

I remember the TOTM Basic Task of getting naked, so I turn back to the bunch of people I was walking with, I'm just a bit ahead of them from my flying practice. I rip off my shirt and they all notice that something odd is going on. Because they're *my* DCs, they know why I'm doing this and they're all a little expectant. I aim to pull my trousers down leaving my boxers to last but my boxers come down with my trousers. Immediately, the several young ladies in the group start throwing themselves at me, jostling for the privilege of being unusually nice to me. Then I wake up feeling a little bit miffed that my libido managed to hijack my dream even though I'd decided to do something different but still feeling a little pleased that I was so suddenly popular, even if only with my subconscious!

Apparently, starring a dream feeling horny can set certain expectations...

I attempt a WILD after a small awakening - not quite successful, but I GET LUCID anyway, woo!

I'm in the very beginnings of a dream scene and I try to use a dance-like physical anchor. I'm doing a little dance up some shallow sun-soaked sandstone stairs, I turn to the right to see an almost ladder like very step section which I feel and start climbing. At this point I realise that I'm in the dream already and GET LUCID! I decide to take a quite passive role in this dream and just explore. I climb to the top of the ladder like section and there's a broad covered walkway with a view over a castle where the original stairs were heading to. I look at a few features but forget to hold on to my lucidity and rapidly lose it (grr!) I wake up shortly after that :-(

I become lucid spontaneously, as is most common for me. I'm in the middle of a sunny pedestrianised street. There's a general old-timey feel to the scene, perhaps mediaeval? The scene is very vague and I feel like perhaps I'm halfway between dreaming and visualising while awake. I decide to try to stabilise my connection to the dream scene and ignore any hint of waking life experience that might bring me back to the waking world. I fondle some surfaces and look intently at a few things. I try sniffing for smells but all I get is a slightly stuffy nose feeling.

I spot the moon in the blue sky and feel drawn to stare at it. The thought crosses my mind that focusing on a specific object sometimes brings it closer, which starts to happen. As it comes closer it looks more like Earth. I decide that another planet is basically just a really big meteorite by the time it enters the atmosphere, so I will it to come faster and faster. It's silent which I consider trying to fix but realise it's probably coming multiple times faster than the speed of sound so I wouldn't be able to hear it before it arrives!

The other-earth smashes into the ground over the horizon and there's a moment of silence before the ground leaps up in waves a couple of hundred metres high and the atmosphere explodes into flame. The waves of earth get steep enough that they "break" with the tips curving enough that they no longer bend, but snap into a million clods of earth and rubble.

SammyTheSnake

I woke up around half four with a vague memory that I had dreamed, so I paused to think about it and remembered that I had become lucid and was walking through a sunny scene. I remembered that I wanted to try out as many RCs as I could remember. I tried to push my fingers through the palm of me left hand and it felt like walking life. I pushed harder and tried a twisting action. Eventually I managed to get half a finger through by wiggling.

That's it, about four seconds!

After that I decided to try WILDing but got memorable NLDs.

1. Playing tennis mixed doubles, our opponents make a tactical error by coming to our side of the net as I deliver a return. I congratulate my partner with a bottom spank. I note that that's not really appropriate but think that it would be OK if I was a girl, so I was. Then the idea of playing not-tennis excites me awake, boo! :-(

2. At a drama / history workshop, roleplaying with fake beards and moustaches, reliving some historic famine situation. I climb up a step valley side to the top of a cliff where I spot a mirage effect on one of the rocks. I shout down to some people at the bottom of the cliff and then reenact a daring rescue attempt of a girl stuck on the cliff face. Then I go back down to help tidy up the props.

SammyTheSnake

As with petty much all my lucids I got lucid spontaneously. I was in some kind of well lit warehouse or factory type space. I was surprised to be lucid because I hadn't expected it, but I had presence of mind enough to try to stabilise the dream by fondling various textures (cellophane, concrete, denim, hair) I spent a little time being distracted by a pretty girl but then remembered to think about my lucid goals.

First, I chose one of the DCs to try repeating, he was a slightly weaselly chap who didn't really have anything interesting to say, but u repeated a few sentences of it anyway. (I can't remember what he said, it was a touch more interesting than "hey" but not much!)

After that I thought of have a go at summoning a meteor strike, so I headed outside. It was just turning dark outside as I walked down the street looking for inspiration on the meteoric bombardment front and I decided to climb some scaffolding on a building nearby to get a better view of the sky.

I started getting distracted by various twisting paths through the building and scaffolding and ended up switching to a classic non lucid dream about cycling through the same bit of pah multiple times until the chain wore out and needed fixing...

My recall is a bit patchy and my level of lucidity wasn't very high and kept coming and going, but I managed a basic task nonetheless :-)

I got lucid from a DEILD using an odd dance manoeuvre as my anchor (hopping into the air and touching my left knee against my right elbow, alternating with the opposite way around) I came into my LD on a sunny street with lots of old buildings (a hodgepodge of Tudor, late Victorian redbrick, and other stuff - I wasn't looking, really)

I still felt a little unstable in my dream because I had a residual sensation of my sleeping body's arms, so I decided to look at my feet and legs and work up to my arms. I was wearing the same clothes as I had been wearing that day in waking life.

Once I saw my dream body's hands, I knew I wasn't in immediate danger of waking up again, so I started leaping into the air to get a better view of the scene and find an interesting DC to interact with. I saw a few faces with greater clarity than I usually get (most of my DCs have very vague faces indeed and seeing clearer faces is one of my personal dream goals)

I got a little distracted by a couple of DCs who probably ought to have taken a pregnancy test and might have got me one of the advanced tasks! This is a sure sign of fading lucidity for me, but after a while I realised I was still lucid and tried to remember the tasks. The only one I could remember was the kiss-a-guy task, which I probably remembered just because I didn't like the idea of it at all! As I was still on the street with the old buildings, I started looking for male DCs to smooch and ended up in a warehouse / workshop with some big burly men working on manly metalwork type things in hard hats and such. I approached the nearest one, probably about my age with designer stubble, and went to kiss him. He cooperated because in my dream he was only there for the task, so it made no sense for him to so otherwise. I gave him a quick peck on the lips and moved on.

Anyway, as I said, I only managed one basic task, and I've missed out what felt like about 20 minutes of not-really-lucid that I don't remember very clearly (including a big section with my little girl sleeping in a small tent in my bedroom - dreamsign?) So if there's a one wing option, I'd be happy to take that and see if I can improve on this attempt some time over the next couple of weeks

I started with an amusing dream about a time trial downhill skiing / cross country rollerblading competition which started off quite believable but slowly changed into a mad dash down stairs and escalators in a strange shopping centre slash airport type location. After a while of whizzing through this odd location I reached a sort of semi lucidity in which I has a sense of the unreality and flexibility of the situation but wasn't lucid enough to call it a dream. There were bunches of dream signs but I didn't recognise them as such at the time:

* old place of work/workmates
* feeling of familiarity without knowing where from
* feeling in an unspecified rush
* repeating sections of activity (going down the same slope multiple times)
* more that I can't remember off the top of my head

I had a very brief awakening, during which I realised that the preceding was a dream and I now had a chance of a DEILD. I think I actually had some non-lucid dream to start with, but I have no memory of the content. When I gained lucidity I was in a sunny location with stone terraces and balconies. I remembered the TOTM and immediately spotted a large block of sandstone which I decided to try to levitate by The Force. I doubted myself for a moment because I knew it would be heavy and I didn't want to jump in at the deep end too much. Fearing I might just get frustrated by negative expectations, I briefly considered finding something smaller to levitate, but then realised that I could just make the rock lighter, which worked beautifully!

After that I thought I'd move on to to the cinco de mayo task. I was about to go off in search of a bar but realised that there was one conveniently just behind me! I sat at the bar and asked the barman to share some slammers with me. I've only had tequila slammers once before (not much of a fan of tequila, really) so I got a bit confused about the process and ended up chugging a whole glass full of lime segments rather than just biting one, but I reckon that was close enough!

I lost lucidity a little after that and drifted into a strange dream about being late for work, then woke up to realise I *was*!