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I heard some wind chimes and thought, “am I dreaming?” I was on top of a mountain with tons of snow all around and I didn’t have my skis and was wondering how I was going to get down this mountain. I thought, “this is highly unlikely. I am dreaming!”

Then I said, “ALL HALLUCINATIONS DISAPPEAR.” I found myself in my bed in my bedroom. I looked around the room, expecting to see that everything was alive and vibrant (in prior lucid dreams even inanimate objects seem to have a life force). Things were more vibrant, but not as much as they could be. I decided I would try to see if I could make a Spirit Guide appear and talk to me.

A door appeared in the wall, with a very bright light behind it. The door was partially open. Bean ran out. I knew there was someone still in there. I said, “Please come out. Don’t be afraid. I want to meet you.”

A very short woman came out. At first I thought she was a child because she was not much taller than Bean. Then I saw she was very, very old, with light brown hair cut to shoulder length and streaked with grey, a beautiful wrinkled face, and brown, bad teeth. I wanted to ask her so many questions (what do I need to know? who are you? what should I be doing?) and I did manage to ask her her name (“Michelle”). After that I couldn’t maintain lucidity and the dream dissolved into a regular dream. I woke up with a woman’s voice speaking in my left ear (quite loudly, but I couldn’t understand what was said).

I dreamed my neighbor had 3 small dogs who got loose and came into our yard and scared our 3 little kittens into the big city. I was very angry at my neighbor because if she had just let me pick up the dogs and take them home, none of the pets would be lost now. But it was my A-hole neighbor (the one next door) who said, "Don't you touch my dogs!" I was looking and looking in the city for the lost dogs and the lost cats.

Then I dreamed a boy I worked with many years ago who could not talk and had terrible cerebral palsy had grown into a man, and he was a very skilled negotiator/compromise maker. I cried in my dream because no one thought the boy could ever amount to anything, being so handicapped, and here he was, quite talented and beautiful.