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I don't remember much, because I woke up and went back to sleep after, so the memory is minimal, but I'm almost positive it happened!

DILD Without Trying
I'm lying in my bed when I just randomly remember to do a reality check. I count my fingers, (I don't remember the results) pinch my nose and breathe... hold the phone... Try again. and again. I'm dreaming! I rub my hands together as that's supposed to help make things vivid. Didn't work, I get up and try to spin. But alas, that is where I lose memory. I must have either gone non-lucid or just forgot. But now I know I can do it!

29th of April, 2011

On a road trip with Nooks somewhere in the US.
Stopped and got out into a curious little plaza* adjacent to a road. It was a wonderful, sunny day.
We went for a stroll around the neighbourhood and noticed that all the houses were really odd. All totally unique and situated among each other unlike anything I’ve ever encountered in the dream or waking life. Some had ramparts, others were really thin and windy, lots were colourful. It was kind of Suess-ish in a more ‘normal’ way. I mentioned that it would be a really awesome place to go trick-or-treating.
Anyway, we found ourselves walking in a roughly hewn underground tunnel with dingy electric lights hanging from the roof. At some point during our walk I realised it was a dream and we exited the tunnel into a lovely green, bright forest. We went jumping around. Nooks was sitting in the grass playing an instrument– guitar or violin. I lay down in the grass and tried to shrink myself just for fun. It kind of worked but was a bit of a struggle so instead I climbed a tree to see the cool houses again but woke up.

Lay still in bed trying to get back to sleep.

Found myself climbing (literally, up the cabinets and stuff) in a kitchen and was still lucid. I ran down the hallway at speed and vaulted without a second thought over the balcony, falling at speed and crushing my car all awesome superhero style. I jogged down the street and decided to see my special door** again.
As I approached it, I woke up.


*Why am I always dreaming of plazas?
**See the DJ Entry "The First Recorded Lucid"

21st of April, 2011

Standing in a kitchen with Daniel. I began discussing with him about what we’d do if it was a dream. Eventually he just said “it is!”, so I did a hand check and even though they looked reasonably normal, concluded that it was a dream.
Without really doing much else, I remembered I wanted to do the Breath test.*
I took a big breath (slightly larger than usual) and began to realise I could feel my true self breathing.
I woke up after feeling my hands in my bed.

*This is an idea I had regarding whether or not your breathing correlates between the sleeping and waking self. After doing it I discovered it’s actually a pretty well known experiment, similar to how the eyes of a dreamer in the real world mimic the movements of the sleeping self.
Even though I didn’t break any new ground, I’m pretty stoked I can be coming up with experiments that professionals think of!

24th of January, 2011

I had a nap in the study at Nooks' house and could hear her typing in the background the entire time I was asleep.

Began in a hilly township. I was walking down a red brick paved path but it was far too steep and slippery so I slid down it on my butt and got worried my pants would be ruined.
The dream was already unstable at this point and I was questioning things.

At the bottom of the hill there was a quaint little red brick plaza and I was wearing rollerblades- doing jumps down stairs and stuff. Some pros bumped into me and got annoyed.
At some point my brother, Nooks and some others were around – out the front of a shop or something- and we were talking. Some other adventures happened and we ended up outside/inside a shop with these weird Emu-puppet costumes and Warhammer type toys.
While I was browsing my tooth started to hurt so I touched it and noticed it was wobbly.
Awwww Hell No it ain’t! Did a hand dream check and all my fingers were bent backwards. I did a little dance and asked to increase lucidity.*
In my excitement I discovered I was in my house, so I took a stroll around admiring the accuracy of the recreation then climbed out the window and flew around, which I found much easier than usual and did a sort of breast stroke.
I flew around for a while looking at houses and taking in the dreamscape then landed and did some looking around. I had to keep spinning and rubbing my hands to keep the dream stable. It was a street at night time. The grass was damp on the front lawns. I turned around in hopes of a scenery change but it stayed the same. I looked up at a streetlight and noticed it was more an unfocussed orb of light.
At that point, I woke up in the study. As a precaution, I checked my hands and noticed they were still funny. YEAH!
Had some sexy times (a bit un-lucid) then went outside.
I was in another plaza, kind of like one where I used to live. I ran madly along a ledge and noticed a door- wooden with dirty glass panelling and a numbered plaque. “That’ll do” I thought.
I jumped down off the ledge and over to the door, took a breath and thought “my perfect place is behind this door”.
I pulled it open and was engulfed in a white light.

Then I woke up for real.

I really want to return to that door one day.

*In my experience I find that works best when you just yell it to high heaven, but often when I do that I worry that I'll yell out in real life so when I go lucid I always have this little battle with myself!

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm visiting Las Vegas. Downtown Las Vegas is made up of multiple levels of shops, restaurants, and casinos, most of them themed to a particular pop-culture franchise, all stacked on top of each other and connected by multiple layers of walkways and stairs, creating a gigantic, multilevel man-made environment. I'm walking through this environment with my mom. I walk away from her briefly to do something on my own [I don't remember what], and I'm worried for a moment that I won't be able to find my way back to where she's sitting. But I come back down the stairs and there she is, sitting on a bench next to a curved railing at the edge of an elevated walkway, waiting for me to come back. When I approach, she gets up, and we continue walking.

Then, my mom and I are joined by my sister and a couple of our girlfriends. [They weren't anyone I know in real life, but in the dream, they were our friends.] While we're walking around, my mom says something to the effect of, “I thought all you girls were supposed to go see a shrink!” We just kind of laugh and say, “Yeah, we were.” [I think] We're still planning on going to see one later.

My family and I are getting ready to leave somewhere on an airplane. I observe how airplanes operate, by catching drafts of air, and think about how fragile and uncertain this process is. Then I think that it's best not to think about this process too much, since I'm going to have to travel on one very shortly. Then, we're flying on the airplane. It flies past some elevated highways that appear familiar to me.

[Different dream, probably in a different cycle.] I'm sitting in a typical high school football stadium, watching the pre-game activities. There is a marching band on the field. One member of the marching band has a large trombone whose bell is filled with clarinets. When he blows into the trombone, the clarinets spray out all over the place.

I find myself hunting through the bleachers for my clarinet reeds, which have been thrown all over the place. I pick them up, looking at the numbers printed on the back of each one, looking for the 2 ½ reed. One of them says “5 ½,” another “3 ½.” Eventually, I find the 2 ½ one.

The football players are on the field, warming up for the game. One of them throws a practice pass to another, but with a basketball, not a football. I look away from the field, and look down at the program on my lap. It's made of sheets of paper folded in half crosswise, and has lots of text on it. I read it for a few moments, and then something [I don't remember what] makes me stop and think, Either [something that I can't remember now], or this is a dream program. I reach up and pinch my nose shut, and feel that wonderful, paradoxical sensation of being able to breathe through it while doing so. Yes, I'm dreaming. I pinch my nose and breathe through it for a few moments more, to verify and to enjoy the sensation. While doing this, I gaze at the program, not reading it, just looking at it and appreciating the experience of knowing that this thing I'm looking at, as real as it looks, is just a dream image being generated by my mind.

When I look up at the field again, I'm surprised to find that the scene has grown mostly dark, as if somebody turned off most of the lights. I know that's because I haven't been paying any attention to the football field for the last couple of minutes, and therefore, it's started to fade away. I'm disappointed, and wish and hope that it will get brighter again, but it doesn't. Then the dream ended.

After I had woken up, I remembered that I could have verbally commanded the dream to become clear and bright again, and mentally kicked myself for forgetting about that trick.

I remember being outside of my house, when this huge train...it had to be about 2 stories high, and wide as the road, came barreling down the street. I turned around, and there was another one heading down the side street.

I told all the DC's that we were in a dream and flew off.

I remember heading out side...I think I was on a Bicycle, and three preople approached me on the road. The youngest little girl stopped and asked me a question. I told "um...I'm not sure but how much". One of them sped off and told the to leave too. The little girl told me that she asked me if I'd be her friend. I told her it sounded like she wanted me to buy candy from her. Anyways, I headed back to my house. Animal Fest 2010 I get there, and there's a Cheshire cat there. This cat is rubbing all against me. It's pretty huge, and it's walking between my legs and brushing my balls. It's so WTF right now, and I'm about to head in the house, and I see all these puppies in the ditch. My friend R comes by on a truck asking me if I saw a certain dog. I told him he could have one of ours. D was there....he handed him a pup. There had to be about 20 or so puppies there, and two grown dogs and two cats. FA My house has a garage.....I'm dreaming FA I get in my car and I see this thick fog everywhere....almost like smoke....I say to myself "well it's obvious that I'm dreaming, but what do I do". FA I'm in some store with Tina Fey, and cameras were rolling. I think I was in an episode of 30 rock. We were just going back and forth ad-libing things just to see who would break character and laugh first. I got her a few times, and then she finally got me with one. It went into all kinds sexual innuendo, and I was fondling her breasts. And some kinda of way the sprinkler system went off. But the water was weird...like thick globs. That's when I knew I was dreaming again. It stopped, and I suggested we might as well continue what we started......and once again shit got WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIRD. I'll leave out the details, but the dream faded out and back in, and things were normal. She got on top of me...started riding, and wanted me to cum so bad. I was still a little freaked out by what I saw earlier, so it wasn't happening. Woke up shortly after.

I remember being out in the field and taking other troops out. I don't know how I did it initially, but I ended up taking someones assault rifle and magazines after I killed them. It took me like 5 minutes to put the clip in because the clip had some dust cover that had to be flipped off in order to connect it. Anyways....more killing ensued...and I found myself in a car with Mrs R. She kept hinting at how she wanted me...and then she turned into SGT C.

We were at a red light for minutes, so I knew it had to be a LD. I told her, we might as well do it right now in the middle of traffic. We started taking off our clothes and the sex started out pretty real and just got awkward. (for you people who never know how awkward my sex in dreams gets, I'll explain it) It was like her vagina and uterus was on the seat next to her and I was inside it, and she was tethered to it by random bloody tissue and ligaments. Anyways....I had to stop and wake up.

Lucidity: 7/10
Vividness: 6/10
Length: ~5 Min.

I basically tried to do something epic and ended up trying to have sex, I felt things and smelled the air and it was epic.

*coughs* i probably should have written this down a lot sooner.

I remember fighting D..I don't remember much else....but I had a FA afterwords and found myself in a truck and woke up.

I was also in some major city, and the previous dream was still on my mind, and that's when I thought that I could still be in a dream. I was at some arcade, kinda like chuck e cheese or something. I asked one of the DC's why they never let realize that they're in my dream, and she replied something to the nature of "it's because they're not as clever as you". She didn't seem like a DC at all. Almost sentient.

Color-coding key:
Awake, Non-lucid, Possibly lucid? (not sure), Lucid, Lucid 'dream within a dream,' [Commentary made while awake]

[This morning, my alarm went off at 7:30. I had planned to get up and write, but I still felt so sleepy that I decided to sleep in. I believe I had all these dreams during the extra hour I slept in. Again, I don't remember the transitions that connected them, if there were any, which is why this entry may seem fragmented.]

I'm out somewhere with my parents and T&P [some real-life friends of ours]. We're in a gravel parking lot, getting into our cars to go somewhere. I'm driving my own car by myself. I follow the other car, which has my parents and T&P in it, out of the parking lot and along a narrow, gravel-covered alley. There are two big rocks in the middle of it. I watch the other car drive over them and worry that my car isn't high enough off the ground to clear them, but it does, with no problem.

I have a small patch of thick, dark-brown hairs growing out of a mole on the right side of my chin. I want to pull all the hairs out with tweezers, but I look for the tweezers and can't find them. Later, I look in the mirror again and have a short, but thick beard, with only a couple of long hairs straying outside of the beard zone. I still can't find the tweezers, so I try to pull them out with my fingers, but can't; they're too solidly rooted. I continue playing with those hairs with my fingers as I go about the rest of my day. [Funny how at no point during this sequence did I think to question the situation; I'm a girl! I do, however, find and pull on stray hairs like that often in real life.]

I'm explaining to someone, over the phone [I think], that J&L have passed away. The conversation continues, and I say something about how hard it must be for the other person to find this out. [J&L are the original owners of the house I'm now renting. I've had this conversation over the phone at least twice in real life. Even though I never actually met them, it's still hard to tell people that news.]

I'm in a body of water, and there's this little cartoon guy swimming in the water. He has a mask and a snorkel on. There is a song playing: “let's go swimming under the sea!”, it says, or something like that. I'm following the little cartoon guy as he swims through the water. I have my own snorkel, but no mask. I don't really need it, though, because when I duck my head below the surface, I can see underwater just as clearly as if I were wearing a mask, and the water doesn't sting my eyes at all. Then, the little cartoon guy starts diving deeper under the water. I think to myself, It annoys me when cartoon characters do that when they only have a snorkel. [Somewhere toward the beginning of this dream, I became aware that I was dreaming, but I don't remember precisely when, nor what triggered it.] I want to continue following him under the water, and I think to myself, I can breathe underwater in dreams. My known dream ability to breathe water activates at this thought. I abandon the snorkel and continue following the little cartoon guy. We're in what looks like an ocean. The water is deep blue, and there are sea creatures of some kind swimming in it.

I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom, going to sleep. I even feel sleepy. While I'm getting into bed and falling asleep, I think about the fact that I'm going to be in a a dream as soon as I fall asleep, and that I'm going to be lucid and take conscious, intentional action while I'm there. [I remember having a specific mission in mind, but I don't remember what it was.] After a few seconds, I roll sideways out of bed and know that I'm in the dream world. [I think some kind of dream followed, but I don't remember it now. After that dream ends,] I'm back in the same bedroom again, and I go through the same sequence of falling asleep and knowing that I'm about to enter a lucid dream. This time, I sit up in bed to enter the dream, and then climb out of bed and step away from it, towards the door of the room. I cast a sidelong glance over at the bed and get a glimpse of myself, lying asleep. I quickly look away. I think, I know this is a dream room, and that that isn't actually my real body, but still, it's creepy. [I'm pretty sure I was aware that I was dreaming throughout this entire sequence, even the parts where I was falling asleep.] The reason I know that the whole experience is just a dream is that the bedroom I'm in isn't mine. The walls are painted a dark, cool color, the bedclothes match the walls, and the room is longer and narrower than my real one.

From that unfamiliar bedroom, I walk out into a plaza surrounded by buildings. It is a sunny day. There are signs in the plaza directing people to an area where a birthday party is being held for a child. I walk into that area and find a table with a bunch of party food set out on it. From that table, I take a cupcake and start eating it, without bothering to take the paper off first. I want to take advantage of the opportunity to do that. I know that this is my dream body, so I don't have to worry about the paper doing me any harm, and in addition, I don't have to worry about what the DCs around me will think if they see me eating the cupcake paper. The cupcake itself feels and tastes exactly like cupcakes do in real life. I walk around while eating it, observing all the people walking around and the kids running around and playing in the courtyard.

As I continue to explore the dream environment, I come upon another sign reminding everyone that it's time to go and complete the paperwork to register their cars. I follow the directional arrows on the sign, and end up entering a building that contains an office with a reception desk front and center as you walk in the front door of the building. I go up to the reception desk, tell the woman there my name, and ask for my car registration form. It turns out that the form is filed under my old address from when I was living in Florida. She gives it to me to update. The sheet of paper she gives me is the top sheet of a piece of carbon paper. It's a sheet I already filled out back when I was living in Florida; it has all my information from those days on it, in my handwriting, in blue ballpoint pen. I start working on bringing the information on it up to date.

The top section of the form contains several multiple-choice questions with checkboxes below them. These questions are all about your religious beliefs, and they're really only on the form as a formality. They ask about whether or not you believe in the Bartel Water Bug, and the boxes indicating non-belief are already checked. I read over this section and then start updating the form with my current address, but then it occurs to me to think: Why am I wasting dream time filling out a form? I look up from the paper to see what the woman behind the desk is doing. She has turned away to do something else. I set down my pen, turn around, and walk quickly out of the building while she's not looking.

Back in the courtyard, I discover that the item I've decided [in real life] to use as a totem, which in my case is a thimble, behaves in a very interesting way when thrown or tossed in a dream. Namely, it acts like a magnet. Whenever it comes anywhere near another person [yes, even if the other person is just a DC], it flies away from them as if it were being repelled by their presence. Then it flies back toward me, straight into my hand, as if it were magnetically attracted to me. I encounter a family that I know in real life, walking along the edge of the courtyard. I say something like, “You're gonna get this thing thrown at you,” to the 7-or-8-year-old daughter in the family, and then I throw my thimble at her. When it gets within about a foot of her, it flies away from her and back toward me, and I catch it. [That's the last I remember.]

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Side notes:

When I woke up for real and reflected on the part of my dream where I kept dreaming about waking up and falling asleep within the dream, I thought, "Cool! My mind came up with a kind of hybrid dream experience, incorporating characteristics of the lucid dreaming experience that I learned from Inception (the knowledge that I was about to fall asleep and immediately find myself in a lucid dream, the experience of entering that dream from within another dream), as well as characteristics that I learned from DreamViews and from EWOLD (the perception of rolling out of my dream body and the knowledge that that room was itself a dream)." To those people who looked down on the newcomers who jumped on the lucid-dreaming bandwagon after Inception came out: I was one of those bandwagon-jumpers, even though I tried not to be too obnoxious and annoying about it, and I believe that we newcomers are perfectly capable of learning and growing into the world of lucid dreaming as it is actually experienced outside of the movies.

I'm at D's house outside, and some random DC is hanging out with us. R is there too, and he's washing his car. We were all going back and fourth talking about women in town and what not. D said it was getting late, so we were going to have to leave. I went back into his house for something, and as soon as I entered the door, I realized that his house looked EXACTLY like mine in the inside.

I RC a couple of times, and try to make a portal on the ground. Some kid is in the way, so I walk off, and try it again. They get right back in the way again. This eventually happened two more times, and finally I punched the kid in the forehead, and walked outside of the house. Now that the kid was knocked out on the couch, I figured it was really go time. I created a portal on the ground, and jumped in it. Unfortunately, the rest of the dream involved me watching some video.

Type: DILD

before i start, I wanted to make a dream journal that showed the earliest stages of LD, so that people who had succeeded once wouldn't give up, because it takes time to get good

This dream i had a lucky break. I dreamed I was reading about lucid dreaming on my iPad (). As I scrolled up and down the page, the words started to change. Perplexed, i stood up and preformed the breath through nose reality check. and it worked! as excited as I was, i forgot to stabilize the dream. i went to my window and noticed a garden that wasn't actually outside my real house. I closed the blinds and willed there to be a desert when I re-opened them. When I did, there was a different garden outside of my house. then i sneezed, and a gallon of snot came out of my nose, and I woke up.

My recall is so horrible for this dream...I don't know what happened when I became aware, or what was going on before it. I do remember flying a lot. I think I was showing off. Crap now that I think about it....I think I had another FA between this one and the one I wrote down.

During this dream I tried for a scene change by flying through the earth, and failed horribly. I was stuck in darkness for awhile....I know I did some other stuff though....I want to say I remember a shopping center or something......yeah....and a kid. I was flying around this shopping center backwards, forwards, and all kinds of crap. There was this one kid who wanted his parents to buy the crappiest cereal in the store, and I told him to stick to the healthy stuff so he could fly around and be cool like me.

THEN after that I had a FA. I was in my bed, writing the number of LDs I had. I wrote 3 down, and it turned into 4. I was watching the numbers change, and then I realized that I don't even write crap about my dreams unless I'm at the computer. Dream ended and it went to the next one.

Regular Lucid dreamsigns
MILD/DILD
I was commuting from work to shopping center, when front tire of my scooter got a flat. So I was walking around this typical California style shopping center with stores lining a big, square shaped parking lot, looking for a tire repair shop. Sometimes I took a shortcut through some nightmarish buildings, where bad things were waiting for me. I was throwing sleeping grenades at bad things so they don't wake up and attack me from by back. I tried to imagine the smoke from the grenades, but no joy. So I backed out from these buildings and continued my search for a tire shop. I met two former classmates, that were not willing to give me a ride and a really rude sales person in a shop.

Then I find myself in a huge 1-story hangar-type building. There are thousands of people - looks to me like we are all kids, maybe 15 years old. There are exits on one side of the hangar, so we form lines to exits. But when we get to exits, they are actually corridors like a maze, that if we do it right, will lead us out of this place, where I felt we were not safe. We follow the kids in front of us but loose site of them. Now we don't know how to get out.

Finally we come to this door. Look out the window and see some grassy landscape. But the view outside starts to move to the right and our landscape is now lined up with an exit to the right of us. In front of us is a wet landscape with mud, lots of wood piled up. We exit and approach what looks like remnants of a firefight. Burned out car and such. Right there is a building that looks like a barn and it doesn't have a front wall. Inside is light up by a lamp and there are military type rucksacks and from the ceiling hangs a sigh that says "Your Employer" and some red and blue military badge. From this I understand, that my group of people were put in this dream scenario, where we are supposed to act out the scenario for someone's amusement.

I see in a distance group of fighters, their uniforms look British, but not modern. Maybe from era when they were in India. They are coming closer to us and we start looking for weapons to protect ourselves from them. There is a bunch of weapons on the ground. I pick a sturdy looking sword and something heavy to hit with. Then they come to us and we realize, that we are the new guys for their unit, the replacements. I suddenly realize, that This is a dream. I look at my left hand, it's all grey and my middle finger is much longer than it should be. I try to make it even longer and it stretches out to more than 10 feet. I start to touch my clothes and leg of a soldier to stabilize the dream. I yell stabilize lucidity, increase clarity. It's getting brighter, like at sunrise, but clarity is not much better. Then my mom wakes me up IRL.