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A few nights ago I had my most memorable and successful LD to date. I used a WBTB and WILD Method with a mix of reality checks and talking to myself with the LD to solidify a very stable LD environment. This is a first for me.

Time at approx 04.00am and checked the time again after at 04.38 my estimate is that it lasted around 15-20mins. I accomplished two of my three of my short term goals and had a lot of fun along the way. However at the end of the dream it took a rather unexpected turn.

Setting: Laying on the couch listening to the Last DV's podcast that very evening, was especially motivated. Once again i can hear the sound of rain and wind outside (this could be trigger for me) As I closed my eyes HI was much more vivid than I can ever remember. I am still awake and appearing in my minds eye some items of clothing hanging together in a bunch, different colours and textures and scruffily placed on a hanger.

All of a sudden, snap its solid, really there, fantastic clarity, textures and patterns extremely vivid. Now I realise I'm in. I think to myself I'm here, I should be able to change these old clothes to something else. I imagined the bunch of clothing becoming a tree, and sure enough they started morphing, growing leaves and shoots, budding and getting larger completely covering the clothes until it was a fully grown bush, it wasn't a tree but to see it change and grow In front of my eyes because I had willed it was magical, very emotional even.

I decided to fly and jumped straight up, but only managed a kind of slow float, I kicked my legs as though swimming to travel up and as I did, water started pouring all around me, I reached to cover my nose ( At this point the dream became more stable than usual) and doing so reminded me to do a reality check. With water all around and me floating up I did the nose pinch and breathed in.

I'm in a city scene shopping area at night, a widened pedestrian area somewhat rundown. The air is humid and wet, a pleasant night after a downpour, warm, and a smell of fresh rain on the roads. Neon signs and old posters hung in the shop fronts and many people where wandering around. At this point I talked to myself 'this is a dream, why don't you look around' I didn't think it, I actually said it out loud to myself in the dream and I felt this really anchored me in there. I used 'out loud' talking to myself more throughout the dream to maintain it. I also heard voices of people I knew from waking life and at one point my 4 year old popped in there and I actually saw him float on by.

Last months 'task of the month popped in my head and i went into a store, a tall thin gentleman with black skin and short black hair was talking with another I couldn't see, I interrupted him, apologised for the intrusion and asked him excitedly 'what is the meaning of life' he opened his mouth to speak and as he did I got a sinking vacuum pulling dizzy sensation feeling in my chest and I was outside again. ( it's possible the LD destabilised through excitement)

Some floating around a shopping mall now which was also an event venue, a sports competition was taking place but it was also a gaming convention, I spoke to a DC who told me a way to get a BETA key for a game I am waiting for.

Outside again now and interacting with the DC's I would ask I young guy to look at a symbol on his tracksuit, I'd ask him 'what is it' , he said an Adidas sign, I told him to look again as it changed in front of his eyes, he looked confused and didn't say anything. I did the same thing with DC's and large digital clocks that I saw hanging in the shop fronts, asked DC's the time and then watched with them the numbers morph to something intelligible.

...I'm now in a small room, standing at the open doorway, there is a large wooden table in the middle and a woman is standing to the right of it. She is very out of context in my dream if i can explain it that way and i sensed different in some way to all the other DC's . I also knew her very well (within the dream) She has long red hair and is wearing a headband of vine and flower. She has on a long green, what I would describe as medieval dress, the embroidery and detail on it was amazing, it looked like a costume but was so well made and the fabric too was different in someway not modern perhaps. I went over to her and picked her up in my arms and we walked out the door...

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I walk into a large, open doctor's office with my mother, dressed in a heavy green dress which makes it almost impossible to walk normally. I'm dressed as and acting like a woman, though I know I am a man. I can feel people's eyes or me, but I'm used to it. I have arrived for some sort of surgery that will make me feel more "normal" than I do right now.

The female doctor walks off with a shopping cart and my mother walks off in another direction. I follow the doctor, who is now walking down a grocery store style aisle collecting the items she will need to perform the procedure. As I follow, I pass a woman who deliberately brushes against my stomach with her hand. This confuses me somewhat. I then part ways with the doctor walk to a tunnel-like structure where I notice my youngest brother of about ten perched. He is being reprimanded by a teacher figure for refusing to behave. I continue to walk on where I notice my mother going up and extremely steep escalator, waving casually to me like we will see each other again in ten minutes or so.

I continue to walk around the now high school-sized doctor's office where I come across and large line of soon-to-be students waiting in line for something. There must be five hundred of them. However, I know why I am here and it is not to wait in line for whatever it is they're waiting for. I move on.

I am now in the same doctor's office, though at an extension that reminds me of The Museum of Science I've visited as a child several times before. I notice there is are multiple groups of children from different elementary/middle schools touring like I had some years before. I recognize one of the teachers as a lively, older man with crazy white hair and glasses. Still, I continue on noticing a friend of mine walking away from a booth where Wayne Coyne of the Flaming Lips is handing out free t-shirts and CDs with several other people I don't recognize.

I walk over to notice he as aged much more than I expected. Another volunteer asks me about my favorite movie. I explain to him that I've been asked this question before by my father, thought about it, but simply cannot remember which one I chose. There are just too many to choose just one. He decides to give me what I came there for anyways. I thank him and go on my way.

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