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3-15-08

I finally had a long enough lucid to do one of the Tasks this month.

Lucid Nap Dream:

I knew I was supposed to talk to NJ. The next thing I knew I was walking into her house without knocking. I called out for her. I looked down the hallway and saw her husband quickly shut one of the doors in the hallway.

I was suddenly motified that I had just walked into their house without knocking. I realized that S had to shut the door so I wouldn't wake up thier two year old son that I knew he had just gotten to sleep.

I saw N and apologized for walking into their house without knocking. That I had no idea what had come over me. I then asked her what she needed to talk to me about. I knew she had called me earlier saying that she needed to talk to me about something, but I no longer remembered what that was. She looked a little confused too and said that she didn't know either.

Suddenly a suspicion came over me. I wouldn't walk into anyone's house without knocking in real life.

I then said to N, "You know, I think this is a dream. In fact, I know this is a dream. Wanna come to the door and watch me fly?"

I opened the door and then flew out. I felt so good to finally be in a lucid dream again. It had been so long.

As soon as I thought this it all began to fade. I felt mad that it was all over already. Then I thought angrily to myself, "Every day on Dreamviews I give suggestions to the Newbies about extending their LDs and preventing things like this from happening. And I can't even keep it from happening to myself."

Then another thought suddenly hit me, "Why don't I actually try some of the things that I tell the Newbies to do?"

At this point most of the visual was gone, though not completely. And I felt somewhat aware of my physical body in bed. I decided to try the "rubbing my hands together" trick. I did and and felt a little worried that I was actually rubbing my real hands together in bed, because it really felt very real.

I then concentrated with the visual. I have noticed in the past when entering a dream it is often easier to just imagine the scenery passing me by, instead of making myself move through the scenery. So I was able to do this and everything became much more vivid again.

I continued to fly over the neighborhood. I moved my arms as I flew "Swimming" style. I still wondered if I was moving my arms in real life. I felt if I moved my hands lower that they would suddenly catch on the blankets. But then I moved my hands so they were moving below my body closer to my chest and stomach. They didn't catch on anything, so I knew that what felt so much like my physical body was once again just my dream body. (This isn't the first time I have thought I was moving my physical body, when it was only my dream body all along.)

I saw an interesting tree below. I flew up to it and over the top touching my hands all over the top as I flew. It looked like it was shaped as a topiary. It was either dead or dormant because the leaves were all brown and crunchy. But the tree was all filled in and very dense... and very round.

I flew around it again and this time put my hands on the top and tried to do a handstand. I tried it several times until I felt like I was completely straight. I balanced there for a bit enjoying the feeling of being upside down.

At that point I heard Mrs. Moore's voice from down below say, "Well, I've never seen anyone do that before." I knew that she knew that this was a lucid dream. But I understood her to mean that she had never seen someone do that in their lucid dream before.

I started to fly again. Twice more the dream started to fade and I was able to follow my own advice and bring it back. Each time I felt very close to losing the dream. So I was very proud of myself for getting it to continue. I really didn't want to lose lucidty yet. I needed to have the joy of having a long lucid again.

At that point it hit me that I really needed to try one of the Tasks of the Month since I hadn't had a chance to even try yet. My mind was blank for a moment as I tried to remember. The first one that I remembered was the "indestructable" task. I really didn't feel like doing that right now. I then remembered that the other one was to bring an inanimate object to life. I really wanted to do that one.

I looked down below and saw a front yard. In it was a lot of gravel. My first thought was that I would swoop down and fly really low and make the rocks come to life and run after me. That thought actually sounded very appealing to me, as I pictured the little rocks with little stick legs running down the street.

So I swooped down...but the rocks didn't follow me. I decided that I needed to put a little mor effort into it. I landed right in front of the yard. I took a good look at it. There were some dead looking bushes in a planter type area. There was also a plastic flamingo and a ceramic cat nestled in among the dead bushes. There were several choices here....

I wondered how I should try this. I then remembered that when I made the tree walk (as a past Task of the Month) that I had just looked at it with the expectation that it would walk. I had done nothing special. So I just stood there looking into the garden and waited.

I glanced over at the ceramic cat. It's eye suddenly blinked. So it would be the cat. I was thrilled that my mind was able to do this while I just stood there doing nothing.

I watched the cat. It started to walk over to me. I knelt down, and touched the cat. I could feel real fur. It was a small cat, white with black stripes. It looked up at me while I continued to pet it. It's fur was very short and somewhat think, almost like a stuffed animal. But it was very real, and it purred while I pet it.

And at that point I woke up.

Lucid Dream from two nights ago:

I don't really remember much of what was happening at the moment I became lucid. Somehwere in my memoriy I was at a hotel-like building and swinging on a rope around the sides of the building and going really high and loving the feeling, but getting nervous that I was going too high and would fall.

At the moment I got lucid I was sitting on the ground. I remember just thinking, "Well if I am dreaming, I might want to practice some skills."

The first thing that came to mind was that I wanted to work on going through solid objects. I have had trouble with that (thinking back to my mirror portal failing moments).

I decided to just stay in that seated position and see if I could poke my finger into the solid dirt ground. I pointed and pressed down. I really had no idea what to expect. But I was really pleased to find that my finger went right passed what looked like the surface of the ground. I felt almost nothing at all..maybe the slightest little wisp of something being there. I went until my hand was in the earth up to about my wrist, then pulled it back out again.

I then decided to be even more bold. I wanted to do the same thing, but with my head. I leaned over and got really close to the ground with my face. I had a feeling a lot like I was about to put my face in some dark liquid. I almost changed my mind because it suddenly seemed a little scary, like I might get stuck or not be able to breathe.

But I took a deep breath and pushed my head in. It was dark, yet I could see this dark reddish black swirling color that moved as I entered. It was almost like liquid was moving out of my way and letting me get my face in. I was a little nervous taking my first breath. Again, I had no idea what to expect. But I breathed easily. I stayed in the ground for a few more seconds before I pulled my head out and decided to fly.

And I don't remember what happened after that.

I was floating in the air with Tanya, Philip, Sarah, and Kierra when I suddenly became lucid.

I decided that I wanted to begin my dream by asking them some insightful questions. So I blurted out the first thing that came to me. I turned to Sarah and asked, "What is the best thing about me?"

She countered back, "Well, what's the best thing about me?"

I said, "Hey--this is my lucid dream. I get to ask the questions."

But she decided to be difficult and not answer. So I looked to Tanya. I asked again something like, "What's something good about myself?" I looked at her with pleading eyes, because I wanted her to answer the question. She looked back at my eyes and finally answered, "You're sincere." Ok...I would be satisfied with that.

I then asked both Kierra and Philip the same thing only to have them ask the same question Sarah did.

I started getting frustrated. I said, "Darn it. This MY lucid dream. And I'll prove it."

I stuck out my arm, and said, "If this weren't my lucid dream, could I make my arm glow?" And for a second I was worried because I had never tried to make my body glow before. But my dream powers cooperated and soon my arm was bright.

I then said, with my arm still out, "If this weren't my lucid dream could I turn my hand blue. And I focused on my hand until it turned blue.


"Or could I make my hand big?" And soon my hand was growing and strangely large.

"Or could I make it small?" And I then strank it until is was about half normal size.

"Or could I make it white?" I turned it a ghostly white.


Then I decided that I had done enough. I was feeling quite satisfied with this little exercise in dream control. I needed to move on. I wanted to try to go through a mirror again since this has been giving me trouble that last few attempts.

I found a mirror. It was cracked in a few places. I think I was in what was supposed to be my aunt's house because she was suddenly standing with my in the hallway. I decided to run at the mirror and try for the spot that had the largest unbroken area.

I took off running only to hit the mirror. Instead on bouncing right back I kind of hung there for a moment before I rolled myself down off the mirror. I tried two more times with the same result and concluded that I would probably never get through a mirror again since I had somehow developed a mental block.

I decided to try to fly to the moon by going outside and just flying up. I was a little surprised that my dream was lasting this long, but I didn't want to waste it. I knew from past experiences that the quicker I run from one goal to the next the more focused on the dream I was and less likely to lose lucidity.

It was night outside. I could see so many bright stars. The night sky seemed magical. I was in a city. I had come out of a large building. I saw a bilboard in front of me. It had Mickey Mouse and was an ad for Disneyland. It made me smile. I looked around and saw several more signs all for Disneyland. It made me feel really happy about this place that I had found. I started flying upward. I suddenly heard a conversation on the ground below of a man talking to a boy about finding this certain destination. I tried to follow the conversation, but never was quite sure what they were talking about. It reminded me of the odd audio hallucinations that I sometimes hear right as I am waking up in the morning.


And it was right after that that I suddenly was awake. And my alarm went off about 20 seconds later.

Old LD from 12-15-07

I just woke up from one of the best, most detailed, intense, longest, flying LDs I have ever had.

I don't remember what was happening before I became lucid. I do remember that I was in the hallway of my old LA house when it happened. I immediately started to float. I wanted to do dream flips that I like to do that feel really good. BUt the area was cramped and I decided that I needed to get outside.

I left the hallway and went towards the kitchen. There were several teenage boys in it that I supposedly recognized but that I don't remember now (one might have been JH). I took a flying leap across the kitchen. The guys made noises like "Whoa, that was cool." I crouched for a moment by one of the cabinets, then I flew out the back door.

I jumped up and flew around my yard for a bit. I remembered my dream from not long ago where I paid extra attention to the wind in my face and the feeling of acceleration on my stomach (the "I left my stomach behind" feeling) etc. I did the same now.

I also flew up and over my yard. I remember coming to the powerlines and felt myself slow down and stop. I thought, "Crap, that's because I read that thread on DV about powerlines--I shouldn't read those kind of posts".

I remember flying over to my neighbor's garage and rested on the edge. I remember thinking, "How long would I say this dream has lasted so far...? It's been over ten minutes, I know."

I then took off towards the ocean which was just a few miles away (in real life from my house). On the way I felt the dream start to fade. I reached out my hands and rubbed my arms and gripped my hands together. As I flew I remember thinking, "This is about as real as I could imagine. Real flying couldn't be more real than this. How lucky I am that I am getting to experience something that most people can only daydream about."

I got to the ocean. I flew across the shoreline for a while. I saw some people in little boats that they were pulling up on the shore. I felt like showing off a bit, so I started running across the water. I was sure that it looked really cool. So I kept it up for a while until I thought that they were noticing me.

Then I flew again. I noticed that I was flying breast stroke style. That I was propelling myself along with each stroke. And if I stopped, my forward movement would stop. I never like this style because it is soo slow. So I streched out my arms to fly "superman" style. I kind of floated in that position for a moment, then I slowly started to move forward picking up speed as I went.

I ended up back in my yard. I remember that I wanted to get past the powerlines. I flew up to them again. I reached out and grabbed one. As I felt the thick cable, I thought, "I probably shouldn't get used to grabbing powerlines like this." And then with extra effort I rose above the powerlines about 10-15 feet I floated there a while looking out over my neighborhood.

And at that time, my alarm woke me up.

Last Nights Dreams
Dream 1

In this dream I'm lucid from the start.
I'm at this place and there are 2 people in charge, a man and a woman. This couple help people who are dying. About 2 or 3 days before a person dies..this man and woman go to them and the persons soul ((like an OBE)) goes with them to this place and the person learns a little about life after death, and the man and woman reassures them that they do go to another realm.
We are now walking around a hospital and we go and visit 2 women, they are both elderly. The man now says "watch, they are ready to come with us now". I watch as the first woman takes her last breath, I now see her spirit separate from her body and she is now standing with us. The man now gently guides her next to her dead body and says "just sit with yourself for a while and get used to it" so she now lies on the bed next to herself. We now go and see the second woman and the same happens. I now look down at myself and say "ohh my god, this is actually real, this is actually happening right now isn't it!" the man laughs gently and says "yes it is" I look at my hands, I have 5 fingers on each hand and I say "look they don't change, my hands are as real as they can be!" I now bite on this black thing that I am holding and say "see I bite it the same...I'm really here out-of-body with you" he says "of course you are!"
I now go over to the woman and say "if this is real then you know when I'm going to die?" she smiles softly and whispers to me "I shouldn't tell you really but I will tell you that it will be Monday the 10th...but I can't tell you what month or what year" I say "ohh my god, I'm going to die on Monday the 10th!" this makes me panick a little and I wake slightly but just enough for me to WILD into a dream again and I end up in the same one. The man and woman says "welcome back" then I wake up again and write all this down.

Dream 2
I'm a cast member in Eastenders. There is a car that has half sunk in a pool of water. Kevin Webster is in another car that is tipped upside down and stuck in soil and I notice he is dead. Fizz now dives into the pool of water where the other car is to get a cup of tea . I now see a little red bus the size of a remote controll car whizzing towards a group of cast members opposite me. I now run over to it and a Woman comes over aswell and starts going mad. The little red bus now runs over my foot, I over react and fall to the floor pretending that it's really hurt me . A man and the crazy woman now start hitting me while I'm on the floor....suddenly a mans voice shouts "cut.....that was great"

Last Nights Dreams

I'm in my house but it's a little different ((I don't realise this at the time)). There are a few people in the kitchen with me and I also have 2 dogs ((different to the dogs I have in RL)). I look at the big dog and think "awww poor thing, he doesn't like the way he is" I decide that the nicest thing I can do is to make the Dog the way he wants to be. I now get a hack-saw and say to the Dog "lie down" I struggle to get the Dog to lie down, he seems scared but eventually does as he's told. I now begin to hack off his front paw, it's strange because there's no blood and I think "great no mess" I now pull off his paw that is hanging on by a little bit of skin, I'm holding his paw in my hand and I'm looking at it I then throw it to the floor, the Dog is now left with just a stump . I now proceed to hack off his other paw , it's comes off and again I'm left holding it....I suddenly think "shit...what have I done!!" . The Dog now tries to stand up but he can't, he is standing with his 2 back legs but can't lift himself up on his front legs. I now think "ohhh crap, I'd better fix this, he's all uneven!!" . I now hack off his 2 back paws and the Dog can now stand but he's standing on 4 stumps and looks very uncomfortable . I decide I need to sew up his crotch area just to make him perfect and the job is done properly. I now go out of the room and I'm somewhere else, I'm feeling guilty about sewing up his crotch and think maybe I shouldn't have done that...I now suddenly look down at myself and realise its me who has had my limbs cut off I wonder how it's suddenly changed from the Dog to me. I look again and see that my limbs aren't actually gone, someone has had to cut my feet off but they have made me some new feet..my new feet are a lot smaller, there is still some skin missing and I think "ahhhh, that must be so they heal properly" I'm small now after the surgery, I'm like a midget but think to myself "I quite like my new look" . My new hands and feet are weeping and for a minute I think "ohh my god....what have I done to myself!!" ((DREAM SKIP))
There is a man with ginger hair, he is chasing me and wants to hurt me badly or even kill me, I'm terrified of him!! I'm now trying to hide but there's not a lot of hiding places. I now go into 3rd person and watch this man go onto an open top double decker bus, he is so angry and is trashing the top of the bus to look for me. Everything now goes in slow motion and the bus heads towards a bridge but the bus is too high to get under it. The bridge now crushes the top of the bus as it goes under and smashes the mans head to pieces!! Lol
((DREAM SKIP))
I'm talking to a group of girls, they are all being bitchy to me and say "why do you put make-up on?" I say "to look nice!" then they say "why are you wearing those clothes?" I reply "just because you like to look scruffy it doesn't mean I have to, now go and fuck off!" this makes them all really angry and they chase me, I leg it and I'm heading towards a main road, suddenly I go face first into an oncoming truck!!!
((DREAM SKIP))
There is a car parked in the street. As I pass it I see an old school friend of mine sitting in the car on his own. I stop by the car and say "hey.....it's been ages since I last saw you!" he smiles and I say "you and the rest of the guys were really good mates to me!" he replies "we all love you loads still...you take care ok!" he waves. I now walk off and turn to wave again and now the rest of them have appeared in the car, I shout "I love you guys!" and now go on my merry way

Old LD from 8-26-07

Lucid Dream: (Task Attempted)


I guess my recall is a bit better. I'm still not sure how this dream started or at which point I became lucid (so I'm just going to use blue for the whole thing).

The first thing that I remember is driving in a car on the freeway through a really bad construction area. I got to a place where the gravel was so thick that the car was barely able to make it through. After this I thought, "I don't have to deal with this", and I made the car start to fly.

At first I thought that I was cool and special for being able to make my car fly. Then I looked around and noticed that other vehicles were also flying. As I got close to one camper I reached out and grabbed at one. It turned out to be just a toy camper.

As I flew along I saw lots of boxes and packages floating in the air. I flew at them and grabbed them (I must have been in a convertable now).

In the first box I saw that there were old children's games and puzzles. I remember thinking, "Cool I love lucid dreams where you are opening things that are a surprise to you. I wonder what will be in the next box." (That was the first time--as I look back--that I really know I was lucid--although I may have been lucid from the start).

I opened other packages, but most ended up being old things that you might find in a closet. Nothing really exciting.

Then I landed and was in a store. This part is fuzzy. I remember tyring to figure out something cool to do. Sex actually crosed my mind, but I quickly dismissed it because I was afraid that I would wake up. Even thinking about it made the dream feel fragile.

So I went outside. I could see that I was near Lake Powell. I could see the deep canyon below the dam.

"The Blue Bridge Task...! I need to cross the canyon on the blue bridge." I started moving toards the canyon, hoping to see the bridge at any moment.

A couple of times I was feeling the dream fade as I got excited about the bridge task. I thought, "I've got to ground myself."

I looked down at my arms and hands. I rubbed my hands together and said out loud what I was doing, "I'm rubbing my left arm. It feels pretty real...but almost like I'm a little numb--like there is a layer of something between my fingers and arm.. Now I'm gripping both of my hands together. Same thing--it almost feels real, but I can tell a difference. I'm glad I'm doing this. I have been forgetting to remember to touch things. I like to touch things in my LDs...makes them feel more real-life..."

I looked at the canyon again. I was getting close now. I realized that I was riding a bike. The ground was sloping toward the huge drop-off. I wasn't seeing any bridges appear.

I strained harder to make a bridge suddenly appear.....

....but ended up waking up instead.....

Old LD from 7-27-07



LUCID DREAM...

I'm glad to see that I am finally finally starting to use flying as a dream sign that actually triggers lucidity. Flying is so common in my dreams that I have seldom recogized it as anything strange enough to trigger lucidity. But maybe I'm finally starting to catch on.

I'm flying through the house. I end up in my bedroom which looks like a mix between my current bedroom and my parents bedroom in the house I grew up.

As I fly into the room, I suddenly realize that if I am flying it means that it is a dream. For some reason, though I think that I am having this dream while taking a nap.

I fly across the room to my big mirror which is now where my window really is. I look at my reflection. I'm wearing a cream colored tank top and some very short shorts of the same color. The shirt is also short so I can see a strip of my stomach. My hair looks perfect and I feel very pretty.

I look down and see my camera. I decide to take a picture. [I feel that I lost a bit a lucidity here--whiy else would I waste time taking a picture that I would never see].

As usual in my dreams, my camera had strange settings. I couldn't figure it out.

Finally my lucidity grew stronger again and I decided that there were tasks that I wanted to try.

I looked in the mirror one last time and saw that I looked terrible. My hair was all frizzy. I didn't want to look anymore at the mirror.

So I went on. I decided I wanted to try putting my finger through the wall again. I stuck it out and it banged into the hard wall. I immediately gave that up and decided to go on to the next thing.

I asked myself what day of the week it was...and again, without hesitation I said "Friday".

I thought about trying to determine my position of my physical body in my bed, but I couldn't sense anything.

Then I remembered that I wanted to see if I could find my sleeping body. SInce I was in my bedroom I looked down onto my bed hoping that my body would be there. Unfortunately all I saw was my unmade bed.

I looked away and decided to try again. But I just saw the same thing. I thought about trying to fly somewhere different to find it, but I then decide to look one more time into the mirror and have some fun warping my reflection.

When I first look in the mirror I look normal, then I open my mouth to look at my teeth because I know from experiece that teeth are easy to mess with.

At first I see that I have two brown teeth. As I look closer I can see that some of my teeth are rather pointy, and that I have braces on. I also notice that the brown looks like chocolate smeared on my teeth.

It was at this point that the dream started to fade.

Old LD from 7-20-07


I was having an interesitng dream in which I was friends with the vampire world--or at least one very large extended vampire family.

In the dream I was had planned this meeting where I was introducing all my regular freinds to the vampire freinds. My introdutions seemed to be taking forever (I had a group of maybe 25 friends there), so two thirds of the way through, I just told my friends to introduce themselves, and hopefully that would go faster.

At that point my next friend R decided to make a long speech instead of just saying her name. She told the vampires how wonderful it was to meet them and thanked them for coming...and that any friend of Twoshadows (except she said my real name) was a friend of hers.

As she was talking I walked over toward where the vampire family was standing (also a large group of 20-30 people).

As I stood there I decided to do that thing I liked to do where I fall back, and before I hit the groud I float back up to standing position. Right in the middle of doing that I thought, "Whoa--don't I only do this in dreams? If I don't hit the ground, won't that prove that I am dreaming? Yes, it will." That was all one instantaneous thought. Because half a second later than I didn't hit the ground and came back up to floating position, I was positive that I was dreaming.

At that point I paid no attention to the DCs around me. I floated up and started a low fly.

We had started outside, but now I realized that we were indoors in my grandparents' "new room"--a large room that thay had added onto their house when I was little--and that's what they called it. In the dream it was even bigger than it was in real life.

As I flew up to the ceiling, the first thing that came to me was Skysaw's intellectual Task suggestion (for next month's Task). The answer to the first part came to me instantly (it may have helped that as I went to bed last night that I thought about this.)

I then thought about the more difficult part of the his Task. I didn't wake up like I had feared when trying this. I made what I thought was a good guess. Then I moved on.

I flew to the ceiling and felt the texture. It was wood panelling (my grandparent's didn't really have a wood panelling ceiling--but it totally looked right to me in the dream).

The texture felt so real. I knocked on it and it felt very solid. I decided I wanted to try to stick my finger through it. So I put out my pointer finger on my right hand and pushed. It wouldn't go through the way too solid ceiling.

I told myself that this ceiling wasn't real--that it was just my brain telling my finger that something solid was there.

I decided that maybe if I looked the other direction and pushed my finger upward I could fool my brain--that maybe if I wasn't looking at the ceiling the moment the finger and ceiling met, I could get my finger to go through it.

But as I blindly poked the ceiling, I kept feeling it, no matter where I was looking. I felt frustrated because I was supposed to be able to do better than this. Why has this simple task so difficult for me to do? I was glad that that wasn't the Task of the Month that I was supposed to accomplish.

But then my mind went to another suggested Task of the month that was in some ways similar to this. I tried to do that next. I had the same bad luck while attempting to get that one done.

I started feeling more desperate. I really wanted to know I could do that one in case that one was chosen for nex next Task.

Next thing I knew I was outside still attempting that potential Task. I even started spinning to see if that would help, but it wasn't working.

It was at that point I could start feeling myself wake up.

As soon as I was awake I realised that I had guessed correctly on the second part of Skysaw's task.

Old Dream from 2-16-07

I can't believe it--I had another long WILD. I started the 61 point thing. Somewhere I have a gap in my conscious. I do remember I thought I was transistioning into my LD.

I remember hearing people talking (Teresa and someone else) and I remember seeing the dream world, but I was still aware of the talking (Which wasn't actually there , but I thought that meant I was still half awake.)

I also was aware of my body. I am not sure if this was real either. But I seemd to feel my physical body laying in bed while I was trying to go into the dream world.

Eventually, I felt like I was completely into the dream world. I am not sure whether to count this as a WILD or not.

I remember flying for a while down some narrow streets. (fuzzy here)

I then remember being indoors, and I saw my grandma who in real life is not alive any more. I wanted to ask her if she would predict my future. But something seemed wrong about asking her that, for some reason. So instead I decided to ask her how she was doing....how life was in the Spirit World. She was purposefully being vague. She would answer with little "Hmm's..." and "mmm's...." like she wanted me to answer my own questions. I did realize that I would have done that anyway if she had answered.

At one point I reached out and touched my grandma's arm. It felt soft and wrinkled like an elderly person's arm would.

The next thing I remember doing is looking for a mirror. I remembered CB's experience with the mirror and wanted to try that too.

I walked into a hallway and there was a mirror at the end of the hall. I walked to it and looked at myself. I looked pretty much the same. My eye makeup was slightly smeared under my eyes, but otherwise I looked normal. Then I tried to make myself change. And sure enough my face started twisting and changing before my eyes. I got myself looking quite deformed and ugly. I smiled and noticed that I had several black teeth.

I then looked at my hands. My fingernails were very short and dirty, but otherwise my hands looked like normal hands.

I floated down some stairs and decided to do push-ups at the bottom. They were completely effortless. I was wishing I could do them this easlily in real life.


I then went outside. I was between houses on a little walkway. Along the walkway were stones. I decided it would be fun to look under the rocks to see what bugs I would find in my dream. Would there be any? Would they look like real bugs or would my mind create something completely unnatural?

So I lifted one of the rocks. Under it were several of the spiders with white bodies and red legs. They looked very normal.

Under the next rock were a bunch a small black beetles. Under the third were pill bugs. I thought that there were more there than probably would be normally.

Then on the edge of the rock that I was still lifting up, I saw some black legs around one of the sides. I dropped the rock, and out into a web scurried a medium sized black widow. I thought, "There's my black widow....they always seem to show up".


Then I went to a playground. I saw some kids playing on a tall rocket shaped climber. I flew over to a little boy that looked about 7 and asked him if he knew how I could fly. He laughed and said, "I don't know."

I landed on the ground and saw a new kid walk into the playground area. I went up to him. He looked more like a nine year old. I told him, "I'll bet you can pick me up." He looked like he didn't believe me. I decided to have more fun. I picked up a little girl that looked about four and then had him pick both of us up. He could do it because I had made us both float. That was kind of fun.


Then I was flying again trying to gain speed. I saw two jets go by and decided to try to follow them. I kept up for a short time, then lost them.

I then tried to fly high. But every time I got to a certain height, the scenery below would start to white out. It was like my mind couldn't create all the detail for that much earth below me. I felt a little frustrated. I tried several times, but the same thing happened.

Sometime in here I had a false awakning. I woke up in an apartment that I believed was mine. My first thought was, "I need to write down my LD before it fades. " So I pulled out an envelope and wrote all the parts I could remember on the envelope.

Then I walked outside. All the area below the apartment had flooded. Thank goodness I was on the second floor. But then I saw some of my friends. They had an apartment on the bottom floor. They told me that their place was flooded. I felt bad for them. I then noticed that Tami had lost a lot of weight and looked really great.

Then I woke up for real.

My dream had lasted a full hour.

Old LD from 2-11-07

I had another bunch of LDs this morning before I woke up. Unfortunately I was awakend by the phone, and it was an old friend I hadn't talked to in quite a while, so we talked for a long time. Now my dream recall is down. Of course I don't want to sound like I'm complaining. I would take the phone call any day over the recalling of lucid dreams.

I will try to write what I can remember. Like the previous LD I was in and out of lucidity. I had many False Awakenings. At this point I can't remember chronological order real well. So I will list all the things I remember doing while lucid in my typical lucid blue.

I do remember it started with seeing black widows in my garden. I was trying to decide if I should kill them or not. At one point I saw a huge BW exoskeleton. It was far too big to be a BW. And this is what cause me to question my state.

I thought, "Does it feel like I am dreaming?" And I suddenly felt all light and slightly disoriented, and "floaty" feeling. And I knew I was lucid.

At some point I looked at my hands. They looked completely normal. I was wearing a long sleeved grey shirt. But for some reason I thought I was looking at my real hands that I was drifting awake (FA). I thought, "I need to go to sleep again so I can continue the LD."

So I thought I went to sleep again, and in the "new dream" I saw the BW exoskeleton again and knew I was back in my dream.

At some point in the dream I tried to fly. I didn't do a very good job. I would hover and then float back to the ground. I was frustrated. I thought about my LD not too long ago where I had to "swim" to get my flying going. I tried that, and I got a little highter, but I kept floating back to the ground.

Seems like I had another FA somewhere in here.

I have a fuzzy memory of being in a bedroom with my sister and laying on the floor by a bed. I have no idea where this fits into the dream. But I think something about that caused me to become lucid again.

At some point in the LD I remember being able to finally fly fast.

The last thing I remember doing while lucid was talking to Mark and Tim and climbing up this tall metal shed or barn. M and T were sitting in chairs below and I climbed up. I remember it being pretty easy to climb. I got to the top and looked down. I thought about flying off, but was suddenly scared. I felt so heavy--I really felt the pull of gravity.

I looked down below at what I would hit if I fell while trying to fly. There was a structure made of old rusty pipes. It looked like something I definitely didn't want to land on. But I thought to myself, "I can't die--this is just a dream. I can't even injure myself." But them I remmebered past dreams where I was able to feel dream pain--and how real that could feel. So I hesitated again.

But the I thought about the times where I had let myself fall off things. I remembered the "experiment" of falling backward off the balcony--how I was afraid to do that, yet I managed to let it happen. When I did that, I had just fallen into a great white void. I didn't get hurt at all.

I also remembered the Task of the months several months ago where the assignment was to jump off a cliff. I had never completed that, but had thought that that would be fun becasue I had acutally done things like that before in LDs (like my Lake Powell LD.)

But this time I jsut stood with trembling knees at the top of the barn/shed and looked down (about two stories). I actually felt terrified to jump. I really couldn't make myself do it. I kept saying, "But this time it feels way too real. The other times I was all "floaty" and I knew I couldn't fall. But this time I know I would fall. Gravity in this dream is just way too strong."

Old LD from 2-10-07

I just had Five Lucid Dreams!! Or maybe I should say that I had a very long dream in which I became lucid five separate times. Whatever it was, it was great. And CB, you will like this one.


I can't even remember how the dream started. I guess that's the bad thing of five LDs in a row--memory is fuzzy at the beginning.

I think I was flying and that triggered it. I remember flying down some sort of hallway. And I was like "Whoa, I'm dreaming". I remembered to look at my hands. They were almost normal, but two of the fingers were missing at the middle joint. I remembered CBs experience with looking at his hands and was surprised that my mind didn't make them any crazier than this.

I also decided to look at my feet, so I kind of straightened out (remember, I am still flying), and kicked my foot out in front of me and saw that I was wearing pink flip flops. For some reason that seemed completely expected even though I don't own pink flip flops.

CB was still on my mind and I thought to myself that I never did take him flying, and I have never yet been successful at making him appear in a dream, so this became my next goal.

I was in a school, so I figured I would find his class. There was a four story almost circular building. I flew into one of the floors and into a classroom. I asked a teacher how I could find him. I'm not sure how I even asked. I don't think I used his real name. I probably said "CB"--because that is the name I always say in my mind when I see his posts. But since this was my dream, it didn't matter what I called him, as long as my mind could find a way to make him appear that it felt comfortable doing.

The teacher told me that he was on the floor directly under us. I flew down and into that class. I was at the back seeing the back of everyone's heads. I looked for a head that looked like what matched what I had seen from his pictures--light brown hair, slightly longish. I found one. I called. "Hey...CB...."

CB turned around and I knew it was him even though in retrospect he didn't look like his pictures. His friends truned around too. CB smiled; the friends stared. I landed and was about to say something when I woke up.

Except that I don't think I really woke up (although this first time I might have, but was able to drift back into the dream. But whether it was a real or false awakening, I was able to go back to the hallway I had started the dream in. I immediately became lucid again and decided I would try again.

So I flew back to the classroom. The teacher said that CB was out on the field playing Rugby. So I flew out to the field. I only saw people playing basketball. I was about to start to look through that group when I noticed that there was another part of the field. I flew into that part and saw a group of guys in red uniforms playing what looked to be Rugby. I flew over and started going down the team. The last two guys I came to seemed to have a match, but again he was facing away. I was about to say something when I woke up again.

This one might have been a true False Awakening, because I think I was immediately back in the hallway and lucid. I remember being so proud of myself for automatically becoming lucid again.There were all these curtains that I was flying through. They were blue and white in color. I'm not sure what they were actually made of because I don't remember anyting phycical about them when I parted them. So I kept going through curtains. I was telling myself that they was my mind's way of preparing the next scene--that at the right moment I would part the curtain and end up at the Rugby field.

And sure enough I did.

I flew to the team again, but before I could even start the search again, I had a FA again.

I found myself back in that hallway and was lucid again. I flew through the same curtains but the scene wasn't changing, so I figured that I need to try something else. I looked at my hand again. It looked the same--two fingures missing at the middle joint.

I was inside a big indoor school gym. I decided to hang from the lights and then pretend I couldn't fly and just hang on for dear life. That didn't end up being as fun as I thought...so I tried to think of something else to do. But I wasn't sure what to do. I remembered someone saying how lucid dreaming got boring if you had the ability to do it every night.

I thought, "Surely I'm not getting bored. I mean I should be able to do anything I want. Think!"

But at that point I woke up again.

The next dream I started didn't start as lucid. Something about these black men-- Oh, I can't remember. But there was a scene in a swimming pool. One man was tring to convince the other one go give away some secrets or something like that. And at one point they got in the water. I was afraid that the man would give away the secrets I seemed to be on his side. I needed to to distract them before it was too late.

So I started walking on the water. It seemed to work and the men were both watching me. Then I started to run on the water. I think I became lucid again here, and started to fly. I flew up to this big building. I decided I needed to find someone to ask to be my Valentine so I could get the Task of the Month done finally.

But then I awoke and I realized that I had had several lucid dreams and I panicked because at first I couldn't remember anything about them. Then it slowly came back and I jumped out of bed and immediately went to the computer to write them down. So I am hoping that they are accurate.

It was in the time of ancient egypt (I'd never realy thought about that since 6th grade), there was a peasant and a pharaoh, I was watching from above, completely disembodied eyes. We were in a mud-brick hall, the ceiling raised about 40 feet. I could hear muffled talking going between the two, I moved closer. It was like a picture from a computer, as I zoomed in, there was less detail. The outlines got bigger and everything. I was suddenly on their side, at ground level. I could make out some words, but I forget most of them, then the peasant said:
"No, I cannot trust you with two hands full,"
(This of course made no sense and then I woke up)

I was working somewhere (perhaps a cafe in a shopping center), and I felt troubled due to an evil spiritual presence around me.
This presence has accompanied me for a long time (for most of my life).

I went desperate because I knew that that presence continuously undermined various aspects of my life, i began to cry.
Suddenly, in the cafe A appeared, and told me: "Under the influence of this spirit you are compelled to do things that ordinarily you wouldn´t do. "
I do not know why, but when she told me this it came to my head the image of Corey Taylor from Slipknot, and I asked A if it was him. She confirmed with a nod, or said yes and then said:
"- But he's far away."
Then rested both hands on my chest (or gave me her hands?) And she prayed ... I immediately felt good, and free from the pernicious influence of that spirit.

I'm also going to try to remember the lucid dream I had maybe two weeks ago.

The End of September....

Lucid Dream:

I was dreaming about something that I no longer remember when I suddenly had the feeling that I was dreaming. I thought, "Why don't I just fly?"

I was on the top of a small mountain. I wanted to fly out and across the mountain until I came to the spot that it just dropped off, then I would be soaring way high in the sky. So I did that I enjoyed that neat sensation. I then thought about doing the Task of the Month--Walking on Water.

I looked down. I needed to find some water. Finally I saw a small lake and flew down to it. By the time I got to it it was very small indeed. In fact, small enough I could cross it in a just a few of steps. But I felt that I didn't need that many steps to complete the Task. I first hovered over it horizontally and tenatively placed my palm on the surface of the water. I then pushed down into the water. It went all the way to the bottom (about 8 inches). There was nothing solid about this water. I wondered if I needed a strategy to make this work.

I then decided to have faith. If I believed I could walk on water, then I should be able to walk on water. I got in an upright position and placed my foot on the water. I started to put some weight on it. It immediately sank to the bottom like my hand.

Okay...I needed to have a different approach. I decided that since I could fly that there was absolutely no reason why I couldn't cross a pond without sinking. So I hovered over the pond in an upright position again. This time I placed my foot on the surface of the water without puttting any weight on it. See...that was easy. So I slowly brought out my other foot and also placed it on the surface of the water. I adjusted it so it was perfectly flat on the water.

There.

I was "standing" on the water. This was cool.

I then slowly swung my back leg forward and placed it again in front of me on the water. I noticed that my body was getting lower toward the water, so my legs were bending somewhat. But I looked and saw that my feet were still perfectly flat on the surface. I took a couple more steps forward noticing each time that my body was getting lower and lower and my knees bending more and more until I was "walking like a duck" on the water.

But I felt that since I was able to keep my feet on the surface that I had successfully accomplished the Task.

Then the dream got weird and went on to me wanting to take off my shirt. Why, oh why does my dream self insist on this--I don't know.

And I think I lost lucidity a some point shortly after that.