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Dream #1 Checking my email with a damn parrot on my shoulder


Im my current house on the computer in my den logging into dreamviews. On my shoulder is a parrot who keeps yapping away about my email message or something.


Dream #2 A message from sinoblak


Im emailing sinoblak something, (possibly about this parrot) And i think i mention something to her about, the parrot speaks 5 different languages.


Dream #3 Subconscious Training

Im in my room wearing my dark blue long sleeve casual shirt, my black dress pants with my black stacy adams, and my glasses on. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and i believe i was looking in the mirror doin some subconscious training.

Final dream #4 Where are my keys?

Im looking all around the house for my keys and can't seem to find them.

Notes: I am very dissapointed with myself and my recall here. This is not like me. Well i was up all night online, so can't say i did'nt see this one coming! LOL. Guess i need to start heading to bed earlier then.

Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

24.03.2011

I get up from bed and go to the bathroom. I look at the mirror. I don't wear a shirt and I notice several random hairy spots on my body... "Wtf? I need to shave that!". I turn around and then I notice I have no hair on my belly... I pinch my nose and breathe. Here comes my regural dizziness... I have thought that the fact that I take deep breaths when I do the nose RC, can maybe affect the way I breathe with my waking body and so this causes me to wake up most times... So holding my nose, I take some normal breaths. I sit in the bath tab and close my eyes, because I get too dizzy. After a while I get up and open my eyes. I felt the dream fading. My sight was really dark and I could only see a very small area... I take off my glasses... I didn't even know I had them on, it just felt it would work and it did... I can see clearly now. I look at the mirror again and I look excactly the way I look in real life. I was just curious. I go downstairs. The dream was so clear, I even remember each step I took. I reach the living room. My brother comes in front of me and stares at me and my parents are sitting in the table. I see a meatball on the floor. I look at them and decide to make sure this is a dream, before I try to do something crazy. After RCing again, I raise my hand in a really wizzard-like way, towards the meatball and I levitate it! Then our dog comes to my mothers legs. I now raise both of my hands and I levitate the dog!!! MUAHAHA My parents start laughing. After that I levitate a piece of paper in front of my mother who seems to be really entertained by that. She laughs and asks me how I do it. I smile and the dream fades

Two more lucids! The first one was fun, the second one was really interesting but short. Since I've started telling myself to look for Linkzelda41 when going to bed I've also been adding in things like "I will remember my dreams." and "I will become lucid.", so I guess that means I'm not allowed to list them as DILDs anymore. Time to start working up my MILD counter.

#1 - Experimental Drugs [Non-Lucid]

This one was short, but interesting. My parents were going out to a party so I'd have the house to myself for the night, and my dad decided to synthesize some brand new psychedelics for me to try while they were gone. :O He managed to sneak me three different drugs, which were named "Kaomea", "Kaomea's lucid", and "carousel". My mom almost caught him doing it though and seemed suspicious for the rest of the dream, during which I was pretty much just waiting for them to leave. I remember that at least one of the drugs looked like a big rock covered in gemstones.... How am I supposed to take that?

#2 - Lucid Nature Walk [MILD]

I was at a store looking at Yu-Gi-Oh! cards with D and we meet up with some kid, and I don't remember why but they end up going outside to do a duel to the death (with guns, not a Yu-Gi-Oh! duel lol). The store is also a restaurant run by my old European history AP teacher, so I go over and pay her for the food (which I don't think we had any of...) and also a card I wanted to buy because it had a 5 at the end of one of its stats. :3 (I can't remember if it was ATK or DEF, but no monsters have stats like that.) I went out into the parking lot to watch their duel, and as they were talking I became lucid and the kid became this guy J who I haven't seen since around middle school. I take the card out of my pocket knowing it'll have changed to see what it is now, and it has a 2 at the end of its ATK stat and a 3 at the end of its DEF stat, and it's now an orange. The image on the card is literally just the inside of an orange, and the border of the card looked like the outside of an orange. I laugh and throw it down, and then tell D and J that I wish there were more DCs to talk to. There's a small forest on the edge of the parking lot, so I tell them we're going to go walk through a trail I see. I start yelling commands to become more lucid and have the dream be more vivid, but they kept coming out wrong and confusing me, like one I yelled was "I'm aware that I'm dreaming, but I do not have control." Though, after I said that one it kind of felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I sat down on the dirt and squeezed it to feel it run through my fingers, it felt awesome. And then I had a great idea! I stripped naked and laid down in the dirt. I knew it was going to be terrible to do this, but I closed my eyes too. It was fun and felt so comfortable. When I opened my eyes I was in a false awakening (and still didn't do a RC! ) where I was still naked and walked into a room where N was sleeping and K was inviting him to go get frozen yogurt with him and S. I told them I'd be coming too as soon as I got dressed, and N started telling me about a dream he was having, then I woke up.

#3 - The Monkey Loop [MILD]

After school, D and I are in a cul-de-sac when my car breaks down and we don't have a spare tire. There are some kids goofing around there that don't like us at first but we bond in a weird way (though I don't remember exactly how) and we find a spare tire by the road, but it turns out to be a bike tire. I try calling my dad to come pick us up but my phone never works correctly or he doesn't answer his, and we eventually decide to call the cops as backup to get us home. In the meantime, we see a big house and D accidentally breaks through the front door somehow. That part is hazy. We go inside and I say oh snap, this is S's house! (Even if it was, which it wasn't, the following reaction doesn't make much sense.) We all ran out of the house trying to get away before the cops we called show up, and at some point a gigantic monkey had arrived for one of us to ride, and now a lion was arriving for the other. I grabbed the monkey's reins and jumped on his back and D jumped on the lion, and we said goodbye to the kids and rode off. Suddenly I was riding the monkey through my parents' bedroom, and I became lucid. We went straight from one end of the room to the other and walked through the mirror behind my parents' bed. As soon as we did it looped back to the other end of the room and we got stuck in this infinitely looping cycle. It was really intense at the time, and I started noticing that depending on how I focused my eyes, despite the fact that the mirror was not really in my line of sight, things would repeat infinitely. First I had my eyes focused near me and the monkey's skin and fur was growing closer and closer to me and I was afraid that the dream was going to end, so I focused my eyes away and saw my reflection below, I watched my face multiplying and getting further and further away. That caused the dream to end into a false awakening where D and I realized we had fallen asleep in study hall and school wasn't even over yet. That was quite a ride!

**Before sleeping I asked my spirit/dream guides to help me find him, but if they thought I wasn't ready, then to give me a dream that would make me ready**

I became lucid and saw lots of words, numbers and colours fading in and out; I tried to read them but couldn't. I realised that I was consciously observing my brain filtering out all the stuff I'd seen during the day, and started thinking about how amazing the brain is. Then for some reason I 'knew' that the brain was created by 'us', I mean us conscious beings, who are ancient and come from somewhere else, and we created the human body and the brain to experience something different, because we don't experience 'thought processes' in our natural (non-human) state, we are just consciousness. Then I just thought..wow

I zoomed out, and what I was seeing was on a computer screen. The room was dark, and one wall was mirror-tiled. I walked up and looked at myself, fully lucid.

I floated up and thought about something I read on dreamviews before I slept, that you can teleport by going through walls and thinking of where you want to go. I kept trying to go through, thinking I want to see 'Kenny' (the guy I've been dreaming about the past 15 years, who I've never met and have no clue who he is). It didn't work. Then I realised the room was fading; I tried rubbing my hands together as that usually makes everything more focused, but it didn't work. Neither did spinning. I knew that the only way I could stay lucid was to go through the wall. So I thought 'I want to go to Kenny's room' and jumped through.

For what seemed like forever, I saw bedroom after bedroom after bedroom. It felt like I was going through every bedroom from here to wherever he lives. Finally I thought 'this is ridiculous. Just show me where he is, now'. Suddenly a new dreamscape faded in. I was on a cruise ship, in a doorway; if you took one step up there were two rows of people lying on lounge chairs in an open area, if you took one step down you would be inside and there were two rows of people in sleeping bags.


I immediately started looking for him. There were a couple people with hair like him, but when I looked they were someone else. I asked for him by name, called out for him and asked around but nobody knew. I remembered a lucid dream I had a year or two ago where I found him by asking people based on his description instead of his name, so I tried that. A woman said she saw someone like that so I ran in the direction she told me. But it was the wrong guy (he was like 'how should I know?') I ran into a shower area where people were waiting to scuba dive, and I asked a diver what the name of the cruise ship was. I think I heard someone say 'Atlantean' or something but the diver looked at me like I was crazy. I tried to read the logo on his suit but couldn't make it out. Ran around calling out 'Kenny!' a few times but woke up.

** It was 9 am, I got up and had some fresh juice, made a cup of tea, but didn't have time to drink it because I realised I was too tired and had to go back to sleep. I should quickly mention how I had this lucid dream: I find what works best for me is to wake around 2:30, and stay awake until 5 - 7, then take GalantaMind (4mg) and immediately go back to sleep for a DILD. I slept again at 7 and I think it was a WILD though. **


Back to sleep, I hope the GalantaMind will still work, and I hope I can fall asleep properly. I ask my dream/spirit guides to help me back to sleep, and did some chakra meditation. I was asleep before I could finish the meditation.

I see a girl sitting on her bed. The image is static; I'm told she's Kenny's cousin, and that she's unavailable right now, but they have a cousin named 'Pinky' (I think) and he might be easier to get ahold of.

So suddenly, I'm back exactly where I started in the first cruise ship dream. Pinky is lying on the sleeping bag to my left. Now, I should have asked him where Kenny is, but although I was lucid, my emotions and frustration had gotten the better of me. I get on top of him and kiss him passionately. His energy is similar to Kenny's, and he seems to be the only 'real' person on this ship that I can find. His shirt is off and he sits up, we continue making out.

Then I realise someone's sitting on the floor in front of us, staring at us sarcastically. It's Robert Pattinson.

He says 'is this absolutely necessary?'
In a moment a realised this was a dream symbol. This guy was real; he sure as hell wasn't Pattinson - he looked a bit plastic - but this guy felt familiar. Maybe a dream guide? Maybe Kenny's dream guide? Anyway I could feel (telepathically perhaps?) that the message was 'why go for Jacob when Edward is the one' God that makes me sound like a Twihard - I swear I'm not, but I can't help how he appeared to me But I felt like I shouldn't get sidetracked when it's not leading me to my destiny, if that makes sense.

I grabbed him and took him somewhere Pinky couldn't hear us. I grab him by the lapels, stare straight into his eyes (the only non-plasticky thing about him) and say 'do you know how this feels? I'm looking all over the place for this guy, and I can't find him. I NEED A DISTRACTION.' I turn to look at Pinky; when I look back, 'Pattinson' is gone. So I go back and say 'come on Pinky, let's go'. I'm walking around trying to find a way to teleport out of there and find exactly where Kenny is, because he doesn't seem to be anywhere on the cruise ship. I wonder if I jump into the water it will lead me there. But I realise something's off. Although I'm fully lucid, the dreamscape feels different to other ones, it's like I can't manipulate it (maybe because I was in his dream and not mine?)

Then I wake up. I slept again for a little bit, and dreamt that someone told me that I need to practice awareness throughout the day, because if he looks for me he won't be able to find me if I'm not fully aware.

DJ Log: January 15, 2012 – 12:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: I wasn't feeling very energetic yesterday, so I took a short nap in the early afternoon. During this nap, there was a brief dream, but I had no recall. By 11:00pm, I was falling asleep in my chair as I was surfing the 'net.)

I went to bed and my body fell asleep very quickly. I felt a couple waves of rumbling vibrations, so I opened my eyes for a moment and could see my room. I closed my eyes again and the vibrations returned for a brief moment. After the second set of vibrations had passed, I feel a strong lateral shifting. It felt as if there were an earthquake and my bed was rocking sideways. I struggled to remain motionless and enjoy the ride. During this time, I could hear a sound which sounded like a heavy train was going at full speed down the tracks. After a moment, the feeling of motion subsided and the sound faded out.

(Note: I'm marking this first segment as non-lucid, but I already had a low level of lucidity. I usually don't flag anything as lucid unless I'm fully lucid.)

I am standing in absolute darkness, listening to a loud partially squelched screaming in my ears. It sounds like a mixture of microphone feedback, white noise, and a low rumble. The sound crackles and fades in and out quickly. I reach up and cover my ears, but the sound just gets louder.

I look forward and can barely see that I am standing in front of a mirror. The light is very dim and I can see my face in the mirror, but things get a bit interesting. As I look into the mirror, the sound fades away. The edges of my face are irregular and are moving slowly. I become fully lucid and attempt to stabilize. I lift my arms so I can see my hands in the mirror. Upon examination, I count 6 fingers on each hand. I look back at my face and it is melting in the mirror. My nose falls off and my eyes are turning sideways and melting off my face. Suddenly, I remember that there is something I am supposed to do.

I remember the basic task of the month, so I look around for the right place to set off some fireworks. There is nobody in this area, so I momentarily look at the ground and teleport to a crowded library. Looking back up, I can see that I made it to the library. There are ~100 DCs in there, some of them just staring straight at me. I guess I startled them when I suddenly appeared in the middle of the room.

I reach into my pocket and pull out a lighter. Looking in the shelf next to me, I see a huge roll of firecrackers. I flick the lighter and light the fuse. As the fuse sparkles and smokes, I look around the library and see that nobody seemed to notice. The fuse burns into the roll and the first firecracker pops. I suddenly wake up, cussing.

Old LD from 11-7-07


I finally had a decent sized lucid dream this morning. I did a WBTB (woke up at 5:30, went back to sleep at 6:30, had the LD and woke up at 7:30). And I took some B6.

Dream (Lucid):

I remember being with some people and going into the Caldwell's old house on the corner. I heard someone comment how they liked what the new owners did to the backyard. The group I was with walked into the backyard. I was expecting something pretty, but all I saw was junk. The rest went through the back door and into the house.

I started to follow, but then I saw my friend RD and her 19 month old daughter Catherine. I went over to her. I suddenly felt that we needed to go somewhere or we'd be late. But Catherine wanted to get on the swing in the yard. I felt impatient, but RD put Catherine on the swing. I gave in and started to push her gently on the swing.

As her daughter swung on the swing, RD started to sing the most beautiful song I had ever heard. I was mesmerized. I sat down and watched RD as she sang. RD then looked right into my eyes as she sang. I had the strongest feeling that there was something I was supposed to understand. I knew she was trying to pass me a message. I suddenly realized that this was a dream and the message that I was supposed to get that I was supposed to have a baby. I felt shocked for a moment.

Then realizing that I was lucid, I decided that I needed to go on and try the Task of the Month, that the message would have to wait, and I would deal with that when I was awake.

There is a fuzzy moment here that I can't explain.

At that moment I felt that I wasn't entirely asleep. That I was aware of my physical body still in bed and that I was only barely in the dream. But then I stood up and moved, and my dream body moved and not my physical body. I always know that when that happens after a WILD, that I am fully in the dream. So I really felt that I had just WILDed even though I'm pretty sure that I got to this point from the previous part of the dream.

But however I got here, I was now running around the house trying to find a mirror. As I got to the driveway, I saw a mirror that looked like a side mirror for a truck, but it wasn't actually attached to a truck. It was about 12 inches wide. I decided that even though it was small that I would use that to help me transform into a guy.

I looked at myself. At first I looked just like I did in last night's mirror LD. My hair was longer that it is and slightly curled. I concentrated on looking more like a guy.

At first I just started to look kind of deformed (as is typical of many lucid mirror experiences of mine.) Finally I started to look a little more masculine. I had no make up, my skin looked a little rougher (though I couldn't quite get stubble to show). My hair, even though it was still long and blond, looked more matted.

I reached down to touch my body to see if the transformation went beyond my face. First I touched my crotch. I didn't feel anything extra. Disappointed I moved up and touched my breasts. They were a bit smaller than normal.

I wondered if I should keep trying to make the changes more complete. But before I could, a group of guys walked past me down in the street. I decided I needed to see if I could pass for a guy. So I ran out to them.

I said to them in as much as a guy voice as I could create, "Hi, dudes." That sounded really funny to me, so I couldn't help but to giggle at little after that. The giggle did not sound man-like at all. I wondered if I had blown it.

The guys didn't say anything but were looking at me like they thought I was a total loser, and that they wished I would disappear. A group of girls met up with them, and everyone was still ignoring me.

So I tried again. I asked loudly, "What do you guys see when you look at me?"

One of the guys snorted and said something like, "Do you really want us to tell you??" And then the others joined in, laughing and making rude comments. But none of the comments gave me the answer I was looking for--did they see me as a guy or girl ?

This wasn't working out at all like I had wanted it to. So I decided to leave this rude group and try again. I saw a building in front of me that I knew had a girl's bathroom in it. I ran into the bathroom. It was full of at least ten girls all standing in front of this very large mirror.

I started shouting at them, "I need to transform! Help me transform into a guy!!" I started to push my way through the girls to the mirror.

I remember thinking as I shouted at them that my dream self was far more bold than my real self is. I wouldn't dream of shouting at a bunch of girls in a bathroom like that in real life.

As I got to the mirror I finally took a good look at what I had looked like out there with that group. I was surprised to see that I had clown make-up on my face. I wondered if that was why the guys had treated me like that. How long had my dream self looked like that? Or was this something that my mind had created just for this mirror scene. I didn't know.

I just knew that I needed to look like a guy. The clown make-up had turned into a mask in the last few seconds, so I just pulled it off. I concentrated again.

This time I made much better progress. Before I knew it, I was looking in the mirror at a guy. This was definitely a guy this time. He was nice looking. He had blue eyes, fairly short dark brown hair that had a bit of curl in it. I thought, "Wow...I'm good looking."

I looked at my clothes. This time I was wearing a bike jersey and biking shorts. My body looked very athletic and was definitly masculine looking.

But to make sure I reached down to my crotch. There was definitely a lump down there, though I felt no sensation touching it. I reached up to check on my breasts, and found that they were mostly gone--gone enough that they wouldn't be noticable by sight.

I looked at my self once more in the mirror. This time I noticed these odd boots on my feet. They looked like Roller Blades, but without the wheels. I wondered why they were on my feet.

As I looked at myself in the mirror, I thought back on everything that I had done in this LD, and I was suddenly worried that if I did much more that I wouldn't be able to remember it, so at this point with "mission accomplished", I let myself wake up so I could write it down.

LD from 11-6-07


Dream 1 (mini LD):

I became lucid. I don't know what triggered it, or what I was doing before I became lucid. I just knew that I wanted to find a mirror. I don't remember if I wanted the mirror because of last month's mirror task, or if it was because I kept telling myself that to do the gender change dream I needed a mirror to see the changes.

I knew I was wearing tan pants in the dream. So as I looked in the mirror, I was expecting to see tan pants. And sure enough, there they were, but they didn't seem to fit me right. I looked somewhat misshapen.

I looked at my face. I looked more like I did when I was younger and wore my hair with more natural curl. My hair was also longer than it is now. I think I was wearing my orangish long sleeved shirt (the one from my old avatar).

I stared at myself for a moment, not sure what I should be doing. And then it was too late. The dream faded.

Catching up...

Old LD from 10-05-07

I had a couple of lucid dreams this morning. I did an unintentional WBTB.


I was dreaming that I was about to see a circus. But the longer we waited to see it start, the more I realized that this wasn't going to be a very big circus. In fact it looked like they were going to use teddy bears for on of the acts. I wondered if they had any live animals at all.

At some point we moved to another part of the area. The circus still hadn't started.

I don't know what triggered lucidity, but I had wandered off and was starting to walk through the city...and I was lucid.

I looked at all the buildings. I wanted to really remember the details. I looked at a sign for a gas station. At first I thought it said "Tiffany's" in large red letters. I thought that was a strange name for a gas station. I looked at it again. This time I saw that it really said "Tiffy's". That seemed to be a more fitting name.

I tried to think of a cool task to try. I suddenly rememberd that one of the suggested tasks that I wanted to try was to find a newspaper and read it's headline.

The gas station would be a perfect place to find one. I ran to the doors. At first I saw a phone book and was tempted to open it and try to read it. But I decided that I really needed to do the newspaper first.

I saw the racks outside the doors that usually have newspapers and ads. The first three things that I saw looked like newspapers, but at a closer look they had people on the front making out. I figured it was some sort of porno. So I kept looking. I couldn't find any newspapers.

Finally a Mexican guy walked out of the doors and I saw that he had a newspaper. I asked if I could look at the headlines. He acted like I was very rude for asking him. But I said please again, and kind of helped myself to pulling the papers toward me so I could see. He didn't like it but he let me.


Unfortunately when I looked at the pages, I could see that it wasn't actually a newspaper, but some sort of sports magazine. I was disappointed.


I believe at this point I had a FA and I went on to other dreams.



But at some point I was lucid again.

I remembered that I wanted to try the Mirror Task again. I hurried into my bathroom. It was dark. I tried to flip the light switch. But it wouldn't work. So typical.

But I could still see a little. I could tell it was my reflection in the mirror. I reached out my hand and tired to touch myself.

I bumped the glass.

I tried again. I bumped the glass.

I remembered how last time I flew through the mirror to the other side. I backed up and dove toward the mirror. But instead of going through, my head bumped off the glass and I fell back into the bathroom.

Old LD from 10-3-07

I did WBTB with a little B6....


Lucid Dream with Advanced Task attempted:


I was in my church. I had just tripped over a ironing board that an older lady was using to iron her clothes. It suddenly seemed weird to me. I said to her, "This is just like something that would happen in my dreams."

As soon as I said that I knew I was dreaming. I remembered the Advanced Task of Pulling my reflection out of a mirror. I looked around for a mirror. The only thing that came close was a picture hanging on the wall. The glass was very refective. I figured that this would count.

I looked at my reflection. At first I could see an older man with grey hair. I didn't think this was any good, so I got closer to try to make it look more like myself.

This time I saw myself. I had shorter hair that was slightly curly and I was wearing some strange black and white patterned shirt. But I decided that would work for me.

I reached out my hand. It bumped the glass. I tried again--and once more it couldn't get throught the glass.

I thought, "Shoot, this isn't working. I need to think of something totally different to make this work."

I wonderded if it would count if instead of pulling my reflection out of the mirror if I could join it on the other side.

I figured it would count as the goal seemed to be to just end up on the same side of the glass as the reflection.

I backed up from the mirror and took a run at the picture. As I got close I jumped and dove straight into the picture. I went right through the glass and rammed right into the "me" on the other side. As I did I grabbed tightly onto my other self. I didn't want myself to get away. But as we fell and landed on the floor with a thud, it was too much. I woke up.

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 5-9-07

I had a lucid dream last night!

I actually woke up this morning about an hour and a half before I had to get up. I thought back and was frustrated when I couldn’t remember a single dream. I wasn’t feeling very tired, but I made myself go back to sleep so I could squeeze out just one dream. I usually can do that, even if it is just a short dream—and that’s all I wanted—just something that I could write down in my dream journal. It didn’t even matter to me at that time if it were lucid or not.

I did go back to sleep. And I did dream. I even had a lucid dream. The problem was that it was a very long complex dream. When I woke up, I thought, “Oh my gosh…how am I going to be able to figure that all out.

So I started by writing down all the things I remembered doing in the dream, lucid or not. Then I tried to sort them into the “before I became lucid”, “while I was lucid” and “after I was lucid” parts.

Then—I sorted through each section and put it together the way I best remembered and the way it seemed to make the most sense. And I actually think I did a pretty accurate job considering how mixed up I felt when I first awakened.

So after all that, here is the dream:


Dream:


It started non-lucid. I was following Jeff. He was walking toward the back of a building and was about to go in a side door. I remember passing a large sand castle that was by the door. I had no idea where Jeff was going, but I felt I needed to go too.

We went into the building. I believe we were separated at this point. I remember sitting in what looked like a waiting area. I remember this boy (about 12 years old) showing me some of his drawings. I then was watching something on a TV screen.

I’m not sure of the transition here. It may be that I was watching something on TV and then I was suddenly there. But next thing I remember was standing next to a large ferris wheel. People were climbing on it. There were ladder-like things to get to the seats.

Suddenly the ferris wheel starts spinning. I start seeing people falling off of it to the concrete below. I felt horrified. I thought that surely it was killing them. I didn’t want to be seeing this.

So—I decided in my mind that the people wouldn’t die. One by one, they picked themselves up off the ground and brushed themselves off and walked away. I felt much better.

Then I remember I was climbing the ladders on the ferris wheel. I was thinking, "If I were dreaming I could climb this with just my hands." --(that is something I have always liked to do in dreams—use my upper body strength and pull myself up things without using my legs). So I start climbing the ladder with just my arms. I remember it actually felt good. I could feel my muscles working but it had the satisfation of a good stretch.

Then it hits me—finally—that I actually am dreaming. Then I thought, “Of course I am—duh—it takes me long enough to figure this out.”

So I did the first thing that came to mind. I started to fly. For some reason I didn’t think about doing the Tasks at all. Instead I thought about how I really wanted to make this dream into a complex story line. I wanted to make it my story. But I decided it might be easier to start with something like Star Wars. I have always wanted to have a Star Wars LD anyway.

So as I flew I decided that I needed to be in space. And without any effort I was suddenly soaring though the stars. It was so beautiful and incredible.

I thought about how I had always wanted to do that, and I had never been able to do it before. I had read about others doing it and wondered how they managed to do it because it seemed to be a difficult thing to do. And I was so amazed how this just happened naturally for me in this dream.

I also thought about how everything was just too quiet. I wanted to hear a soundtrack. But I wasn’t able to get music going.

I noticed as I flew though the stars, that the stars seemed to be more concentrated above me. It started looking more to me like a flat ceiling. But I decided not to let that bother me too much. This was my first time creating a flight through space, and it was pretty darn good.

I realized that my next goal was to find a space ship. I really wanted to find Darth Vader and confront him. I looked below me and I now saw a white medium sized space craft. It was a dirty white with yellow and black trim. I knew Darth Vader was on that ship.

I flew to it. I knew that it I flew into it fast enough that I would fly right through the sides and end up inside. And it did.

Unfortunately (and this kills me), this is the part of the dream I remember the least. Something happened on that ship, but I have no memory what it was. But I do remember the dream suddenly fading.

I was suddenly back in a house. There was a hallway with a mirror at the end in front of me. I knew I was still in the dream. I also knew that if I ran straight at the mirror, that it would transport me back to space.

So I ran toward the mirror and was again back in space. I saw the same ship in front of me. I flew right at it. But instead of slipping back inside, I hit the outside. This time it was too solid for me to get it. I was very disappointed. Again the dream faded.

I was back in the hallway with the mirror. I ran at the mirror again. But this time, instead of going through it I bumped right into it. The mirror was very real feeling. I touched it, and the glass felt smooth and cool.

I decided that I would just run in to the wall. So I tried again. But I hit the wall. I thought, “No…no….now I am doubting and it’s not working. I have to believe. I have to believe…..”

So I took a dive and tried to go through the floor. But again my head just hit the carpet. Everything felt so real and so solid. Disappointed, I stood up. I made myself float and started doing back flips and the air. It felt really good to do those.

Suddenly I heard Jeff’s voice talking to me. I closed my eyes and then thought, “oh no, closing eyes in a lucid dream makes you wake up!”

I open them. Jeff was standing next to me. We were back in that original building. I had fallen asleep in the chair in the waiting room.

I said, “Jeff, you just woke me up from a lucid dream.” When I saw that he looked sorry, I added, “But I guess you had no way of knowing. It’s okay.”

He said, “If it helps, I brought you some ice cream.” He handed me a square container that had some cookies and cream flavored ice cream in it. It was fairly melted.

I took a few bites and was amazed at how good that tasted to me. Then I thought, “Isn’t there a reason that I’m not supposed to be eating this?” I didn’t want there to be any reasons, so I kept eating it.

Then I thought, “It’s the sugar. I’m not supposed to be eating sugar. And that’s right—I’m Raw Vegan now! I’m really not supposed to be eating this. How could I have forgotten?”

It then comes to me—I’m still in the dream! I never did wake up. I looked back in the bowl. All that is left is the melted ice cream at the bottom that is completely runny. I put a corner of the bowl to my mouth and drink the rest of the ice cream. I thought, “This is great. I ate all this ice cream and I didn’t mess anything up!”

At that point I woke up for real.

Old LD from 3-07

I just did the Advanced Lucid Task!


It started off in an elementary school. I went outdoors with another teacher and a group of kids to get something. We went out across the street and I noticed a big storm coming in. It hit us with a sudden fury. I thought that that was very unusual. I looked up at the clouds and noticed that I could see a funnel cloud starting to form.

Again that hit me as strange since we don't normally get tornados where I live. Then I thought, "Could this be a dream." It actually took a few seconds before I was totally convinced. I decided to try to fly. I almost was doubting that I could because this dream felt very real-life. But I jumped a couple of times and then took off into the sky.

I immediately remembered what I was supposed to be doing. I flew into some clouds, and when I flew out I could see the ocean ahead. I flew out over the ocean and came to the closest thing to an island. It was a long string of rocks and boulders sticking up out of the ocean. I looked around. I really wanted to have CoLd BlooDed, Ranma, and Oneironaut show up and help me with this since we had been talking about it. But I could see no people.

The boulders were covered with an abundance of animal life. I was in a hurry to get started because when I had the dream last night I woke up before I even got a chance to land on the island.

I swooped down and grabbed the closest animal--a sea turtle--and flung it as far as I could into the ocean. Then I moved on and grabbed some otters and also flung them out into the ocean. I moved along as quickly as I could flinging all manner of sea animals back out into the ocean.

Then I suddenly stopped and thought, "Wait, something is not right here. Snakes....I need to be getting rid of the snakes, not otters and marine iguanas.

I looked around again and saw a couple of cobras in the rocks. I grabbed them by their tails and swung them out into the ocean."

I flew along the rocks until I was sure that there were no more. And I was confident that I had rid this small chain of rocky islands from all snakes.

I had totally forgotten in my haste that I had planned ahead of time to use my "mind powers" to get them off the island. But I seemed to get the job done regardless.


Now my lucid dream goes on, but it gets a little weird.

I transistioned and was suddenly flying around inside a very large church. I was flying over people's heads, but wasn't paying them any attention since I knew that they weren't real.

I came to a very large reflective glass window. I looked at my reflection. I took note of what I was wearing. I had on a really strange outfit. I had on a whilte blouse and over that I had on a white tank top with a light green camo tank top. I was also wearing a white, almost see through white skirt.

I thought it was really the ugliest outfit I could possibly be wearing. I decided what I really wanted to be wearing was a pink bikini. I tried to make myself instantly be wearing the bikini. I couldn't do it. But I knew if I took off my other clothes, that I would have the bikini on underneith.

I must have felt like I was in a big hurry in my dreams, because I didn't just take my clothes carefully off--I ripped them off. And sure enough, there was my cute pink bikini that I had wanted. I looked at my reflection and thought I looked good. I am embarrassed to write this but after looking at myself for a minute, I decided to take the bikini top off and see how I looked. I did, and looked at myself and thought that I looked the same as in real life. And I'm going to have to stop here....sorry......


Note:

I had awakened at three in the morning. I got up for about an hour, took 50 mg of B6, then went back to be and half-heartedly tried to WILD. I had the Task fully on my mind as I fell back to sleep. And it worked.

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.

Alright, lets get this out of the way. I have Catoptrophobia. I can't say that it is incredibly bad, but I get really paranoid around mirrors. Especially in a dark area. I don't think I will ever get over it. Oh well, its not a huge deal. I'll just make sure my room never has a mirror in it.

The dream began with my friends at some campground. It was around a ocean, and we needed to go to Walmart to get some food for dinner. We returned later and we decide to take a nap. I end up falling asleep and waking up in my loft.
Odd... I don't sleep in my loft. At least, not since I had my Exploding Head Syndrome incident. Too creepy.
I did a reality check and discovered I was dreaming. It was a very vivid dream. The only somewhat blurry area was the top of my view. Thats when I noticed something in front of me. A mirror. I was terrified.
In real life I become incredibly paranoid and imagine the worst possible thing that could happen. I expect someone behind me.
I quickly tried to fling it away, but it didn't work. I knew if I thought of the worst, it would happen. Suddenly the thought hit my head, "Is someone behind me?"
A face appeared behind me in the mirror. I checked and it wasn't there. I began to freak out. I didn't want to be lucid anymore. The mirror grew larger and my reflection walked towards me. It was getting larger. It then hit me, I would wake myself up somehow. I thought quickly, closed my eyes, and screamed as loud as I possibly could. The scream was the loudest thing I have ever heard. It almost hurt my ears even though it wasn't a real sound. I felt the pain.
I then woke up in my bed.

Sorta freaked me out about lucid dreaming. And overcoming this fear isn't simply, getting over it. Its a phobia. Its almost impossible to cure. Oh well, the lucid dreaming will go on I guess...

6/29/2011
I'm in some sort of underwater vehicle with others, exploring in the ocean. I remember something about a shipwreck or magic or some sort of danger.

I'm at an apartment complex. I'm discovering great music, and I don't understand the words. It's in Latin or something. I'm trying to weigh myself. I fiddle with the scale to try to get it to work. Someone comes in. I hide behind the shower curtain, using the mirror to make sure I'm hidden, but it's just A.

Some security guard types are mixing a vat of candy stuff with a pretzel stick. It's deadly? They're feeding it to the seniors. Old guy above my apartment climbs down a trapdoor to the first floor and sees people moving outside. He starts to figure out what's going on and throws a fit.

I'm in a rocket, flying dangerously. I land on a strange tiny moon. There is lots of greenery, but one section is wilted and black. It seems evil and scary. There is a path with sprinklers on one side. I attempt to walk past without getting wet and fail. The king/mother/god of all sprinklers is at the end. I get very wet.

I turn the corner. There is a very localized bit of rain. I walk through it, and something presses against me from both sides, scrubbing, cleaning. It's like a car wash. Next up is polishing. I manage to dodge past that.

Turning the next corner, I'm back in the apartment complex corridor. I go in and find the old guy and someone else lying on their backs on the floor. They won't wake up. I try to open their eyes. I'm panicking. Their eyes won't open.

After waking, I read a bit and then decided to attempt a WILD. I think I wrote the various bits down in the wrong order, but I've got no idea what the right order is.

Fragmented experiences with vivid imagery. I see rotating vistas. I experience sleep paralysis sensations, breaking through into dream without being able to move or having no body.

I'm walking around my old house wrapped in a blanket, but when I look in the hall mirror, I see a shady, indistinct figure wrapped in a blanket whose only distinguishable feature is two bright blue points of light for eyes.

I'm in a department store, but I'm incorporeal, apparently. No one can see or hear me. I decide to become a fantasy character named Simon. I draw my sword. Apparently, I'm not invisible anymore, as everyone is frightened, running and crying out. I put the sword away and walk outside the store. There is a girl with long, straight, blond hair.

I hear a female voice talking about my death, as if it would be an experiment (on the world). She wonders if I am ready for "suicide counseling."

I remember something about a cliff, falling, a brief glimpse of my grieving mother, and a scene taking place in a bathroom.