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Adding this to my DJ as a reference. Found it in a 2016 post in the attaining lucidity section. Below is from FryingMan. Thanks for putting this info out there FryingMan! I've been trying to connect meditation to my lucid dreaming practice and this helped me understand a bit more:

I think the best meditation for lucid dreaming is maintaining mindfulness during everyday, complex waking life experiences. In dreams, we do not sit or lie quietly in a room with only our thoughts for company. We are usually active in the dream world, interacting with objects and beings, noticing things moving into and out of our visual field, feeling emotions and reacting to our experiences. We are "living" just like (or similar to) we do in the waking state. In "The Tibetan Yogas of Dream and Sleep," Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche writes:

"This is the sequence: awareness in the first moment of experience, in response, in dream, ..."
In other words, in order to get lucid in dreams (regularly), we must first master awareness in the first moment of experience and response to experience! We must practice this while awake.

Rinpoche continues:

"One cannot just start at the end. You can determine for yourself how mature your practice is: as you encounter the phenomena of experience, examine your feelings and your reactions to the feelings. Are you controlled by your interactions with the objects of experience or do you control your reaction to them? ... can you remain in steady presence in diverse situations?"

I believe this, right here, is the crux of lucid dreaming practice.

Sitting mindfulness meditation (I prefer open eyed, with visual input, not sitting stock still or focusing only on a single object, but looking around experiencing my environment) can be helpful to get started. Start in a quiet location, like on a bench in park (there's still usually plenty of activity if you open yourself to experiencing it!) Then gradually move up to more and more complex, hustling & bustling environments as you master remaining mindful in relatively quiet situations.

I have been neglecting to write up my dream journals at length. These are notes from the last month sans narrative.

1/11/20

Hanging out with Korn
Nate doing back up vocals for them
I scream with them in a performance
Upstairs in one of their rooms
Monkey says cool we have enough fans
I say ok in that case you guys suck ass
Why don't you make some good music?
They laugh
They are doing an acoustic set practicing new music in their living room
It is a large room with many mementos
I sit off to the side and listen
The girls are brainstorming what to decorate themselves as
I recommend fairies or elves, they love the idea
There is a fancy marble stair coffee table that has a fancy chess board in the center of the room

1/13/20

Jeremy's truck pulling trash bin
Nate's tequila pond idea with Chris and Andy
Party in the backyard people jump the fence into my neighbor's pool
In the basement of my middle school, there is another shadow school
I attend a guest class with other adults
It is about lucid dreaming, Smile is teaching
There's a list of dream websites I ask him if he used Dreamviews he says no
Park my car at a strip mall and go into a costume store
Everyone wears different costumes
Turns into a sickbay by the entrance
I see Mel teaching different craft classes for kids
She talks to me about the teacher from my middle school
I wander the parking lot at night clicking my key fob trying to find my car, other cars keep beeping instead
I see other cars that are my model but different colors
Eventually, find my car and drive away

1/16/20

Old times video game flea market
I stow away in a minivan with two girls in the back
Aleeya likes me, her friend texts me an offer, and her picture
Ride all the way home with them
Hide from the parents

Their family runs a BBQ Restaurant that is incredibly popular
People line up around the building waiting for them to open
I gather their brisket is world-renowned

I am in downtown Kyoto
Part of a school trip but we have wandered off from the group to explore
Huge skyscrapers all around and fancy shops
Feels like a mall
I am with a friend at first but we get separated
I am dressed in all green/pirate pagan wear
I put on a foam life jacket I find by one of the booths
Look in many stores
Fancy glass store
The woman asks me if I need anything
I smile and say "I have no needs" and continue to browse.
She tells me the clocks are in the back
I am blown away by the detail and variety
I ask my friend if we can just book a single night Airbnb and stay downtown away from our group, he isn't sure

1/20/20

Guy shows me the tomatoes he grew, hands me three
I accidentally eat one and feel bad about it
It tastes good
One of my friends Elijah eats the other one
I only have one left out of the three he was showing me and feel bad because he did not offer me to try them
I am babysitting his kids while he is at work at a church
My shower has drywall over the tub and I am using a smaller section
There are three showers in my bathroom
I am on a video call with Leyanna
I am more buff than IRL

1/21/20

Who is Erwen?

1/22/20

In Spanish class
Smoke some weed and put in eyedrops
Class votes on who's drawing is the best on the board in the back
Everyone votes for Cody's pop can
Everyone knows he's dead
I leave the class without looking
Come back and ask the teacher to show me
We talk and I tell her he was my brother
Start to cry while I talk
The teacher is compassionate
She is younger now

We are now in Bosnia/Romania
My car is in a side lot
It is glistening purple electric in the sun
Another person is telling me how to take care of the paint with a special tool
I get in the car and three black guys get in the back seat as well
I ask them where we are going fellas
We drive down the street and they are content

I am with a girl who is my interest
We kiss occasionally
We are on crowded city streets and walking between cafes
We swim in a pool together, maybe skinny dipping, I have no shame

I am in front of a restaurant
Using a special tool with metal spheres on the end of it to break the glass corners of a structure at the entrance
As one side breaks, it sprays fine glass shards down one side of my face
I gather I am making the entrance into something new
A car with an older man pulls up and watches me work for a few minutes
He is confused
I try to explain to him what I am doing
He shrugs and drives away

1/26/20

Parents decide to go out to dinner with another couple, they are meeting another couple at a restaurant.
I am upset and tell them I disagree with their choice because it isn't safe to be meeting in groups of six yet.
I crawl into the car to express my dismay and they have a daughter of the friends in the backseat. The daughter decides to stay at home with us and so does the father but he quickly disappears somewhere.
It is G myself and her hanging around the house for the night.
It begins storming outside and we notice 2 tornadoes forming in the distance so we all rush in and go to the basement to bunker down and wait it out.
The wind and rain are very loud

In another house
Rundown and flooded in one entrance
The other door has a large hornet hive on the outside of it that buzzes viciously when I touch the door
The home is decrepit and seemingly uninhabited for quite some time
I walk back and forth between the two entrances trying to decide how to get out

I am in another room with several people
There is a young African American boy being violent with myself and others
I warn him to cut it out
He continues so I tackle him to the floor and pull out a shotgun I find on the floor and press the barrel against his cheek
I say now you stop this now or I'm gonna put a huge hole in your floor directly behind your head.
Someone else in the room giggles
He nods his head slowly with wide eyes
I pump the shotgun several times to empty the shells from the barrel
Only 2 or three of them are good cartridges the others seem to be crumpled and bunk

At a certain point, he finds a gun on the floor and starts waving it around jokingly aiming it at me
I scold him and tell him to never aim his gun at anyone, never let the barrel point at another person he doesn't intend on killing.
He moves the barrel to the side and up and down trying out the technique, I nod.

I am back in the house from earlier in the dream, only now I know it to be an Airbnb type setup and the family is away but coming back today.
We have only lived here for a couple of days but I feel like cleaning up thoroughly
Opening the windows and scrubbing counters and doing dishes I realize the house was much dirtier when I started than the mess we made
Check out is 3 pm and it is almost 4 o'clock and the family gets home while I am cleaning
For some reason, I have a large pot of water on to boil for mac n cheese
I almost throw away a series of canisters like garden pots or trash cans that are all stacked together
The owner tells me they are "odds and ends" I gather this is a hoarding family and may not take to my cleaning house that well. Oh well, the kitchen is clean and the fresh air is starting to clear the space.

1/27/20

Driving from the passenger seat
Keep changing seats, driving from the backseat
A cop turns around and follows me into the neighborhood

I attend church, Will Smith gives me a turban, Shaq shows me how to put it on
Boys and girls are separated
We celebrate afterward and I learn Dave Chappelle was there too

Beginning of a middle school Sunday school class, I joke they have to audition
People go along with it we all laugh

1/31/20

Get hooked by a helicopter fishing line
One large hook goes through my right foot
The other is in my right hand
They land and still pull me along
My toes and top of my foot have been mauled and gory
My knee and leg are torn up too
It doesn't hurt but I gather I am in shock

I am driving someone's white truck back to the spa
I select quick travel and the truck appears across the street from the spa and I am standing inside suddenly
Nothing looks recognizable
There are dozens of employees just standing around
Several clinic-based modalities have been added and I gather there are several doctors working for her now
It is more like a doctor's office than a relaxing spa
Mel is kind and tells me to have a look around
One of her eyes is all red
There are many new walls and walkways I have no idea how to get around.
The float section of the spa has been dumbed down and all the old murals have been painted over
As I walk back I try to walk through a room that has people laying on cots/hospital beds
A doctor across the room talking to another doctor raises his hand to me and shakes his head as if to gesture not to come this way
I try to go around but all other walkways lead to this room
I take the long way around and exit the spa
I am in a mall now and the spa has an entrance with many signs above it
So many partnerships it isn't even recognizable as a float spa
I am sad

2/02/20

In a big church service
Everyone had taken off their shoes
It ends with a congregation in the back wanting to sing a long traditional song
The pastor wants everyone to sing it
The smaller congregation is from an older church and wanted to sing it for everyone else
Everyone tries to sing it at once and it sounds horrid
An older man in the group at the back is pointing at me
I cannot keep my balance
Everyone else is turned around watching them
I am standing in front of everyone
The pastor has everyone restart the song but has a favorite kid begin the lyrics
They are on an overhead projector at the front of the room
It has like 5 verses

2/03/20

Boxing fight hug punching
Food festival giveaway large tent with a band
Tryst with Em, put up a tarp from rain
They cut people's hair
Nighttime kings island run
Bathroom with ancient symbols
I have seen the real thing
Shoot purple energy from my hand
I am magic and elusive
The invisible one is someone else and threatens our family

2/04/20

I am in Hank Greens classroom talking to him
Just happen to be there
We shake hands he's happy that I'm a fan

We are in a food garden
Outdoor pavilion, many vines, and varieties
I eat part of a huge avocado
The seed is soft and makes me sick and woosy

A cult wears blue and white
They are super defensive
I am wearing all blue and questioning them
I see my old guitar teacher in the leader's inner circle
I try to introduce myself but they scoff in metaphor and riddles
I don't understand a word they are saying to me
The leader looks like Kenneth Copeland
We have a 1 on 1 exchange
He has glowy red night time eyes
He talks for a few minutes and everything segues to much later, we have all been put in a trance
The leader is deposed somehow
We party at his end playing musical instruments like a bluegrass jam band
I play a stand-up bass on its side
We are in a theatre

We witness a boat coming down the snowy icy street very quickly and doesn't see the water's edge
As he approaches the intersection his boat plunges under the water by the angle he was turning and he goes under the ice
I gather this is a problem and he might need help
I see his boat barely surface and his body is limp
I jump in the fridged icy water and swim towards him
He's in bad shape, I pick him up and get him to the shore, he's not just knocked out, his body is pretty messed up
His eye is all red
His limbs are eviscerated and barely holding together
I pull out my phone and begin to dial 911
I gather he's not going to make it
He starts to come to
I tell him he's going to be ok
Just relax, just relax, you're ok man, don't worry you're going to be alright
I am deeply worried he will realize how bad it is and freak out in his final moments
The more I look at him the worse it is
In the final second, he realizes how messed up he is, his eyes go wide, and then still
It is over

2/07/20

Meditating at the bottom of a pool
Slow-motion choreography fight
Android woman all metal
Dad's backseat with spiders
Victor's party house, escape from police
The horn says $500!
Ben wears cyber goth BDSM wear to impress a young blonde
There are different tribes of post-apocalyptic gear wearing folk

2/08/20

In theatre to watch show laying on the floor in front of seats, I have a ticket
Argue with people in front who are mad I'm not in the right place
Use light to read the ticket and find the right seat
I sit in the very back
There is a massive explosion elsewhere while I'm in the theatre
I feel shockwave

On phone with a Russian girl, I am undercover
Sitting on a pergola next to the house smoking a cig, it is disgusting
Rick rolls up in a wrecked green car held together by duct tape
The car rolls over when parked wrong on a wooden grass divider I help him escape

Stalked by an ancient mummy
In a hospital, I press the "feeling down" button in the elevator
Makes an appointment with someone
I have a badge
They don't let me in the employee's area
Another nurse talks to me
I vent some and describe being stalked
They don't believe me
Christopher Eccleston is with me

I am in Jamaica
With a disabled family
Most of them are in wheelchairs/hick like
They tell me it costs 4k a month to live there
It is a large family celebration
They eat chicken tenders, sliders, and cheap pan pizzas
One of the siblings is a sentient hand in a jar
I want to find Mokko
I have no money or supplies, just my clothes
They point me down the road

I walk by myself for a while
There is a large music festival going on by the path
Some white girls notice me but I keep walking
I see Matthew walking by in a crowd, I call to him
He is somewhat annoyed for me to meet him
He tells me he is doing a collab with ML7
His hair is a large purple fro
I ask if he can show me the way to Mokko
He agrees and we walk down the path
Many run-down communities and farm places
It starts to rain hard and it is night
There are 4-5 feet of water we are traveling through
They are walking on bundles of straw that are standing up in a field
We are all soaked
Matthew goes ahead and I lose him
The friend is not ML7 but we walk together
He is short white and wearing black-rimmed glasses
He tells me ML7 is overrated and only good at Anna, we laugh together

We walk into a large tree community
Carved pathways and many rooms people/families are living in
I lose the friend
I am by myself for a while
I befriend a jamaica guy
We talk about Jamaica
I am passionate and he can see
I have no money so the panhandlers leave me alone
We see a couple of girls dressed as fairies
One tries to do magic and makes a small boy levitate
My guide climbs behind him to the second floor and reveals the kid was on a string
It was a sham to get money out of tourists
I have no money or possessions
The Jamaican guy tells me he can see a part of jamaica inside of me
Something is here for me to find

this DJ is more to help identify dream control methods and tackle a system of dream control that works outnght, today are more abstract note

Notes

• REM sleep is vivid to the point where clothing can feel entirely different to what's worn outside of a dream.
• the dream can react poorly in terms of stability if the form is altered.
• The effects of the dream aren't flashy because one's visual imagination may not have a direct point of reference.
• dream control in relation to magic systems isn't necessarily a shortcut, but it can help to organise dream control
• The brain likes it's realism, it's similar to "consensus" from Mage: The Ascension, and dream control seems to be oddly easier once no one is looking.

WAKING TASK: find a reliable system to build your dream control around, and practice visualization that isn't tactile.

Dream Points

• I managed to destabilise the dream until it changed most of it's topic.
• There was a really, really nice roadside shopping mall with multiple levels.
• I got into a toy war with a NERF gun that had multiple firing modes dependant on how you squeezed the trigger, automatic was "mid-way", semi-automatic was all the way, and the NERF gun appeared to have some kind of pneumatic firing mechanism.

Techniques attempted:

• Shapeshifting (attempted a female form in order to destabilise the dream enough to change it's topic).
• Conjuration, attempted to conjure the book from hunter x hunter's greed island arc
• Flight, wanted to traverse the mall.

This is the DJ entry I’ve been wanting to make for a while. Though I forgot to mention it in xcv I did try to incubate the dream about my clouds painting last night too.

Lately I feel that I’ve made some progress in regards to dreaming overall but at the moment my biggest impediment feels wholly out of my control, and that’s the issue I have of taking between 60 to 90 minutes to fall asleep, regardless of the time of day/night.

Falling asleep does feel easier when H is in bed at the same time but likewise I seem to lose focus of any thoughts about dream techniques much more easily. Even so, trying to incubate this dream about my painting has been helpful in that regard too since it’s helping me practice to stay in that focus even when H is in bed too.

The dream incubation visualisations aren’t particularly imaginative but do go into all the minimum details I think I’d need to have in the dream anyway. I also try to insert personal dream signs into the visualisations.

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About a week ago, I tried that thing of half-dreaming while listening to a full soundtrack again; and what I’ve noticed combined with my previous attempt is that generally it takes half an hour to start getting into that state (half the soundtrack roughly). This last attempt’s first half was preoccupied with those self doubting trivial thoughts that show up sometimes, but eventually I got over it.

Though the half-dream state didn’t go as far as last time (poorer visuals and weaker sensations this time), it did work. Unfortunately, because of how it was a weaker immersion, it did take more conscious effort to stay focused on the sensations and so it felt a bit forced.

The loudness or intensity of the music paired with the isolating nature of this particular set of headphones feels extremely important for achieving this, since it forces whole-body sensation while “disconnecting”, in a sense, from external input. My view on this is that the disconnect facilitates the half-dream state because it’s more like being asleep already even while still awake and semi-focused.

The other factor of note was that this time I was more preoccupied about the outside world too; since I was home alone this time I ended up feeling very vulnerable while doing this (in a tense way). As well as that, the previous time I also did this when I was already starting to get sleepy at night time, but this time it was done during the afternoon. Overall I attribute the smaller success to these various factors and the fact that I was simply more distracted from what I was trying to do anyway.

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The last note I think I’ll make is that my pain and tiredness have been bad for months, even on waking up, so a lot of times when I want to make note of dreams I really do feel incapable of it because of how tiring it feels. Still, this is all the more reason that I feel I’ve been fairly diligent and like I’m making progress about dreaming since I started being more active about the DJ again.

Completely non-dream stuff:

Just making a little note here, to remind myself that the past couple of nights I haven't been able to recall my dreams, for no particular apparent reason, other than the fact that my sleep is naturally poor.

Last night I compromised with my partner and made the radio stop coming on in the morning and I turn it back on for him after I've gotten up from bed (it's helpful for him to wake up). So we will see if this helps improve dream recall, as the voices from the radio were quickly making me forget details on some mornings, if it wasn't quiet enough.

However, over the last few days, since I've started keeping this DJ and reading the dreams of others, I have started to remember to do RCs in waking life more often, so that's a positive.

So a lot of my dreams, like I've said before, are just fragments. I startle awake a lot and forget what I was dreaming. Sometimes, though, I wake up and try to take notes. And then fall asleep while doing so. This is a collection of what I have on my phone. Most are confusing and incomplete but I figure they can hang out here instead of on my phone.

Will be updated as I have more fragments.

3/22/17

Secrets written on a piece of skin. The words on it fade. The first section is information only for his eyes. The second part is for the emergency contact. It gives more details about the vehicle.

The back is Dean's only friend and mentor and it's his contact information.

Yall I have no idea. I was not fully awake writing this. I remember the first part, being in a candlelit room. I think I was holding a book made from human skin (I'd watched some weird documentaries) and the words disappeared when someone else tried to read them. Past that, I have no idea.

3/22/17

Jamie and the others stuck on sky ride. Most of the front has evacuated. Jamie wants to but is afraid to jump. Others do.

When she's about to, Shield appear and emerge from lake below. Jamie jumps and Shield catch her.

They go to a jewelry store. Dean is welcomed and heads he a

Yeah. I don't know. The first part of the dream is accurate; Jamie is a character from my WWE fanfiction and she was afraid to jump off the broken lift that went over the lake. The Shield appeared and caught her when she finally jumped. I have no idea about the rest of the dream, and again I fell asleep typing the note...

Date of Dream: THU 11 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 111 - Conscious Confusion

I was in my backyard, holding a book of bound maths notes that I made in 2016 in real life. But then why I did I have a printed copy in my hands? WB had received them in real life via USB... Apparently I made this book (in the dream) for her sister LB and I printed it, intending for her to have a hard-copy. It was a close resemblance of the book in real life, the dream did give difference to a few small design features. In the dream, there was a strip of colour along the top and bottom of the pages, like a ribbon. I was going to use glitter glue for the page numbers but then I thought that I would be wasting the glitter glue if I used it all the way through.

The dream then skipped to me being with a large amount of Killester girls that were preparing to get on the buses to go to the SCSA Athletics. Weirdly, the dress code was winter uniform. Someone came and looked at uniform and said I needed to do my blazer up. So I did up the two buttons but then this person came back and said it wasn't done up... I had to to a third one up. The girls were about to leave but I had to go to the bathroom. When in the bathroom, it looked all empty, especially for such a big space. The room was filled with a red-tiled floor and only a few small toilet cubicles, only varying a little bit in their size and shape.

When I came out of the bathroom, I found myself in this wide, long corridor that was leading up to a lift... The lift door was open and WB was in it. I do remember the space of the lift being quite large, the walls were very white the the floor was a reddish-orange, velvet like material, almost like it was the inside of a house. I slowly approached the lift to try and get WB's attention but it was hard to do so as apparently someone else was in there, speaking to her. I got closer and at the same time, consciously asked myself, “Why aren't I getting scared?”. I kept trying to say hello to WB but kept getting no response. Eventually though, I was close enough and she heard me... She smiled and said hello back, and then I said to myself that I could head off.

I ended up back at the area where the buses were supposed to be coming but this time, a group of girls were getting briefed by Mrs. G about Canberra camp. I ended up being in Mrs G's group who was going from the 10th to the 13th but discovered that I wasn't placed in a cabin yet. I asked my friend KH if I could be in her cabin but she said it was full. Then I discovered that Ms. L was taking a second group of girls to Canberra from the 12th to the 14th and noticed that WB was in that group... I thought to myself maybe I could get a cabin with her. That's all I remember.



There will be a "Behind The Scenes" entry coming for this dream soon.

I awake and instantly want to go back into sleep, only move to comfortable position. Start repeat the mantra mentally with intention of lucid dreaming. The mantra is the first five verses of St. John's Gospel, as suggested in concentration technique from the "Rosicrucian Cosmo-Conception" book.

See a long dream, where at the end I was put into some prison and at the same time the clinic, skip it.
When I'm walking down the hall, it was no longer madhouse but the normal hospital, and there I realize I'm dreaming. I think about myself in reality, tell myself first and last name, pay attention to the awareness, and it began to amplify. That was my plan in those days.
Then I went into some room, there are many children running around and sit at the tables, I go between them, children touch and look at me. I see the door to the second room, and go to it. At the entrance, on the table I see a girl, she looks like Angelina Jolie. Come up and looked at her, she looks at me, I see that is not Angelina Jolie, and girl 12 years. I go into next room, there is the same, returned to the first room.
Was bored, I want to get out of here, think I need to find a portal to another location or any exit away. I look around, can not find any portal or exit, and I saw the window. I see outside a very beautiful wooded mountain, it is a way out. I went to the window and begin to penetrate through it, there were two glasses, passed through them, standing on the ledge, putting my hands along the wall. Old brick house, facade is not repaired. Children ran up the window and look at me. Feel the cold wind, air is fresh and pleasant. large distance to mountain. I look at the streets of the city, looking down height of about 5 floors, was a bit scared, but I knew that I was in a dream and nothing to fear.
I think what to do, jump or not, decide not to jump because afraid to awake, think maybe I fly down smoothly, but not sure what will happen, decided to just slide down the wall. I turned and took hold of the ledge, it broke at once and I slowly fly down, fragments flying around me. Landing softly, near falling fragments, when hitting the ground broken into black sand. And I become to lose the picture, dream faded, and awake

Spring 2013

Dreamed that I see a beautiful girl on the beach. And in next moment I'm flying out of my body to her, she was an image before, it was a clear sense - separation of the astral body.

Fully lucid here, fly up to her and kiss, feel I kiss an animal, but rather why the otter, even was quiet growl or something, and she begins to disappear, and disappeared into thin air.

Look around, I was on the beach, near the river flows, about 100m wide, fast flowing and dark deep water. Looked away toward of river, see a beautiful sky, clouds tinged with pink, like the dawn, get inspiration from it. Looked at my hands, they are almost like in real life, only lines more clearly expressed. Sat down, touch the sand, feeling soft not quite same as in physical, took a handful, he pours through fingers. Look again at sky and river, and I could not resist so wanted to swim, jumped into it, but it seems I was not ready and caught awakening. The last thing I saw a man floating down the river with a very high speed.

(Here I'll say shortly about my practice of that time. I start to practice exercise of retrospection from "The Rosicrucian Cosmo-Conception" by Max Heindel in december 2012, and I do it everyday for about two years, to january 2015. This retrospection in my opinion is best practice to start lucid dreaming. In fact it is repentance. The concentration, second exercise, is the mantra, I do it from time to time, as it is written in text of exercises at the end of the book. You can find and read.)

Hello everyone! I'm from Russia, and want to share my experience of lucid dreaming on English. It will hard to me, with this special theme, because my English is not good, but I want to try, and Google translator helps me. Sorry for mistakes.

I started practicing from the beginning of 2013, but had some experiences from early childhood. I had blog in the Russian Internet (and still have from 2015, since 2013 is now closed as a personal, but experiences are written in it) and I will translate the best experience out of it, and add new ones.

So I go with first lucid dream from my old journal.

January 2013, I read "Clairvoyance" by C. W. Leadbeater and at night I had a first lucid dream after understanding this phenomenon:

Dreaming that I'm going on the road in two quarters from the house where I live, and find myself on the market which is not in the real world, and in this moment awareness comes to me.

The first time I drew attention to my body in a dream and felt it, my movements slowed down and I pulled hands forward, I swayed. I was approached by a man who traded in the market and he said, "I'll help you". He put me beside his shop. Traded in it green cabbage. With him was a woman, probably his wife. I said to him something like "you are trading cabbage?" and laughed that cabbage traded in a lucid dream, I thought it was funny by inexperienced. What more I do not remember exactly, but it was awake or I lost awareness.

Dream - Lucid

I'm not sure where I was. It seemed like a classroom, for some reason I wanna say it was an art classroom. I feel like I was at some thing where you stayed over night or something. There were many others there as well, I think mostly women. There was this group of black girls who had it out for me for something I had said. I had been very angry earlier and spouted some things off, but I don't remember what they were. They kept giving me hell for it, writing me notes telling me off but never really telling me off to my face. I don't remember what they said other than they were very angry at me, and I was very angry too. One of them said something in a note regarding depression or something maybe? Like trying to tell me I needed to stop going on about being sad and I didn't have it bad or something. I wrote back a nice response, saying that unless you've been where I've been, in the darkness of depression, then she couldn't say a damn thing because it's that bad. You don't know unless you've been there. After that, the notes stopped.

I remember bits of being in the house I grew up in, something felt like Christmas there but that's all I recall.

Also, something about my daughter. It also involved the black girls. I think the thing I was angry about had to do with her, actually, or at least that was part of it.

I know I dreamed more and I may remember more later but this is all I have right now. I'm lucky I got to type this out this morning; my girl usually gives me a run for my money in the mornings, but she's just finished her bottle as I'm typing so I had a minute.

non-dream dream lucid-dream
i am sorry that there is no dream for today, but i wanted to post this because i wanted to demonstrate just how important a sleeping pattern is. as you can see from the title i only got 5 hours of sleep last night, because i slept over at a friends house, which directly correlates to the number of dreams i can remember. It is, i feel, important to note that you should no seclude your self or stop seeing your friends, bu if you are serious about lucid dreaming, don't go out too often (no more than once or twice a week). But bare in mind, i am still a lucid dreaming noob.
~ Thanks for reading

Hi, figured having only listed orca dreams 2-4 was a bit confusing so better late than never, here is #1.

Well, i cant really remember much. literally only one picture of seeing one orca on a concrete floor alongside a pool at likely a aquarium. not much, but now we have a source for #1

Note, these arent all the orca dreams ive had. ive had only like 2 that i can recall before june 2015. I probably had more but it was before my active involvement with my dream life. so I decided to start officially numbering them now, starting with #1 at the beginning of june 2015.

Dream
Lucidity

I was in a suburban neighborhood going to a friend's house, who had a Muslim father. We liked each other but couldn't date because her dad had just found out that she wanted to be a Christian. Some sort of earthquake was going to happen so I went to pick up something at a Walmart. Some guy started messing with me and we got in a fight. He pulled out a small little gun and I disarmed him and beat him even more. Security took me in and told me to do a memo on what happened. J. Martinez and R. Granado showed up and helped me, even showing me camera footage of the incident. What happened was nothing like I remembered and I did a lot of references to Frozen while talking to the guy I had fought. I watched a lot of videos of me fighting and I was thinking about dreaming and did a failed reality check. In the room I was with, Megan was sleeping. Megan got up because of some sort of leg pain. I hugged her and asked her if she was ok and told her I loved her since she said it first.
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I was in what I knew was my room and somehow realized I was dreaming. I flew up to the top of the building I was in and I started playing with my water magic. I spun in circles embracing the water I conjured. I looked at my hands but no water was coming out, which angered me a little. I flew around the night and jumped off the roof to the ground many stories down, only to do it all over again not once feeling fear or pain. Testing my dream control, I flew through the floor, appearing in the same room I was in. I did the same with the roof of the room. I decided to leave and went back to where I was, looking for a door to teleport me out of the area. For some reason, the first thing that came to mind was a prostitution ring, so that's where I chose to go. Going through a door, that led to a bathroom, I decided to go through the bookshelf and the wall behind it because I knew that would take me somewhere. I walked towards the bookshelf and eventually through it, only to get stuck half-way inside it. I wailed my arms, trying to grab onto something to pull me past the shelf but I told myself "It's all about expectation" and expecting to actually be able to go through the wall, I did, entering a long, dark, scary hallway. I reached for my flashlight, wondering if I even had my duty belt on. I shined my flashlight through the hallway, illuminating the way with a realistic beam. I covered the flashlight halfway, in case there was something on the other side of the hallway that could see the beam.
Eventually, I came upon a large, empty office room on a high building, with windows that allowed me to see out into the other tall buildings in the city. Looking around, I saw a desk, couch, bookshelf, old TV, and some paperwork. I knew it had to represent something so I yelled out "What does this represent!?" and pointing at the TV, implying that it would turn on and tell me my answer. Instead, the TV turned on and showed a channel with weak signal and static. There was a bag full of money but on the straps holding the money, there were notes that would read in order. The notes were from many different people and I knew one of them was personally from my subconscious, I saw another one that said it was from my pastor. The one from my subconscious stated something about when I was younger. I started worrying about remembering everything when I woke up but kept reading. I saw a map with a list of places but the only one I could remember was 'Rake's, OH' before waking up.

Notes: I've been having lucid dreams very frequently since eating shit on bike this summer and concussing myself. These almost always occur just after falling asleep and usually end with the sensation of choking, resulting in waking up. I also almost always drool during these events.

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I appeared, quite suddenly, in a long metallic looking hallway glowing with a strange red tint. I perceived that this was representative of some distant war fire.

In reality, I had just sent my friend a Facebook message before suddenly falling asleep. Instead of focusing on the still empty hallway I thought about that for a minute, then turned my attention to my physical body, which felt numb. I could feel myself drooling. Realizing I was lucid dreaming, I decided to stop wasting my time focusing on external factors and focus on the dream.

My first thought was to dream about fighting off a horde of baddies. A bunch of grunts wearing steel helmets and lamellar armor appeared. An axe appeared in my hand. I started to fight.

At first, I couldn't move quickly. Something in my mind was holding me back from fully controlling the dream. I thought "no, move faster" repeatedly until eventually, my dream self could move full speed.

My brain continued to try and derail my lucidity. At one point I conjured some fat dude in office attire to grab me and pull me away from the action. After thinking, very purposefully, "fuck off" a few times, he did so. Almost immediately after that, the part of my brain that wants to confound me conjured my dad and tried to turn my lucid dream into a nightmare.

He was being attacked by several grunts, his hand reaching out to me from between a door crack. I knew my dream was going to have him killed. I threw my axe and stayed one grunt, the other disappeared. My dad lay bent over unnaturally over a couch, I could tell part of my brain was waiting for me to interpret his figure as dead.

"Nope, he's fine," I thought. Dad sprung back up, totally untouched.

At this point, I started to feel the choking sensation and knew I wasn't going to be able to remain asleep. I felt like I couldn't breathe. The dream swirled out of focus. I began to hear my physical body making a choking noise. I woke up and breathed. My pillow was covered in drool.