Tygar

Date: 4/5/17 (Wed 3:38 AM)
Dream Title: (LD #72) Ex in a Moo Moo. (**Lucid**)
Dream: I find myself in my ex-wife’s house (she shows up in too many of my dreams). It is a very small house. I am in the kitchen area and everything is white; the floor tiles, the counters, the cabinets, the appliances, the table and chairs. There are boxes everywhere, like she just moved in. I can see an archway that leads to a living room which is also full of boxes. It is day time as I can see light coming in through the windows. My ex-wife is in the kitchen with me. She is wearing a large dress (a moo moo dress) that is a light blue color. She is hugely obese. I am here to help her unpack. She comes up to me and wraps her arms around my sides in a hug. She is so large that I can’t get my arms around her entire body. She looks up at me and I look into her strikingly blue eyes. She says, “OK. Let’s get this over with.” I don’t know what she’s talking about, so I reply “Get what over with?” She responds, “Sex of course.” I don’t know if it was because this became a “sexual situation”, which is a dream sign for me, or because of my awareness of the ridiculousness of this situation but I am instantly lucid without a physical reality check. I let go of her and walk away to a white door in the kitchen that leads outside. I am in the front yard of her house. The grass is green. There is a cement walkway which leads to cement steps, which lead to the street. The street runs from my left to my right in front of the house and there is another street directly across from where I’m standing which leads down a long hill. It is autumn. I can see many trees all around with leaves in brilliant shades of red, orange and yellow. I am so happy to be lucid. I take in the scenery. The sky is a perfect cloudless blue (I don’t see the sun). There are many small white houses in the neighborhood, all with well-tended yards. I decide to fly (yet again). I levitate off the ground and will myself to fly forward and upward. I am having trouble with control and begin to drift off to my left into some trees. I refocus my mind and remove any doubt that I have complete control of my ability to fly. I jet upward about 300 feet and then zoom off to my left. I am flying over a perfect New England town in mid-autumn, on a beautiful day. It is amazing. I can see the roofs of many houses below me and streets going in all directions. I can see a small pond below with perfect blue water. I see a white church with a tall steeple and fly over the large metal cross at the top of the steeple. I see acres of cemetery just after the church full of old head stones and red, yellow, and orange leaf covered trees. The dream fades and I wake up. (3:38 AM)