lucid

5/23/11

LD #44 – Out of work for 2 days

In my dream I am laying on a couch, under a blanket, in a strange house. There are a lot of craft stuff on the floor near the couch (Glue, paper, glitter, etc). My mother is in the room with me. I have a glue stick in its original packaging and I am trying to open it. Then I ask my mother if I have been out of work sick for the last 2 days. She replies, “Yes.” Somehow this doesn’t sound right to me. This entire situation doesn’t seem right to me. I look at my hand and count 8 fingers. I’m lucid! Then Olivia and Emily come into the room and start playing with the craft stuff. They are gluing stuff and ripping the paper. I ignore them, get up off the couch and head for the door. I walk outside. It is a clear sunny day and I am near Oxford/James Street. I decide to go find my ex (who lives near there). (In RL my wife say her recently and commented about how much weight she gained – I want to see her for myself). I start walking down the street and then I cut over to another street and start walking up a hill. I am suddenly very aroused.

Spoiler for Sexual content:

I reach into my sweatpants (which I just realized I am wearing) and my penis is hard. I decide to make it much bigger. I grab hold and stretch it to at least a foot long. Now it will no longer fit comfortably in my pants so I pull the waistband down and let it stick out for all to see.

I am walking up a hill and am surprised to find that I am exerting effort to do so. This seems very strange considering I am dreaming. I make my mind up to have sex with my ex as soon as I finder her to test out my new genital size. I look at a building as I walk past. There are letters carved into the stone surface and I am amazed at the details. I remember that it is important to focus on the dream in order to not lose lucidity. I look down at the sidewalk and marvel at the details. I can clearly see every detail of the tar exactly like RL. The dream begins to fade and I wake up to loud music. I am in someone’s backyard squatting on a lawn chair (I’ve had a false awakening). Then I realize I am still dreaming, but everything fades out and I actually wake up.

5/22/2011

LD #43 – Tandem Jets?

I am still not actively pursuing LDs but it is always a treat to have one and surprisingly I had 2 in 2 days.

In my dream I am talking with my sister Sue and her husband Steve. We are outside and it is a clear sunny day. I am telling them that their son, Adam, was jumping out of a second story barn window. They looked shocked and I feel bad for tattling on Adam. I try to cover for him by saying he had piled up lots of soft stuff (hay, blankets, etc) so he would land without getting hurt. I glance up in the sky and see a strange jet plane. It has 6 wings and between each set it has a large circular structure (I have seen this before in spy jets). I my mind I know that these are new US military jets called “tandem jets”. Suddenly I realize that these jets don’t really exist. I know I’m dreaming without doing a RC. I am very excited that I am having a LD. I walk away from my sister and brother in law. I am on top of a huge hill overlooking my home town. I can see wooden stairs which have been built to climb the steep hill going down for hundreds of feet. I jump off the first step to fly. For a moment I have trouble and start to drop at a slow rate. Then I get control and shoot off into the air superman style. I do a huge loop-de-loop and then dart up into the clouds. It feels wonderful to fly!! I look down on the town from thousands of feet up and suddenly wake up.

4/15/2011

LD #42 – Golf course is a winter theme park

I’m not trying for LDs anymore. I’m just too busy with life to put any focus on it. Yet I was pleasantly surprised to have an LD this morning. In my dream I was driving in my car down Upland Street. The sun was shining brightly. I looked to my right and could see the golf course completely covered in gleaming white snow. I looked to the far end of the golf course and there was a huge, beautifully build, cathedral. It looked like something you would see in Europe. I thought to myself, “What the heck is that???” I looked down the street and could see a golden temple (looked like something from Japan). At this point I knew beyond a doubt that I was dreaming. I pulled down a side street and parked next to snow covered side of the road. I jumped out of my car, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and was comfortably warm. I jogged down the street, crossed Upland Street and jumped over the snow bank onto the golf course. There were paths in the snow and I looked around. There were all kinds of areas set up for people to slide down the hills. There were people everywhere and long poles with red flags on them, just like a theme park. I walked down one of the paths to a booth and got in line behind some other people. I was planning on buying some ticket. At this point I lost lucidity. There were two women in line with me. They were sisters and both had short brown hair and nice figures. I began to speak with them and both had nice British accents. In my dream I knew I was only 17 years old. I ended up kissing one of the women and the other one got very mad at me because she said her sister was only 15 years old. I thought to myself, “Hey, I’m only 17. No big deal.” Then I woke up.

2/6/2011 – Did I have a Lucid Dream and forget it?

I believe I had a lucid dream. What I remember was waking up (false awakening) in my bed after a lucid dream. I wrote some key notes in the notebook I keep beside my bed. Then I got up and left my bedroom. I walked out and I was out in a park, near a lake. One of my coworkers was there and so was my wife. I ran over to them and told them all about my lucid dream. Later, when I actually woke up, the only thing I could remember from the LD was testing out my superpowers by doing a bunch of gymnastic movement. I started with spring backward onto my hands, then feet, hand, feet, hands, feet, then into a triple back flip, and landed on my feet. I remember this part clearly, but nothing else. I really don’t know if I had an LD or not…so I won’t count it.

2/10/2011 – LD #41 – Money triggers lucidity

Finally, a good LD; and it was pretty long. I remember dreaming about being back in my parent’s house. I was in my room, which was much larger than it was in reality, and my mother was there helping me to move furniture. I then left the room and went outside. The outside of the house was actually a cabin in the woods (it looked nothing like my parent’s house). I took my car and drove down a hill and parked just off the road. I walked through a small area of woods and exited into a large open field. There were people there, including my wife. We were going to play softball. Then my wife told me that I had parked in someone’s yard and I would have to move my car. I looked to my left and there was my car parked on the grass right next to a house. I felt bad, ran back to my car to move it…except it wasn’t my car anymore…it was a small plastic van (about 3 feet long) which looked just like the van from the A-Team. There was a seat and steering wheel on the roof of the van and peddles on the sides. I straddled the van and began peddling. It moved along at a good pace and I peddled it out onto a road. I went right past the field and waved to the people. I was having fun peddling around on the toy A-Team van. I peddled up a steep hill; I could actually feel my legs struggling to peddle up the hill. I went over the crest of the hill and the pavement ended. The road became a rough dirt road and there were old train tracks running down the middle. I stopped my van when I noticed some money laying on the tracks. I ran over and picked up a few one dollar bills. Then I looked further down the tracks and there was more money. I was very excited and jogged over and picked up a large bunch of bills, some ones, some tens. I looked further down and there was more. As I moved toward the money a kid (about 7-8 years old) ran over and grabbed a bill. It was a two dollar bill. I saw another two dollar bill in the dirt and picked it up. Another kid ran up to me and I gave it to him. I didn’t want him to feel left out because his friend had found one. Suddenly, I realized how strange this was that I was finding money all over the place. I looked at my left hand, and didn’t even need to count my fingers because they looked as squiggly and weird. I’m lucid. I remind myself to stay calm and not to think of myself back in bed. I jog back to the van and straddle it. I decide I want to ride it down some steep hills. I peddle up a small hill to my right. As I reach the top I will the other side to be a very long steep drop, like a roller coaster. When I go over the crest there is a 100-200 foot, almost vertical, drop before me. I am very excited and peddle the van over the top. I zoom down the drop, smiling all the way. The woods on both sides of me are a blur and I can feel the sensation of me dropping at high speed in my stomach. I come to the bottom and will the van to roll up the next small hill, and will another large drop on the other side. I do this three times and I am having a blast. On the forth hill I leap off of the van with my arms out to the sides in a swan dive. I free fall hundreds of feet laughing with glee all the way. I land on my feet, into a low crouch (how I picture superman would land after zooming to the ground). I run forward and I’m on the golf course in my old neighborhood. I want to fly. I leap into the air and soar upward. I do a full loop-de-loop and then hover. Everything starts to get dark. I worry for a moment that I am about to wake up. I see a tiny dot of light above me and put all my focus on that. The dot of light gets brighter and then thousands of other dots appear before my eyes. They are stars and I am looking up into the night sky. I drift down until I touch the ground. I am still at the golf course, but now it’s night. There are several DC s around me. There are four I don’t know, but I recognize two of them; my old friends John and Dave. I hug them both, smile at them, and then leap back into the air. My flight stops as one of the DC s has grabbed my legs. I land and look at him. He has brown hair and is wearing a brown leather jacket, white t-shirt, and blue jeans. I am extremely annoyed. He tells me that he won’t allow me to fly. I laugh and respond, “This is my dream and I can do whatever the hell I want.” I reach out with both hands and grab his neck. I squeeze and his flesh is like putty in my hands. I pull my right hand up, and push my left and down and pop his head right off his body. There is no blood; it is as if his body is made of clay. His body falls backward onto the grass and I toss his head down next to it. I comment to his head, which is still looking at me with animated eyes, “How do you feel about that?” He doesn’t answer. I notice a building, which was not there before. I jog over to it and go inside. It is a small dinner. There are booths, tables, and a counter. I decide I want to eat some sweets. I move over to the counter and lean over to see if there is anything behind it. I see the grill and cooking utensils, but no candy. I think to myself, “this is my dream and I want some candy.” I look to my left and there is a wire rack with gum, breath mints and a bunch of Dove chocolates. I grab a handful of the chocolates and place them on the counter in front of me. I sit on the stool behind me and unwrap the foil packaging. I put the chocolate in my mouth and it tastes incredible. It is the best chocolate I’ve ever eaten. I let it melt in my mouth. I take the next piece of chocolate, and instead of unwrapping it I simply pinch it between my finger and thumb and it pops out of the wrapper. I eat this one as well. Then I think, “This is my dream, why do I have to unwrap these?” I wave my hand over the pile of chocolates and will the wrappers to be gone. I pickup and put the next one in my mouth. For a moment I can taste aluminum foil, but I will it to be gone. I eat 5-6 more pieces without any issues (no more wrappers). They are absolutely delicious. I glance out the window and there is a street lined with white brick buildings. There is also a cooler case (like the ones in a supermarket where they keep soda) in front of one of the buildings. It is empty except for a cat (which is white with brown spots). I consider leaving the building to check this out when the dream fades and I open my eyes. I do a RC and I am really awake and it is 4:15am. I jot down some note in my DJ and go back to sleep.

1/24/2011

LD #40 – “Cartoon World”

This was a frustrating low level LD.
My dream started out where I was home with my wife. I had not gone to work and realized I had not called in and was going to be in trouble. I got up because I thought there might be water leaking into the basement (this happens in RL) and went down into my basement. As I suspected there was a large puddle of water on the floor. I went down the stairs and kneeled down next to the puddle. There was sawdust in the water and I realized my wife had put it there in an attempt to soak up the water. I was annoyed because now I would have to cleanup wet sawdust. Then I remembered that ‘water doing damage’ was a dream sign for me. I counted the fingers on my left hand and counted 5, but my fingers were all blurry. I looked away and recounted and I had 8 fingers. I am lucid. I walk back up the stairs and remembered what to do if I became lucid. I stopped and told myself to remain calm, I tried not to think of myself back in bed. I started walking down a long hallway with gold colored wall paper. As I walked I rubbed my hands together and shouted “increase clarity”. Things became a bit clearer, but not much. The hallway turned to the right several times (I realized I was walking in a square.) Then I found my front door and walked out. I found myself walking out into the driveway of Stacy King’s old house (from my old neighborhood). Outside looked like a computerized cartoon. The colors were vivid, but it looked artificial. I was in a cartoon version of my old neighborhood. I walked across the street and there was a cartoon guy who I know was a pizza maker. He looked like a stereotypical Italian pizza guy from old cartoons (i.e. thick black mustache and hair, wearing a white apron stained with pizza sauce, a bit on the fat side, etc.) I decided to fly. I jumped into the air and flew about 100 ft up. I looked around and could see the ocean a few miles away. Out in the bay a whole bunch of long thin tornados (maybe 50+) were coming my way. I flew up again, and decided to fly to the moon. I began to move at incredible speed, but as I broke through the clouds my dream world shifted against my will. I found myself back in the cartoon world. I was in a supermarket. I was sitting in an inner tube and I felt like I was drifting down a “lazy river” at a water park; however I was floating down the supermarket isle. I am getting frustrated with this dream but make no attempt to seize complete control. I decided to try for sex. I saw a picture of a cartoon woman on the wall (part of an advertisement…she is holding a loaf of bread in her hand). I pulled the picture off the wall and tried to turn it into a real woman, but couldn’t. I yelled out “increase clarity!”, but nothing happened. I saw cartoon woman stocking some shelves and as I drifted by her I pulled her onto my lap. I attempted to remove her clothes but couldn’t find any buttons or zippers. At this point I realized I do not have full control of this dream and it is very annoying, so I decide to just wake up. I close my eyes and focus on the fact that I am back in my bed. I wake up.

I haven’t actively persuing LDs for the last few years. I have had a few LDs, but to my great regret I did not write them down. (They were all very brief). One of my coworkers mentioned seeing the movie Inception the other night. He then asked, “Didn’t you use to have lucid dreams?” We talked about it for a while and he asked if he could borrow my LD books. I dug the books out of storage and gave them to him last week.

My Christmas morning went well, but I was up way to early. Later that morning I dozed off and had my first LD in a while…unfortunately it was brief.

12/25/10 - LD # 39 “Moldy shower”

I’m dreaming that I’m taking a shower and I notice the drain is stopped up. I am standing knee deep in water. I bend down, stick my hand into the warm water and remove the metal stopper from the drain. However the water does not drain. I stick my fingers into the drain and pull out the head of one of my razors. (in real life, I had dropped a razor head and it went down the drain. I was worried that it would stop up the drain.) The water still isn’t draining and I am frustrated. I glance up and notice a thick disgusting mold growing on the shower wall right in front of my face. Something strikes me as not right, and without a RC I realize I am dreaming. I am lucid. I stand up and pull back the shower curtain. I look at myself in the foggy mirror and notice my reflection has his eyes closed. I just chuckle. I stop out of the shower, naked and dripping with water, and head for the door. I want to fly. I hesitate to walk out of the bathroom because I am naked and people my see me. I smile at my hesitation and open the door. I jog down the hall to the kitchen, heading to the door so I can get outside, but I can feel the dream beginning to fade. I don’t think to spin because I am so out of practice. Just as I reach the door and grasp the cool metal handle, I wake up.

I have decided to pursue LDs again. I really miss having LDs. However, I will relax and not get frustrated.

3/31/2007
LD # 38 – Kissing Gwen???
In my dream I am down in my basement getting ready to workout. There is a mirror in the basement and bright sunlight is coming in through the cellar window. I walk over to the mirror and begin to examine my completion for blemishes. I find I have a small pimple on my chin and squeeze it. A fistful of grey thick clay-like goo comes out of my face. I am shocked and disgusted…..suddenly I realize the situation isn’t right. I look at my left hand and count 6 fingers. Doubting the results, I count again and I have 8 fingers. I am lucid. I look around my basement and, as always, I am completely amazed by the clarity of the dream world. I can see the texture of the carpet, the light reflected off the surface of the vinyl cushion of the workout bench, and the chipped paint on the door that leads to the bulkhead. I walk to the door and pull it open with ease (in RL it always sticks). I walk up the 5 cement steps and push up on the bulkhead, it opens with ease and I walk outside. It is an amazingly perfect summer day. The sun is shining brightly, the dark green leaves are on all the shrubs and trees, and the grass is plush. I take a deep breath and can smell fresh cut grass on the air. My cat runs out of the open bulkhead, jumps into the air and flies away. I laugh out loud as I watch him fly with his little paws out in front of him like super cat. I begin to sing a silly song about the beauty of lucid dreams (I can’t remember the words, but I know they didn’t make senses). My voice is absolutely amazing…..I think, ‘If I could sing like this in real life I would win American Idol easily.’ Then I notice the house behind mine. I look up to the up-stairs window and see my neighbor, Gwen, sitting on the windowsill wearing an emerald green dress. I jump over the 6 foot tall white stockade fence that separates the yard (the fence isn’t there in RL) and land in her yard. Still singing beautifully, I walk over to a picnic table and jump up onto it. She notices me and moves away from the window. A moment later she comes out of the back door and says hello. I jump into the air and fly over to her (showing off). She doesn’t seem to be impressed. Suddenly the urge for sex is right there, threatening to take over. I fight it, but I still want to see her naked. I tell her to go back into the house and change so I can take her flying. She turns back to the door, tries the handle and says “I’ve locked myself out.” I hold out my hand to the lock and will it open. The lock clicks open. Then I move my hands upward and will all the windows to open, and they all slide open. Now she looks impressed and I say with a smile, “I’m a master of magic.” She smiles at me seductively. She opens the door, but before she can go inside I walk up to her, wrap one hand around her waist and my other hand gently moves to the back of her head……I pull her tight to me and kiss her deeply. As I have discovered in past LD’s, a kiss can be as good as sex in a lucid dream……I am on the verge of orgasmic pleasure from this kiss……….I wake up.

January 2007 – LD #37 - I’m Spiderman, kinda
I am driving up a hill toward the house where I use to live with my ex-wife (she still lives there). When I see the house it is no longer a house, it is a three-decker apartment. I am shocked. Then I realize that something doesn’t seem right about this situation. I pull to the side of the road in front of the house, but the car in park and look at my left hand. I count 7 fingers. I am lucid. I get out of the car and walk up to the front of the house. There are balconies on each floor. I decide to go up to the 3rd floor and see what the house looks like from the inside. But I decide not to fly…..I want to try something different. I try shooting webs out of my wrists like spiderman. On the first try web sprayed out all over the place (like opening a can of soda that had been shaken). I focus and try again. It works better this time and steams of web shoot upward, but don’t stick to the balcony. I worry that I may wake up at any time and forget about the webs. I jump into the air, fly up to the 3rd floor and land on the balcony. I walk into the apartment through the open sliding glass door. The room is dimly lit but I can make out a couch and a tv. Suddenly I can feel myself waking up….the dream is beginning to fade. I grab onto the door jam and focus on the feel of the cool wood on my hand and I focus my eyes on the wood grain. I try desperately to stay in the dream, but it fades and I wake up.

December 2006 – LD #34 – “Sitting on parent’s deck”
I was at my parent’s house, standing on their deck, and it was a beautiful summer day. Suddenly, I realize that they removed the deck and had a garage built 3 years ago. I look at my left hand and count 8 fingers. I am lucid. I decide to simply look around. I examine everything around me: trees, grass, a stone wall, the tree covered hills in the distance, the sky, the clap-boards on the side of the house, the pavement of the driveway. I am astounded (as always) by the amazing detail my mind has created. I wake up.

December 2006 – LD #35 – “Back in Reading/run instead of fly”
I find myself walking down a street in a town I lived in from 10-14 years old. I am walking to my old grade school. Suddenly I realize that I haven’t lived in this down for 23 years and I can’t remember how I got here. I look at my left hand and count 6 fingers. I am lucid. I continue to up a hill until I reach the top. I can see my old school down the hill on the right side of the street. The detail is amazing. I jump in the air and begin to fly slowly upward. I do a single loop-de-loop and land. I decide that I don’t want to fly in this dream. Instead I want to see how fast I can run. I begin to sprint down the hill. I pass the school in less than a second. It is just a blur in my peripheral vision. In front of me (about ¼ mile away) is a swamp (which is not there in RL). I speed up my pace and run across the water as if it were solid ground. I can feel the cool water seeping into my shoes. I stop on the other side of the swamp and see a convenience store across a field. I jog over to it and go inside. There are people milling around and shopping. Suddenly the urge for sex takes over. I begin searching for an attractive woman but the only woman in the store is an elderly woman in a light blue dress. She is standing in front of some shelves filled with bread, with her back to me. I walk up beside her and lift up her dress. I begin to ‘will’ her (morph her) into a younger more attractive woman, but I wake up.

December 2006 – LD #36 – “First LD fight”
I am in my hold high school gym. I am part of a class that is going to play dodge ball. My team is wearing black t-shirts and black shorts. I walk across the gym toward the door that leads to the rest of the school. The gym teacher, a man in his fifties with graying hair, who I don’t recognize, stops me. He begins yelling at me to get back with my group. I am extremely angry, but I do as he asks. I walk back to my group so is sitting on a bench. I try to find a spot to sit, but every time I walk toward an open spot on the bench it is suddenly filled with someone (like magic). I am growing more angry and frustrated with each passing moment…….Suddenly, I realize that this entire situation isn’t right. I look at my hand and count 8 fingers. I am lucid and really pissed off at that gym teacher. I storm across the gym toward that man. He turns and charges me. I know I’m dreaming and invincible. With the speed & strength of superman I punch the man in the face. He flies backward at least 20 feet before hitting the floor and sliding another 30 feet to the wall. I don’t bother checking on him I continue walking toward the door that leads into the school. I go through the doors and am confronted by 2 teenage boys. The try to attack me, but I am superman. I grab each of them by the neck, one in my left hand, the other in my right. I lift them off the floor and slam them together. They fall to the floor at my feet like 2 rag dolls. I continue down the hall and find a classroom. I walk right in. There are many teenagers in the room. One of the boys is holding a large knife. I walk right up to him, look him right in this brown eyes and say, “What are you gonna do with that?” He looks frightened, and shrugs at me. I pull open my black trench coat (which I didn’t realize I was wearing until right then) and yell, “Come on! Stab me!” He looks at me confused. At this point a tiny bit of doubt enters my mind. What if I’m not dreaming? This could kill me. I push my doubt away and demand, “STAB ME!!” The kid jabs the knife into my gut. The blade slides into my flesh up to the hilt. But I feel no pain. When he pulls it out, there is no blood or wound. I laugh out loud. I walk out of the room and hear a song playing over the loud speakers. It is Sarah Smile by Hall & Oats (weird). I begin singing along with it as a walk. My voice sounds amazing. I am impressed with myself. I walk by a door to my left and Maggie (a woman I work with) is in there sitting on the teacher’s desk. She says, “Wow! You have a very nice voice.” I laugh again at the comedy of my dream world. I decide to fly down the hall, but wake up.

7/30/2006
LD #33 – “I don’t live here anymore!”
Wow! 6 LD’s this month! I’m not sure why I’ve had so many. I’m not doing anything different (that I’m aware of).
In my dream I am in the upstairs bathroom of a house I used to live in (from ages 10 to 14). Suddenly, I realize that I don’t live here anymore. I walk out of the bathroom into the upstairs hall. I look at my left hand and I have 9 fingers. I am lucid. I decide to explore my old house. I walk down the stairs and take a right at the bottom. I look into the living room. It doesn’t look like I remember it. The furniture is different, and it is smaller than I remember. I continue on and walk into the kitchen. Again, it isn’t as I remember it. The counters are in different positions and the room is much smaller. I walk across the kitchen and look into the den. This room looks more like I remember it, but the door leading to the garage is missing. My mother is sitting in the room knitting. She takes no notice of me, and I don’t bother to talk to her. I turn around and head for the door that leads to the basement. I open the door and start down the stairs. About 3/4 of the way down I hear someone behind me. I take the last 4 steps to the basement and turn around. There on the stairs is a child of about 6 or 7……..it is me as a child. I am a bit freaked out at this point. I grab hold of his/my shirt and pull his face closer to me. I examine him/me closely and I look just as I did in pictures I have from my childhood. The dream fades before I have a chance to speak to him/me. I wake up.

7/28/2006
LD# 32 – “Cooler full of Ice Cream!!”
July has been a great month of LD’s. This is my 5th in this month…..That is a record for me.
I woke up at 5am and then dozed back off.
In my dream I was in the backyard of my childhood friends, and it looked just as it did back in the 70’s. There was a cooler sitting on the ground and I opened it. It was full of ice cream cones wrapped in wax paper. I took one out, unwrapped it, and called my friend Dave over. He took the cone and walked away. I took out another and called my wife over. She thanked me and took it. I turned back to the cooler wishing that there was some ice cream filled chocolate chip cookies inside……..to my surprise the ice cream cones were replaced with the ice cream filled cookies. I took one out, unwrapped it and took a big bite. It was delicious. Suddenly it dawned on me that the cookies weren’t in the cooler moments before. I further realized that I had been awake a moment before. I am now lucid without doing an RC. I looked around me at what my mind had created. It was so real, and it was like I had traveled back in time to when I was a child. I looked at the grass at my feet……..it was lush and green with a bit of pale brown strands of dead grass. The color was so vivid and the detail was perfect. I looked to my friend’s house. I could see the details of the white aluminum siding, the small cracks in the cement of the foundation & the reflection of light off of the windows. Again, I was in awe of how much detail there was, how incredibly realistic the dream world appears. I tried to think of what I wanted to do in this dream. I decided that I was going to pick a fight with a DC. I headed toward the front yard, hoping to find some people. I went around the side of the house when I noticed my cat sitting on the neighbor’s stone wall. Just for kicks I willed my friend’s dog to appear. Instantly I felt a cold wet nose on my hand. I looked to my right and there was Murdock looking up at me with his big brown eyes, his tail wagging. I patted him. I could feel is course fur & the warmth of his body. I stopped petting him and he ran off toward the street. Then I made the mistake of worrying that I might wake up……….and that’s exactly what happened.

7/24/2006
LD #31 “Grave stone in the middle of the street?”
I was walking up a steep paved street in the middle of a thickly wooded area when I noticed a grave marker in the middle of the pavement. This seemed very strange to me. I walked over to it and it had a name on it, Mary Pyratte. The name meant nothing to me in my dream, and means nothing to me in RL. But the strangeness of the situation prompted me to do an RC. I looked at my left hand and counted 6 fingers. I was lucid. I knew exactly what I wanted to do in this LD…..Fly! I walked to the edge of the road and there was a steep drop which led down to an open area of ground surrounded by large oak and pine trees. I stood on the edge of the drop for a moment and then let myself fall forward. I had my hands out to the sides and willed myself to glide. I began to sore like a bird riding the wind. I could actually feel the wind rushing by my skin and it felt wonderful. I swooped low to the ground and then pulled up and rushed upward toward the tops of the trees. I then did a full loop-da-loop in the air and began to soar low to the ground again. I felt so free. The dream starts to fade to gray, and I try desperately to focus on staying asleep & in the dream world. I see my room and my bed, but my wife is laying next to me (in RL she is away for a few days). I know I’m still dreaming. I reach over to my wife and touch her. I am suddenly full of sexual energy. I slide up close to her with the intention of having sex, but the dream slips away and I wake up.

Wow!! July is a good month for LD.
7/9/2006
LD #30 – Lucid in the Liquor Store. (Brief)
In my dream I am in a liquor store searching for some tequila, but I can’t seem to read the labels on any of the bottles…..the words are gibberish. I am getting frustrated, but then I realize that I am dreaming. I don’t bother doing an RC. I know exactly what I want to do in this dream……..eat candy!! I look around for a moment at the thousands of bottles around me and revel in the crystal clear reality of the dream. Then I decide the best place to get the candy is at the front counter. I start in that direction but can feel the dream beginning to fade. I stop and look around. There are packs of gum on a display near me. I focus all of my attention on a brilliantly realistic pack of “Big Red” gum on that display. I concentrate on every detail of the pack of gum and the dream stabilizes. I start moving slowly toward the front counter again, but the dream starts to fade again too quickly for me to take any further action and I wake up.

7/8/2006
LD #29 – Where’s my wife?
In my dream I was in a high-rise hotel in some large city. I desperately needed to use the bathroom. I entered a huge bathroom with a white marble tiled floor; the only other feature was a toilet. The entire wall next to the toilet was made of huge plate glass windows. From those windows I could see another building right next to this one. I “took a seat” and a bunch of people appeared in the windows of the building next to mine. They were all looking at me, pointing and laughing. I was very embarrassed. I dove for a curtain string which had suddenly appeared, and drew the large dark blue curtains closed blocking the windows. Suddenly the strangeness of this situation dawns on me. I look at my left hand and count 8 fingers, yet I doubt the RC because the dream is so vivid. I count again and I have 8 fingers. I am lucid. On impulse I decide to try and walk through the nearest wall. I walk up to it and press my body against it……..it feels cool against my face, but I don’t pass through it. My mind shifts gears and I have a better idea……I will try to find my wife. I walk out of the door and I am at the top of a set of stairs. There is a marble brass banister and I jump on it and slide down. I am in the lobby of the hotel. It is huge, with a stained glass sky light, rose marble tiled floor, a dark cherry wood front desk with brass fixtures, and brass elevator doors. There are many people around, but the one that caught my attention was a blonde woman wearing a bright yellow dress. I run to her, put my hand on her shoulder and turn her to face me. She looks very scared. I say, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you. I just need to know where my wife is.” She points to my right and replies, “She is in the conference room, that way.” I turn to look in that direction and I see some kind of show going on in the middle of the lobby. There is a crowd of people standing around watching several people dancing. I ask, “What are they doing?” The woman replies, “They are practicing for the Nutcracker.” I move away from the woman in yellow and head in the direction she pointed. The crowd and dancers are blocking my way so I decide to dance my way through the crowd. I push my way past the on-lookers and into the area where the dancers are. I begin to jump, twirl and levitate in a dance that is silly and yet inhumanly amazing (in my opinion). At one point I leap over two of the dancers and hover in the air long enough to spin completely around. I land and start down a long hall searching for the conference room, but I can’t find a door. The dream fades and I wake up.
Wow!! July is a good month for LD.

7/4/2006
LD# 28 "I look like James Taylor???" (Brief LD - a mirror makes me lucid again!)
In my dream I was standing in front of a bathroom mirror. I was in a bathroom that I didn't recognize in RL, but I was comfortable there in my dream. My reflection looked like James Taylor. The top of my head was completely bald and I have long hair in the back. I am very upset that I am bald and I am trying to figure out a way to comb my hair over to hide my baldness. Suddenly I realize that my reflection doesn't look like me and that I'm not really bald. I realize I'm dreaming and look at my left hand. I have 8 fingers. I am lucid. I walk out of the bathroom. The door opens up directly to the outside. I am ontop of a low grassy hill. I run forward and jump into the air. I am flying superman style about 30ft off of the ground. I only fly a short distance when I see a beautiful blonde woman wearing a bright yellow one peice bathing suit to my left. She is standing in a grassy field. The urge for sex takes over yet again. I alter my flight and sore over to her. I land and immediately begin to strip her bathing suit off......but I wake up before I even remove the shoulder straps.