Hello everyone! I've been hanging around DV for a several years now, on and off, so by way of introduction I'll try to summarize my dream history and why I want to join the class.
I feel like my lucid dreaming has gone through several phases. I guess the first phase would be during my childhood and teen years in the 1970s and '80s, when I became lucid randomly and spontaneously from time to time, and I didn't even have a word for it or realize it was a state one could deliberately invoke... this was before I had access to the Internet, an era that seems ever stranger and more mythical when I try to remember it. I mean, how ever did we look things up? If we had questions that couldn't be answered by printed dictionaries or encyclopedias or phone books or yellow pages, I guess we just had to live without answers. Or ask another person, I guess, but they probably didn't know either. It seems like it must have been a time of tremendous intellectual impoverishment, but it felt normal, because it was all we had ever known. I think we actually learned things differently, remembered things differently. Anyway, back then I had no concept of lucid dreaming as a formal practice; only that I would randomly sometimes become aware that I was dreaming, and it was wonderful, but all too brief and rare.
Like most people my lucid experiences became less common as I got older. I have a vague recollection of discovering ETWoLD at some point, probably in my late '20s or early '30s, but my memory of this is so vague and uncertain it is like a half-remembered dream. I think I put a little effort into learning to LD back then, but didn't make any progress, and then life got in the way and distracted me, and I forgot all about it. Apparently I kept a dream journal from time to time, but I don't even remember why, and the dreams I recorded aren't very interesting. (I've developed a bad habit of feeling resentful about uninteresting dreams.)
In 2010 I was going through some major life changes -- big move, new job, lots of stress -- and I had a spontaneous, shockingly vivid WILD that changed everything. I was reminded that lucid dreaming is a thing, an amazing thing, and began researching methods and practicing in earnest. This time I had good success, and I developed my practice for a couple years in isolation. At one point early on I found DV, made an account here, and promptly forgot all about it. (I'm prone to forgetting things.)
Eventually my motivation started to wane and I was getting desperate for the company of other dreamers, so I started being more active here on DV. The TOTMs and TOTYs were great motivation for a couple years, and for a long time my lucids were frequent and my dream recall became satisfyingly vivid. The only downside was the time investment -- after a good session I would wake up and have to spend hours writing if I was to capture everything. I heartily believe it was time well spent, and I treasure those journals, and the experiences they preserve, but at the same time I was getting frustrated. Somehow it was never enough, never enough reliability or recall or control, and worse, I never felt any closer to *understanding* the nature of dream. Dream is a terrible laboratory: how does one acquire reliable objective information from an environment that is wholly shaped by your conditioning and expectations?
Familiarity and frustration bred occasional dry spells, and it seemed they got a little worse each time, and I discovered that my biggest struggle was maintaining the right kind and degree of motivation. I thought it would help if I had someone I could discuss dreams with in real life, and I once overheard a colleague express interest in the subject. Eventually we had a longer conversation and it turned out he was a follower of Freud's dream theories who had never had a lucid experience, but I hoped perhaps we could trade insights from our very different perspectives, so I ventured to send him an account of a lucid dream. That went nowhere, and I felt so embarrassed and annoyed that the doors of dreaming slammed shut. That was just about a year ago now. I've had a few lucids since, but the experience was a terrible setback, and now my motivation and recall and control are the worst they have been since I started this venture.
When I was poking around DVA trying to figure out if joining a class here might help, I came across this incredibly insightful comment by FryingMan on ThreeCat's workbook:
Originally Posted by FryingMan
What causes lucidity, especially consistent lucidity? I'm not sure anybody really knows. It seems to have a lot of inertia: both in building up and in ebbing away.
Inertia, absolutely, yes. And it feels oddly akin to the struggles I have with motivation and inertia in other important areas of my life: with physical exercise, and with the writing I need to do for my career. The more I can compel myself to remain involved in any of these areas, the more interesting they become and the more momentum I build up, the more progress I make. As with a moving vehicle, inertia helps you stay moving once you get going. But whenever something gets in the way and blocks the inertia, it becomes really hard to get it started again, like trying to push a car after it has come to rest. So I'm here because this is something I haven't tried yet, and it's a lot easier to push that car if you have a few friends to help.
Now I just have to try to stay motivated enough to keep working on this workbook. Hey! This is a class, right? Maybe one of you teachers could give me some homework...
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