Thursday Night, May 19
Vivid Village -
Ok, I had my first lucid dream since joining this site--though I have had them in measured number for a lot of years.
The dream began non-lucid. I dreamed I was traveling around my local town by bike or car; I'm not sure which at the beginning. I think there were other people in the car with me, but I don’t know who they were. However, I was the driver. Sometimes I was on the sidewalk, sometimes in the road. There seemed to be some construction going on that I had to avoid. I came upon an electrical device of some sort on the sidewalk. It was a small box, just a few inches square, and had two wires coming out of each side and extending at a 45-degree angle to the edges of the sidewalk. All of a sudden a bike or another car approached me, and when they got close to the electrical device, their warning lights started to flash. I thought, "Hmmm . . . that must be the reason for the device--to trigger flashers from oncoming vehicles."
I kept driving, but now definitely on the road, and definitely in a car. I was having a hard time seeing--I thought maybe because of the sun. But I also had what I might call a "mental fog" that made it tough for me to see things. I would pull through intersections not really able to see if someone was coming at me from the side. All of a sudden, a guy--probably in his early 30's--was right in front of me on one of those 1890's high wheeler-type bikes. He looked really annoyed. He moved from in front of the car to along my side of the car, and when he got past me, he started yelling at me. I was now really perturbed because I thought I had been very courteous to him, slowing down to nothing and waiting for him. So I flipped him the bird in the rearview mirror and continued on.
Then I came into this little village of perfect serenity. I wasn't in my hometown anymore. At that point, I started to think about how much trouble I've had driving, and all of the things that had gone wrong for me, and the metal haze and all of that. I thought that this is not at all like me, and it occurred to me that I might be dreaming. I became lucid at that point, and did my reality check--pinching myself (hey, it works for me). Suddenly, everything became so very vivid with rich, deep colors everywhere. It doesn't get more bold and real than this even in true reality. I especially remember one large, old-style house with a high-pitched roof. The house was painted in the deepest, boldest red that I have ever seen. The rest of the village was such a beautiful scene. There were houses on low hills all around me, but the main road that I was on didn't seem to have anything really on it. This was a village, but I didn't feel like I was in any kind of a built-up or "downtown" area. Aside from the red house, the thing that stood out the most was a railroad track running through the middle of everything, built up a few feet on an embankment, but running roughly parallel to the road that I was on.
All of this was happening quickly, and I started to get a little excited. I remembered the dream-spinning technique that I read about here. The dream seemed to want to start to fade, so I thought that I would try spinning. I span only 1/4 turn, and fell awake on my right side in bed--or so I thought. I figured "OK, spinning doesn’t work for me; I try to start it and I wake up." So I got out of bed (though I don't remember actually getting out of bed) and started to tell my family about this neat dream. Only then did I wake up for real--I realized then that I had earlier experienced a false awakening. When I woke up for real, I got up and quickly started to jot down notes.
It's now about an hour later and I am typing this. I look forward to many more of these experiences, and hope that I can really learn to stay in these dreams and control them. I have never been more than about eight feet off the ground flying in a dream, and I'd love to figure out how to head out into space and visit other planets.
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