Okay.
I was reluctant to follow LDing for quite a long time. It had to do with the fear of entering the hidden parts of my consciousness. I think that I have some unpleasant memories buried there and I did not know if I was ready to face them. I knew that I would be studying LDing in depth again some time in my life, though.
Unfortunately, the Lucid Dreaming seems like a thing that can't be stopped totally once begun - at least for me. Though I stopped doing RCs in real life - and did not visit any related websites - I had two occurences.
One was rather funny. It proved that I am not the right type for RCs, somehow. I had a dream where I was in a ship and was lookin out the window. The water level was up to the window and floating on the water came a watch.
I took the watch and read the time (I was kind of happy as it came to me like a present and I wanted to check wether it worked or not...).
Two o'clock, p.m. Handles were functioning, it was clearly readable. No weird behaviour or extra handles. I noticed a few smaller displays which I couldnt't figure out at once, but I wasn't really interested to find out if they showed the moon phases or anything... much like in real life...
At a second glance, the watch showed three o'clock.
Whoa! One hour gone within a few secs? Yea, didn't occur to me. That perfectly executed reality check (which I did not perfom consciously) failed and should have proved to me it was a dream, only I did not notice.
That was when I decided that however Lucid Dreaming came back to me, reality checks were not the best way for me.
The other one was last night.
Me and a friend were waiting in a little hut. We knew that when we left the hut, we would start to dream and learn things. That was the situation.
Then I left the hut and I was immediately like: "Whoa! Lucid Dream! Wow! I should be able to fly! Yea!"
I practically screamed everything. No time for calming down, no raising the level of consciousness. Just silly euphoria.
This was amplified by the fact that the rural surroundings looked like a colour infrared photography. I don't know if you know infrared photos. Check them on google or something.
I am very interested in photography and I had mentioned to someone in real life before that I liked infrared photography, because its clarity made it look like my dreams. Now, I was in one of those photographies, like a little hippy bunny on LSD.
I screamed to my friend we should rub our hands in order to raise the clarity level. Still totally over the edge. Nowhere near the consciousness level of my first LD.
And this was the most ironic part of the dream. Had I really been fully conscious I would have noticed or been aware of the fact that my friend was part of my dream world, too, but I took him for real.
I was in a mix of lucid and non-lucid. Rubbing my hands didn't help, btw.
When I came back to the hut, there was a therapist, telling me that LDing was contraproductive for that learning purpose and I should drink this (drink with herbs in it) to dream unconsciously again.
I was like "okaaay..."
I took the glass and swallowed. Then I woke up in a car. The brake wasn't functioning, the car was slowly gliding across the street and I was trying to stop it. And, yea, I was totally not aware of that being a dream. My dream therapist gave me a drink which sent me to a false awakening!
Then I woke up for real and what I was thinking after I wrote it down in my dream diary was that I had that moment in my half-lucid dream where I considered spinning to raise LD level and create a new landscape, but I was afraid of what I would summon.
When I will have conquered my fear, I know that LDing will play an important part in my spiritual development.
Argh! Why am I such a chicken shit coward?
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