Since I joined this website it has been a total thrill to read about those of you who are just entering the realms of lucid dreaming. I envy you for the rush and thrill of your new discoveries as you continue on your exploration. LDing was a godsend for me. At age six, when I began, I was a victim of daily mental and physical abuse which I endured until age 11. Members of my family ask me how I turned out as well as I did considering what I underwent. The answer lies in my dream abilities. No matter what I suffered during my waking hours I KNEW that when I slept I would enter a world without fear or pain. I dream every time I sleep, even if it is a brief nap. So I have spent about 1/3 of my life dreaming. After 32 years of LDing I have reached a point of stagnation. There really isn't much pleasure in being godlike during dreams. It seems selfish, no one else to share it with while there. Now I just try to be a participant without influencing the outcome.