I had my first lucid dream last night. Needless to say it was incredible. The level of my lucidity varied throughout the dream but I did remain aware. I am not going into detail about the dream. I have a different reason for posting hehe.
Anyway, I was having a terrible night IRL. I have a cold and it was driving me nuts last night. I kept waking up and what not. My dreams would relate to my physical condition, generally without my knowing. I woke up at 6:00 AM and didn’t bother to try to stay up. I wasn’t feeling extremely well and just didn’t want to bother. After a couple minutes (there were a few things I had to take care of when I woke up), I went back to bed and tried to MILD. I am not sure if it helped or not. It might have been the cause for all I know.
The next thing I know, I woke up. My eyes felt extremely heavy. I was having difficulty opening them. When I did, I saw my room and it was all grey. Instantly, I thought back to all the messages I read about people’s experience and the black and white color to the dream. I tried the nose RC and sure enough I could breathe through my nose. I tried to get out of bed but I closed my eyes. I woke up again. My eyes still felt heavy. The room was still grey. I RCed, and yes, I was still dreaming. I tried yet again to get out of bed. I got out and tried to wake myself up more. Frustratingly, I had yet another false awakening. During this time, my eyes were still feeling heavy and I had trouble keeping them open. I realized that since I am in a dream I shouldn’t feel tired like this. Instantly, I felt refreshed and got out of my bed. I believe it was the grogginess I felt that allowed me to continue LDing. I have read plenty of stories about people becoming too excited on their first time. I was afraid I would be one but my dream saved me from that fate.
I new I was working on borrowed time. I am trying to conduct some research in my dreams so I wanted to work fast. I imagined the place I wanted to be outside my bedroom door. I opened the door and there was a dark, crouched figure. I closed the door, admittedly a little scared of what my dream had created, and then I opened my bathroom door. After opening it I saw about three figures in my bathroom. One of them was cloaked and trying to get in. I shut the door immediately and tried the hall door again. The crouched figure was still there. I proceeded to try my bathroom door again (each time trying to imagine the place I wanted to be) the figures were still there. This time though, I couldn’t close the door. The creepy cloaked figure got inside my room. I fell to the ground as he was about to attack me. I was honestly frightened. I remembered that, since this is my dream, I could defeat him with ease. I pretended there was a sword in my right hand and slashed. The figure died and all that was left was a yellow streak as a remnant of my attack. I didn’t have a sword in my hand though. I thought, “I have no time to deal with this”.
I left my room to try other doors. I am not exactly sure why I thought this would help but I was desperate. I felt like a car running on low fuel. At any moment, I felt like I would lose my lucidity. After the dream, I noted that I had gradually lost lucidity, but like I said, I remained lucid. During the dream, I was opening doors trying to reach the location I desired. While standing near a window that overlooked a city, I even attempted to fly. I slightly levitated off the ground but never took off. I woke up for real after a while in the dream. I was RCing to make sure it was not a false awakening. Too my surprise, no more than an hour had passed since I fell asleep around six.
A lot of the dream is being skipped because it is not important to my inquiry. The fact is I had trouble conjuring anything, or reaching my desired location through doors and what not. I did imagine what would be on the other side but it did not work. My abilities were generally limited to need/reality. It is my belief that I was having trouble breaking the bindings of reality and believing that I could do anything.
My question is, do you have to truly convince yourself that something will be beyond a door or perhaps, if you are trying to conjure something, you have to believe you actually have it equipped somewhere? The experience was long and amazing. Now, it just feels like a memory, but I know it felt like reality in the dream. I wish I could have accomplished what I set out to do but I didn’t. I am now worried that I will never get another one, or at least won't get one for a long time. I hope that doesn’t happen . . .
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