"The Old Streets of Italy"
I DID IT! YES! THANK YOU GOD! I was able to do something that I have been wanting to do forever. I went through a painting! I have been practicing doing well timed wbtb sessions for the last week. I recall meditating during my wbtb and after a few minutes I was able to get lucid. I have my wbtb session narrowed down to only 10 minutes because any longer than that I will not be able to go back to sleep. I was determined to do something important because I have been in an epic dry spell. What a way to break a dry spell!
"The Old Streets of Italy"
I was going to go through a beautiful painting that I have hung in my bedroom. I brought this painting years ago and it displays the lovely streets of old Italy. I was meditating on the couch in the den and I was two rooms away from my bedroom. I became lucid and got excited and found myself back in my body. I was able to DEILD myself back out and I told myself to please try and fly straight to my bedroom because it has been awhile. It took me a couple of times but I made it to my bedroom. I saw the painting on the wall and aimed straight for the center. Instead of going through the painting I slammed into it. I tried again...same thing...slammed straight into it. Took a step (or floated) back and rubbed my hands together because the dream was beginning to deteriorate. I thought to myself I only have one more chance and I really focused on where I wanted to enter the painting and this time I went through the painting! However, this is the tricky part about it. I did not end up on the old streets of Italy. I ended up in some UPS type of warehouse with boxes everywhere. When I went through the painting it was like I 'fell' into the warehouse on the other side.
I decided that I didn't want to be in that spooky dark warehouse and did a superman pose and shot straight up into the air and pass a beautiful full moon. After I flew past the moon I ended up in a room where me and my sister use to sleep when we were young and she was talking in her sleep. She had said something about Pennsylvania Ave. and then I woke up.
Always humble and always thankful. One Love.