I've had lucid dreams since I was a kid, none of which have been wake induced - they just spring on me at random times during sleep with incredible intensity and lucidity, as is to be expected. Every lucid dream I can recall involves flying.

I have had very few lucid dreams in the last year, perhaps three, most likely because of over studying, stress, and moving home a lot.

Lately I've been going to sleep with the intension of having a lucid dream but something else is happening instead... I drift in to a dream that is always based, initially, in the same location, my child home. I am in a field (or on the road near the field), there is long grass, sunshine with a light summer/spring breeze and a few wofty clouds in the otherwise blue sky. Trees and mountains near the field. From this starting point different things happen, I meet people I know, find tracks I used to walk, go to the river, just casual things... but the thing is I feel almost ecstatic, so happy and so comfortable and excited with the surroundings that even though I am aware (at points) in my dream that I had the intention of becoming lucid I no longer want to... I just want to be buffeted around by the randomness of the normal dream state and to continue feeling feelings of content and excitedness Im feeling.

This may sound like a lucid dream, but it isnt - I cant feel things like wind on my face (just the effect of it on trees or other objects) - but I can feel emotions & although I am sometimes aware Im dreaming for short periods I do not control what I do, its like Im on auto-pilot.

To me it feels like Im 70% lucid but not quite there. But these dreams are almost ecstasy at points. In one dream I was floating along holding on to a string attached to a balloon, first in the field then over houses and then between enormous trees with the sun shining through the canopy. The balloon would occasionally come down and I would have to push off with my feet again, the feeling astounding.

But like I said, its not a lucid, just auto pilot, and it repeats itself in many variations.

So my quetion is; might this mean something? And How do I get myself into a lucid state when I am so contented with being a puppet in the dreamworld even when I do realise I’m dreaming?

Thanks heaps for any advice, feedback!