Hello there, I am Bishop Fish and this is the third time in my life I've registered an account at DreamViews - I think the first time I've posted though.

A quick summary: I'm a 21 year old Biochemistry student from the UK, I used to lucid dream semi-regularly when I was a child, mostly as a way to get out of dreams that I didn't like anymore. I don't really remember doing anything else with it, I just have memories of not liking a situation, realising it was a dream and doing some sort of muscle spasm to get out of it. What a waste, huh! I got interested in lucid dreams nearly ten years ago, back when I was 13ish, and that was the first time I made an account on DreamViews. I got quite into it, read Stephen LaBerge's book, kept a dream journal, all that. Never had a lucid dream. I probably gave up too early though, I found my old dream journal and I definitely increased the amount of dreams I was having over time.

The second time I registered a DreamViews account was 3 or 4 years later. A friend had gotten into it, so it rekindled my old interest. I think I pointed them towards DreamViews, reregistered (couldn't remember what the account was called - still can't ) and started off on the basics again. Didn't last though, and I didn't get very far. My life was quite busy at that time and I couldn't really put into it as much as I wanted to. Out of the blue, a couple of years ago, I had the first lucid dream I had since childhood. I was in an exam, looked around the room and there was a goddamn highland cow right next to me, just looking at me. This was so goddamn weird it got me to do a reality check (amazing I remembered to do so, really. It had been a few years) and sure enough, I had like 15 fingers. I stood up, whooped, nearly lost it through excitement and had to spin (again, wow, I remembered) then ran out the room and I think just enjoyed myself for 10 minutes or so.

If any of you reading this are in your young teens and interested in lucid dreaming, start now. As much as I wanted to get back into it after that dream, I was right in the middle of my undergrad course at that point and simply didn't have the time (or the sleep) to do so. Trust me, it's way harder to do this stuff even a tiny bit later in life. I don't know how all you people with real world jobs do it.

Anyway, the thing that sparked me registering here again, and the source of the thread title, is that I'm writing this straight from a random, out of the blue lucid dream. Not even a reality check this time. I'm so pumped, it was amazing. I was hiking in some good old English countryside when the landscape started to get weirder and more fantastic. There was a big cliff ahead of me and I started to run down towards it, really happy. Part way down it literally just hit me like lightning "oh my god I'm dreaming" and straight away I jumped in the air and started flying.

Flying is so good, you guys. So good. I have a giant silly grin on my face right now just thinking about it. I saw a castle down below and crashed in through the window, and inside it was a cross between a mansion house and my uncle's place. My family was there and it just seemed like everyone was on holiday. This is the part where I started to lose the dream. I was wondering if this experience is normal. Things started to feel a bit "thinner" I guess. It felt fragile, like I could wake up or lose the dream at any moment. I kept trying to alter things in the scene but it seemed like they wouldn't fit what was going on and nothing would happen. I couple of times I started to slide into thinking it was the real world before I forced myself to remember that I'd just been flying. I found a mirror and my reflection was all weird and did things of its own, so that helped. I tried spinning and rubbing my hands all over my face and arms but I eventually just woke up.

It was a really short lucid dream and all I really got to do was fly, but it was SO GOOD. The only thing that could have caused it is shortly before bed last night I saw an image on imgur that explained how to lucid dream (keep a dream journal, reality check, fairly basic) and I got to lie in this morning which is where I generally remember all my dreams. Random, perfect storm. Like a really ghetto version of WBTB I guess. It's almost certainly never going to happen again, but I'm totes going to get back into lucid dreaming. Flying, man. So good.