Update:

Strangely enough, last night I had another nightmare that "turned out fine."

It's odd because I usually don't have this many "nightmares" this close together.

Brief summery of the dream: My mom and I were in the middle of nowhere in the desert. Suddenly a storm comes, and we can see a tornado forming, and it comes right at us. We look, and to our left is a house that is under construction. We run and find some exposed plumbing pipes and brace ourselves with them. The tornado rips the house off the top of us. But we are not affected in any way be the tornado.

In fact, just like you said, Blue Meanie, there was no fear at all. Just kind of going through the actions.

These have been very untypical dreams for me. I wonder if it has anything to do with the "lucidity" factor.

Christine