Thread: Lucid dream sex healer

I was dreaming about skateboarding when very suddenly became Lucid. I didn't become overly excited and immediately set the intention to see my deceased father. As soon as I set the intention, I took off flying chest-first as though a string attached to my heart were pulling me through space FAST. I passed through walls, rooms and what appeared to be dimensional walls (walls there were invisible but detectable somehow).

When I landed, I couldn't speak properly ( it felt like I imagine a stroke would feel) but finally I could. There was a man seated behind a table. He struck me as a kind of greeter. "Are you my dad?" I asked. He didn't look like dad and he didn't feel like my dad. He did not respond. I felt confused and there was a feeling of separation from inside me (I don't fully understand that feeling). I became even more lucid.

A moment later, a man approached me and led me into a corner of the room. He told me to contact a psychic and to inquire about having a DNA blood test. He had wild curly hair and he was a white man with a large nose. He placed his hands on a bar and curled them around the bar. All of a sudden I felt compelled to touch his hands. They were scarred in beautiful patterns similar to designs you'd see in henna decorations. I curled my hands around his hands and looked deep into his eyes. At that point I became even MORE LUCID and his face completely morphed into a beautiful Indian man (India, not native American). His demeanour changed and became serious, like I had passed some sort of a test. He said "The reason you have come here is not to see your father. You have to come to have a physical experience." and he led me into a train car type thing lined with bunk-type bed cubbies that were curtained for privacy. As I followed him, I asked him if he was a prostitute and he did not answer, but I got the knowing/feeling that he was kind of like a healer. I told him I would not have sex w/ him but we still got undressed and touched and shared a sexual experience.

I asked him how I could contact him and he told me that there can't be contact between us and that communication would be impossible. I felt in love with him but I also felt that he was providing a service, and even though I was special to him, there was just no way because there was some sort of emotional boundary that he could not cross, like protocol.

I laid on top of his chest and we cuddled and spoke. I felt full of love. Then he informed me that It was time to STOP being lucid. I was desperate to stay lucid and stay with him so I grasped and clung to him as we were pulled apart. I clung to his hair/head but it looked almost digital as we separated. It looked like he was being ripped from me in little, diamond shaped pieces. I woke up into a regular dream which seemed to last a long time, then I woke up.

I am stunned by this dream on so many levels. I've never been THAT lucid and never for that long. Also, I've never been warned that the lucidity was going to end. I am stunned and confused by the whole experience but also filled with love. Though it was sexual in nature, the experience felt only loving, healing and nurturing and did not feel anything like what I would consider a sexual experience.