This is sort of a question and a sharing put together. I believe that I've managed to accomplish true lucid dreams all of twice in my lifetime, both times when I wasn't even trying. Actually, they are what got me interested in the first place.

The first one, I don't remember much of, anymore, but the second one kind of haunts me. I would like to share this experience, and see what sort of feedback you guys and gals could give me.

It was about ten months ago, now. My sister died in a car wreck, about two years past, now. In the dream, I was at a party. (I don't go to parties, so that was a clue.) When I entered the living room area, I saw my sister (the one that died) sitting on a couch, smiling, and having a good time. I went to her, sat down, and started talking. I told her, she was dead, she wasn't supposed to be here. She just gave me this sorrowful look and said, No, I'm not dead. We saw something we shouldn't have, and now all three of us got stuck in the Witness Protection Program. I had to come and let you know, though, and this was the only way I knew how. I kissed her, hugged her, told her I loved her, and then went to the next room, mostly because I had caught a glimpse of my first love, and had to follow him. It was almost a compulsion. I won't go into too much detail, because alot of it is highly innapropriate for younger people, as well as the prudish amoung us, but there were things of a sexual nature involved, and I was trying to get my partner to do some stuff. By this time, of course, I had realized I was dreaming, since I KNEW my sister was gone, despite what she said, so I was trying to exert my control over the situation. I HAD managed to initiate the encounter in it's base form, but when I tried to get others to do certain things, they refused. It was shortly after this that I woke up.

So, my question is, would you call that a partially lucid dream? I did know I was dreaming, and I did control it to a small extent, but when I tried to influence others, I lost the control.

A note, also. I realize that the reason I had the encounter with my sister was because I do not feel a sense of closure from her death at all. We were not permitted to view the body, since it was in such poor condition from the car wreck, and her remains were cremated, so I never even had a coffin to pin the death image on. I believe it was a way for my subconcious to try to come to grips with it, even though I knew her explaination was wholely false. So, who wants to be the first to tell me how messed up I am? LOL