thinkfirst
Thinkfirst

The next task I was planning to do with a LD was to go make a cup of tea. Seems like such a simple thing right? Should me more simple than flying - but no! I think I've been trying to do this for quite some time.

A larger version of this dream is hand written at home, so I will be brief.

The night before this morning dream I had been watching a documentary on a rural PA family that lived in poverty with many children in a very small house and thus the house was in quite a state as you can imagine. This showed up in the LD. When I realized I needed to "wake up in the dream" rather than wake up, I did so and told Tasia, my DD22 that I was in a LD at the moment and she was part of it.

I started to deliberately walk around the house being very mindful since this was a LD. Then I realized I wanted to get that cup of tea made so I went to the kitchen and this is when the kitchen morphed into this rural hoarder house. It was hard to find the tea pot from the full sink of dishes. There appeared another adult helping a baby, and then another child needed my help behind me. I got lost in the dream at this point and never got the tea made.

It seems like the conditions for me to bring on a lucid dream are pretty standard. I began seriously trying to accomplish them last year at the new year. I would have about one per month and it was after I had gone back to bed from being awake but not quite ready to get up for the morning.

The reality checks during the day didn't seem to make much difference because this didn't happen every time I went back to bed, only some times. So what accounts for those time? Who knows.

When spring/summer came, and things were lighter outside, I could not maintain interest in writing down my dreams and so all things dreaming really fell away. It has only been in the fall and winter that I felt the desire to write down dreams again and from no preparation at all I did have a lucid dream this morning.

#5 LD this morning.
I realize that I am not doing the nose plug breath RC enough during the day because that's not how I realized lucidity in the dream. I jumped and was expecting to fly, but didn't so I kept jumping and then just went higher and higher until I grabbed a ceiling beam or outside power line. It could be that this was the message that my unconscious wanted to send me was that I had to put some physical effort into reaching my "higher power."

Or it could be that I was just not practicing my RC enough during the day. I did have the thought that I really should stop and make that tea, but again there was so many people, so much action, so much chaos and busyness in the midst of the LD that I forgot the tasks I wanted to do. I was lucid, but allowing the dream to just carry me away.

More details are in the written journal. Other characters: toddlers, toddler Tasia, neighbors, children of old friends, repairman

I am interested in dreams of clarity or clear advice for the physical world. So I will take this snippet as something like that. It felt like it at the time.

For some back story, it was the full moon a day ago, I had made an inner transformation and decision to take back some personal authority and responsibility for my own choices rather than seeking validation or confirmation from outside sources. I had done some energy healing just barely before going to bed and removed some trapped emotions.

I will copy what I wrote down right after the dream:

Its an inner technology. Imagine there is an invention where the wood siding on a house is repaired and filled-in from the bottom up. So in your imagination picture old, worn-out siding dissolving at the same time a new slat is filling in. Instant self-repair. And this is metaphorical for what happens as the energy system repairs itself and then gives the body that new template.

When I was visualizing this repair in the dream, the amount I could see was about a 3 foot long piece of the siding and just 1-2 slats up the side of the house.

Now during the day, it seems much less magical, but at the time I was writing down the dream it seemed really incredibly important and powerful.

I tell the whole story in my handwritten journal so I won't recount it all here. But the big picture was that teenagers were causing mischief around the house. I was hiding from them, and had the thought that this might be a dream. I did the RC, realized it was a dream and then for some reason wanted to continue the storyline a bit, but just change how I was participating. I wanted to fly, of course. I just love flying in LD.

So I flew around sabotaging more marauding teens and men. The lands morphed from my parent's neighborhood to Mexico or India. I had some of them chase me, fire weapons at me and then I found and recovered my baby that I had been searching for earlier in the dream. Then I became mentally exhausted when I got back to the house and didn't want to face more mischievous teens, so I decided to just wake up and end the dream.

I did have the thought to stop and do one of the tasks of the month, like make some tea, but that just seemed so opposite to what was already happening in the dream, I just let myself get caught up in the storyline.