Direct from my DJ...

2 May 2007 LUCID (!!!!!!!!!&#33 ;!&#33

I am in a terminal of some kind, like a modern train station. It is daylight, there is lots of glass. Outside, through the tinted glass, I can see a tree-lined concrete walk and a lake. Inside, where I am, there are lots of chairs, concessions and people. I am lucid.

I am lucid! I RC to be sure, and yes, I'm dreaming. I am quite calm. I try to think of Seeker's tasks. What are they? Something about the Easter Bunny? No - that was last month. I remember the tree task. Outside, there are trees.

I walk straight through one of the windowed walls and out to the concrete walk. There is a tangle of trees. One very large one with bark like a redwood is laying way over. For some reason I think if I can get this one to stand up, then I can command it to walk. I find a spot that I can reach and push it up. It lifts... then breaks off at the roots. I let the tree fall, step back and realize that the pushing isn't necessary. The tree is laying there, broken off, and scowling(&#33 at me. I turn to one of the other smaller trees that is upright and will it to pull itself up by its roots. It, too, scowls at me, but does it, one root at a time, going around until it is standing there on its roots. I tell it to walk away. It does.

What's next? Spider Man thing. I go running toward the lake, where there is a convenient awning. As I approach, several DCs look at me with alarm, as there is a few feet of drop from the walk to the water. I turn my arm up like Spider Man and shoot a web from my wrist to the underside of the awning, grab the thread and swing way out over the water. When I'm at the far end of the swing, I release it and fall.

The water is COLD! This surprises and shocks me, as water usually feels delicious in my dreams. It is also black, murky and stagnant. I put my arms at my sides and sort of coast to an area to the left where there is a natural shore, a bit away from the terminal. I walk out onto a grassy knoll, back across the walkway with the broken scowling tree and back into the terminal.

Now what? There is an entrance to a very posh looking restaurant near me. I take a nearby DC by the hand - a female with dark, short hair - and walk past the Maître d', who briefly objects and then looks hurt, and into the walnut-paneled dining room. Seated at one table is a party of people I know from school. They are taunting me in a friendly way, but I ignore them. (I am beginning to lose lucidity at this point.) I tell the DC that this is a dream and I'm in control of it and we can do anything we wish. She says she wants to go for a drive.

We walk back out of the restaurant, into the terminal and follow the signs to the parking area. When we walk out, there is an old 1970's era station wagon sitting there full of old ladies. I walk up to the car, thank the driver and say I'll take it from here. The driver gets out and the DC and I get in the front seat, but the DCs in the back are still sitting there. I ask them to give me some money and get out. One hands me a large wad of rolled up bills, and they quietly leave.

The car smokes and handles horribly. It is low on gas, so I will the tank full and watch the needle go up. We are driving down a park road, and there are people everywhere. I'm embarrassed about the car - the steering is so sloppy I'm having trouble keeping it on the road. I apologize to the DC for the car, saying, "This is just the one that was there for us!"


(This is my first lucid in about two months. I think it was MILD - I was briefly awake and went back to sleep ordering myself to be aware once I was dreaming. I became lucid before doing an RC, and it definitely wasn't a WILD. This is my second night after the month-long hiatus. There were no clarity or stability issues at all, but my awareness was not keen. The world I was in seemed very solid. I felt dopey and weird. Both tasks for May are completed&#33