I completed the Advanced Lucid Dreaming Task last night during the following dream last night:
I seem to be out of town and am spending the night someplace like an apt building in this dream.
During the night I become concerned that my alarm clocks may not wake me up in time to get to work on time.
I wake up at about 07:00 in my dream and realize that I have overslept as I was supposed to have been at work by 04:30.
I think about calling my boss and letting him know that I am running late, but decide to try to sneak into work unnoticed instead.
I then decide to check out my reports from home to make sure that they all ran ok, however I am unable to find a computer in my apt to check them out with.
Although I am sure that this is really happening to me, and that there is no way I could be dreaming, I decide to ask myself if I am dreaming anyway, and to try floating.
To my amazement I float up into the air which then convinces me that I am dreaming.
I keep hearing male voices in the hallway of the apartment I am staying in, and begin getting very annoyed with them as they are quite loud, as I hear one guy yelling at another guy.
Then my cuckoo clock goes off (I have these go off every 30 minutes during the night to help me become aware in my dreams), but this time it is very annoying as it is interrupting my lucid dream.
I continue concentrating on the dream until the alarm finally stops, at which time I begin hearing the male voices again.
With an act of will I fly out of the apt where I no longer hear the voices.
Now I am free to fly at will, so fly all over the place doing all sort of aerobatic stunts while flying.
I decide to try the advanced lucid dreaming task so start looking for a mirror, but am have a lot of trouble finding one.
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Finally, a mirror appears in front me.
When I look into the mirror I see something that looks like a small tree instead of a reflection of myself.
I reach in and pull the small tree out of the mirror and ask it why we dream.
Instead of answering me in words, the tree begins expanding, and grows into a beautiful little tree with a magnificient design.
Interpretation: The dream seemed to be showing me that the reason I dream is to branch out or expand, and become more fulfilled.
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I then begin flying around some more and find myself someplace like a remote oriental village where the people live in grass huts, where I complete the advanced task for next month, which I will wait until next month to share.
I hope completing it early still counts. If not, I will do it again.
Good job, Kitties! You've gotten a lot further than me this month.
Lostification--I like that answer (classic Freudian wish-fulfillment )
Kordan--yes, that naked ghosts are disturbing, but again--much further than I've gotten.
Robot Butler--tell that lady that bourbon is a kind of whiskey, and Scotch is the best. I'm jealous, you did a good job.
Congrats on the task, iadr.
Has that cuckoo clock ever actually helped you? I never could get an external noise (beeping watches, etc.) to do anything other than occasionally wake me up.
It does count if you do the task ahead of time--benefits of being in the club--so congrats on that too!
Sugarglider--thanks for the badges. Can you use them, Seeker? I'm glad we've gotten so many responses on that--no shortage of talent around here.
I have to admit, I hadn't put too much effort into the tasks this month, as I've been in a rather harsh dry-spell. It seems, however gradually, that I'm coming out of it!
I'm not perfectly sure this will count, but I'm hopeful! Haven't had terrible success with the Monthly Tasks in the past.
To give a visual, please imagine the most ridiculously stereotypical haunted house ever. It seemed the entire gray-brown house was made of shutters.
To conserve room, I'll use 'Spoiler Tags' for the dream.
Spoiler for My Wonderfully Obtuse Dream:
I was quite weary the morning this dream occurred, so the details are quite hazy. At some point, somehow, I found myself in some sort of poorly lit mansion. I began climbing several flights of rickety wooden stairs. While the way up, I do remember looking out several windows.
Outside, it was nighttime, with giant whispy trees all around. The moon was up, if I recall, and there was a simple chain-link fence about 20 yards from the structure. I could see a little road, and a dumpster, with a man in an orange suit throwing a garbage bag inside (this is vaguely creepy, I now realize.)
After climbing further, I passed a short hallway, and into a flight of descending stairs. For reasons unknown to me, I was now a rat catcher. This was convenient, because a few dozen football-sized rats were now swarming the stairs.
I'm not entirely sure how I 'caught' the rats, but I believe a car hood was involved. I eventually was overwhelmed by a giant multi-colored rat, and 'died.'
There is a short gap of memory, but it returns with me, as a ghost, in a bedroom of the mansion.
{For the following, I should explain that I have named my dream/spirit guide Virgil, which I thought quite apt for a guide of this sort! I have 'concluded' that my guide is part of my conscious thought, or 'Inner-voice.' I won't dwell too much the topic, but I discovered this notion from Robert Monroe's OBE book.}
I somehow was personifying Virgil. I draw this from the fact that I recall other ghosts in the household. Most of them were dressed in the classical Victorian style that television associates with ghosts. Anyway, one of them, a woman, called me Virgil several times.
This caused me to remember my #1 Lucid Goal: Finding Virgil in a dream. This association caused a very brief state of Lucidity, likely one of the lowest I will know.
During these few minutes, a portly ghost in striped pajamas came into the room, and started speaking. He interrupted only to light a cigarette (I have no idea how a ghost is capable of this.)
While talking quite rapidly (possibly in some form of slurred German), and laughing, he made wild hand motions, searing me with the light cigarette. I remember little pain, but I recall looking at my arm (which I found to be a translucent light blue) and seeing black marks where burned.
Before totally losing lucidity, I walked past him, and saw a small room with another flight of stairs. In it were roughly 2 dozen ghosts, wandering around, some talking, some dancing.
I woke shortly after, and, having only a few moments before leaving to catch a bus, could not record the dream properly. It was only after getting on the bus that I realized that I had completed a Lucid task unintentionally.
Wow, that was rather long... my utter respect to any who read it in full!
I hope I might enjoy my 5 days of badge bearing. They would be my first, and hopefully not my last...
To give a visual, please imagine the most ridiculously stereotypical haunted house ever. It seemed the entire gray-brown house was made of shutters.
-Graysong
Don't worry, we give points for showing your work!
I am in the spare bedroom of my house with JG, MT and CW, classmates I had been working with the previous day on a science project. The day before, JG and CW had been fighting for control. In the dream, I was given a quest to build a faerie wand and they were to help me. However, each time I completed a step, another one was added. We began to get frustrated, and JG and CW began to fight. MT went to play on the computer, and I stood there, watching. Eventually, the arguing stopped and we began to have a proper discussion.
"I remember," I began, "earlier in this dream, when the textbooks were just ordinary textbooks, not magical spellbooks!" (They resembled my science textbooks. The group was for a science project). Suddenly, I had an odd notion to do a RC, so I plugged my nose and breathed through it.
((Note: I usually wake up seconds after becoming lucid. I do not know why, I just do.))
I am in my bed, but lucid. While lying down, I quickly do a nose RC to confirm that I am dreaming. I sit up in my bed, and set my mind to do the advanced task. I figure I need light to see my reflection, so I point my hand at my lightswitch and bellow, "Lights, on!"
At that second, I dearly think, "Gosh, this better me a dream or I'm going to be yelled at for making such a racket so early in the morning" (My clock read 3:00am in the dream. Its digital, if that means anything.)
Anyway, the light does not turn on, and that makes me mad. "Lights, ON!" I shout again. Nothing happens. So then I actually stand up and flick the switch down. (Actually, if I did that, the lights should have been on in the first place. But whatever). Nothing happens. I give up on the lights and approach the mirror. I have no reflection. I put my hand on the glass, and immedietly wake up in my bed.
After doing a RC, I realise it is not a dream anymore. It is 3:00am, so I write the dream in my dream journal.
Does this count? (I wouldn't think so, but it doesn't hurt to try. I've been trying to have a LD all month now.)
Kyhaar...I'd have to say that was close, but no cigar. I know how you feel. It was still a nice lucid, and you rememebered to try the task, so that's good.
Has that cuckoo clock ever actually helped you? I never could get an external noise (beeping watches, etc.) to do anything other than occasionally wake me up.
It does count if you do the task ahead of time--benefits of being in the club--so congrats on that too!
Thanks Moonbeam!
I believe the cuckoo clocks help, because many times they have woken me up during dreams and helped me remember the dreams, although this time it was really a deterrent, so I turned the volume down to low on all of them now.
You might try sending Thomas an email about the question you had in the other thread by clicking on the Contact section at the bottom of his home page and sending him an email from there, because I just got an answer back in one day after sending an email that way.
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