I've been taking a break from posting here until my life settles down a bit (I've been pretty busy) although I have been checking in every once and a while, but I was excited about completing this months task that I just though I would share it.
I was walking around on a deserted beach in the middle of nowhere during wintertime in a light rain / snow (it was a very interesting scene actually, but I won't bore you with the details). While walking, I thought about a song I had listened to recently and how my life related to it. Some thought went through my head about dreams and I idly wondered if I was in a dream. I laughed out loud as I realized that it really was a dream. I walked around on the beach for a few minutes wondering what I should do. I decided not to do anything because I was rather enjoying my current dream when I remembered the lucid tasks. I chose the advanced one because it seemed more interesting.
First I thought I should find a mirror so I could tell what I looked like. I visualized a mirror in my current surroundings. Walking over to a small rock face I saw a mirror embedded in the rock, close to how I had imagined it.
I stood in front of it and studied my reflection. I was wearing my rather moth eaten black touque, a baggy, dark gray-green sweatshirt and navy blue cargo pants (the mirror didn't show anything below my knees and I didn't look down so I'm not sure what I was wearing on my feet). My hair was longer than usual, about 4 or 5 inches above elbow length.
Then I closed my eyes, and with some difficulty, I forced my body to change. When I opened them again my reflection was gone for a moment, then flickered into view in the mirror. My face looked pretty much the same; round, with the same marks, nose, eyes and everything, except that my eyebrows were slightly thicker and my mouth was the tinniest bit wider. My skin tone and hair (which was now only about 3 or 4 inches long) colour were quite a bit darker too.
My body was leaner and slightly more muscular and the proportions were more masculine. I was also about three inches taller. My clothes had changed too. I was now wearing a dark blue baseball cap (backwards), loose black jeans and a plain white T-shirt with a tiny bit of writing in the bottom right corner. I tried to read it in the mirror, but the letters kept waving around and changing. I didn't look at my feet, but I remember feeling like I was wearing very loose running shoes or possibly skate shoes. My ears got very cold, but I don't remember thinking anything other than 'how curious'.
Of course, being me, I just had to go for the bonus points so I ran up the beach praying that someone would appear. (and I remember feeling my shoes fall off as I ran) My friend came out from behind a large piece of driftwood and I told her "Nicola, it's me! It's Taylour! I just dreamt myself into a different body." (*edit*: Oh yeah, my voice was a little deeper too.) Of course, she didn't believe me and proceeded to knock me down, call me a stalker and run away.
The swap didn't really affect me emotionally or spiritually, but I found it a somewhat odd (but interesting) experience. Best control I've had in a dream for a while too.
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