Hello,

This is my very first post about lucid dreaming. All these years I've pretty much kept it to myself and my husband. Last night I had an amazing lucid dream:

I was flying through the air. It was dark and the moon was full. The sky was scattered with stars, like diamonds on black velvet. It was so sharp. I could smell the air and feel the morning dew. I flew across a river that was about the size of a football field. I realized I was dreaming and was surprise at how easily I could control my altitude. Usually when I realize I am dreaming I slowly float back towards the earth (or water). There is no fear in falling, I am usually trying very hard to will myself back up high again. But last night, I merely thought where I wanted to go. I flew/floated across an emerald green river. The trees were dipping into the water, leaving rings. The moon's reflection was mirrored in the river, the ripples distorting the image. I watched the dew drip off the leaves. It was all so breathtaking. It's hard to descibe. I followed along the snake-like river, taking the turns with ease, maybe 20 feet above the water. It felt like I was flying around 30-40 miles per hour. Then I willed myself to the ground and landed in a back yard with lush green lawn. There was a worn redwood fence surrounding the yard that I was in. I took a little run and leaped onto the fence horizontally and ran the length of one side. I jumped down and laughed at what I had just done, amazed at my newfound acrobatic capabilities... then woke up. I didn't want to wake up. It was so wonderful and peaceful.

I really love dreams like this. I've had them as long as I can remember. Is it possible to have this in my genes? I had a teacher recommend I look into lucid dreaming when I was a teen ager. Back then there wasn't an internet. When I became internet savvy, I realized that I was experiencing lucid dreams at least once every few months. Sometimes more often. This is all without trying though. When I was actively trying to recall dreams in my younger years, I recorded 3-5 dreams a night. It seemed almost effortless. I finally stopped doing it when I got married for fear of upsetting the husband with my nightly mini light, pen and paper. Now I am interested in starting it back up. Last night really rekindled my interest.

I look forward to reading your posts.

~ Extropian