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Dream 1: I was at a party. I saw myself from behind, and I had some sort of spiral headdress made of diamonds. I was carrying a small steel suitcase with stolen jewels to sell to the (wealthy) people at this party. Then I remembered that Gab had also described a dream like this (not true) and felt like I was a dream copycat.

Dream 2: My dad left me at grandma's house (I think my dream self was a kid). I was aware that it was bigger/had more rooms than it should. I was anxiously looking for grandma (because I was scared?). Uncle T. was in one of the rooms I walked into, and he was angry that I had walked in without knocking. He was sitting at a computer, so I assumed he'd been looking at something naughty. (My dream self seemed my current again.)

Finally I found grandma. She'd been in bed, in the first room I'd checked. I just hadn't seen her.

Next I'm in the kitchen of grandma's house with some family members (not sure who.) My mom brought in two cakes, I assumed she wanted to buy one for a special occasion, and we were testing. I think I did something very clumsy with it, like cutting it wrong, and people were annoyed with me, so I decided to have ice cream. (Saw I messy looking cake at my cousin's IWL yesterday.)

Justin Timberlake was there (mentioned a movie he'd starred in to my sister IWL last night), and he'd just made some ice cream on a stick. It was huge, pink (don't know the flavor), and dipped in chocolate (and nuts?) I started to eat the ice cream over the sink and a large chunk of it broke off (had a similar issue IWL yesterday) and fell into the sink. I apologized to JT and he said it was okay.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #101: Choke

I'm sitting in a car with Dad at a place that's a cross between Sonic and a Chinese take-out restaurant. We're pulled up next to one of those mic/speaker combos where you place your order and I'm debating whether to order sweet & sour chicken or just get a giant bucket of tater tots. (I don't actually eat like this. )

A guy who looks like Mako Iwamatsu sticks his head out of the main restaurant building and shouts something about "three orders of sweet & sour chicken". I get out of the car and approach to hear him better. Then Mako makes some remark about our order and something about dreaming. It's semi-amusing, so I chuckle politely and look up at the night sky. The stars look artificially bright and the moon has been replaced by a flying saucer! "This is a dream," I say, and immediately start walking.



I leave the restaurant parking lot, moving through an alley that dead-ends at an open door into a house. I go inside, exploring the house for a bit. It's nicely decorated and very realistic. I'm pleased with how vivid it looks -- classy carpeting, great lighting, really tasteful decor. I wonder why I suck so bad at decorating IWL if I can imagine scenes like this. It occurs to me that no matter how many LDs I have, part of me always thinks They can't really look that good, right? But they can and they do.

I'm a bit lost in the house and as I turn down one hallway, I suddenly find myself in a noisy European street scene. It feels like Germany. The fast transition surprises me and before I can think to speak gibberish to these DCs for Task of the Month, I round another corner and wind up back in the house again. Well that was weird.

For some reason this reminds me of my intent to get to the Alamo and meet up with Art. I decide getting outside will be the best way open up the map and get where I want. The closest internal wall of the house is brick (oddly enough), and without hesitating, I phase through it. There's nothing on the other side of the wall, though, and I wind up in the void.

Rubbing my hands together, I continue walking through the void. I imagine that I'm walking along a street outside. I can feel the roadway underneath my feet (which feel like they're in nothing but socks.) I keep walking forward, waiting for the new scene to form. After a while, I see a pattern of squareish lights that coalesces into the window of my darkened childhood bedroom. I leave immediately, phasing through the window into the street.

It's late at night and I'm outside on the street where I grew up. I try to figure out which way San Antonio (and the Alamo) would be from here... and totally get it wrong. When I look out at the horizon, I see a huge observation tower surrounded by some scaffolding, like it's under construction. Was there some kind of tower in San Antonio? (Yes, it turns out -- the Tower of the Americas.)



I start to zoom-teleport to the tower but the moment I begin to move, I swallow my gum. Swallow my what?? Did I go to bed chewing gum? I try to remember, worrying that it's now lodged in my throat IWL and that I'm about to be in big trouble. I freak out and the scene goes black. I manage to calm myself at the last minute but the dream is too far gone and quickly ends.

Last night's dream was especially intense. I was with a bunch of Japanese kids, and we were going to see a samurai movie at the theater. The movie was alright, and I remember that I got lost in the theater because we had to see different movies for some reason. We all piled into the same car, and that was that. Before I woke up, I was fighting some evil being, and I remember destroying it upon waking up. I wish I had more to say this time, but the movie took up most of my dream.

Morning of June 6, 2013. Thursday.



The main scenario in one dream features me being younger (possibly around thirty years of age) and apparently with my own bed lined up from a north wall to the south in a fairly large unfamiliar room. To my right on the west side of this room is a smaller end table with a large vase-like yellowish and greenish lamp with a floral design and with a beige gingham lampshade. Also on the table is a large squarish jar which contains a few dangerously venomous spiders. The jar and the lamp take up most of the tabletop. Three smaller spider monkeys dressed as bellhops in black, red, and shiny gold come in now and then. Because they are “bellhops” I might be inclined to think I am in a small hotel room.

There is a concern that the monkeys had been near the jar and let some of the potentially dangerous spiders out, so at one point I yell at them to leave everything alone, but then I see that the only spiders outside the jar are smaller harmless ones with light brown and white stripes. They are making small webs between the lamp, table, and wall. The ones in the jar are larger and black and look like miniature tarantulas. I puzzle over why I have decided to keep venomous spiders in a jar near my bed but then an old saying is clear in my mind - “Keep your friends close but your enemies closer”. There is no fear or substantial concern when I view the dangerous spiders through the glass jar.

“My” monkeys seem well-behaved and devoted to their tasks and are mostly only around to serve me in cleaning and taking care of potential impositions (such as annoying visitors, by pretending to take them to my room while actually ushering them straight out into busy traffic).

Morning of June 6, 2013. Thursday.



In my dream, we are back living in Brisbane. Our house is different and does not have higher steps, the inside being much like our real place there, but the front porch area being most like the King Street boarding house with the upstairs apartments. Our son Lorenzo is playing with three younger blonde girls, racing around inside and out, who are happily going in and out of our house while being yelled at by a slightly older girl not to be in our house. They are dressed very formally with fancy hairstyles, as if for a formal event for the very wealthy.

I soon notice that something dramatic is going on next-door; there are a lot of people, for some reason, standing on top of wobbly old wooden step-ladders, watching the action as if at some sort of baseball game at the park. The house next door is on fire, but I do not see any actual flames or smoke. It seems that a Christmas tree had somehow caught fire in their attic. The people with the hose (no firemen around, but a couple policemen in black wandering around not doing anything) are aiming the water up and directly through the small attic window from a fair distance away. I hear a young couple crying loudly and holding their hands together, but there does not seem to be anything to really cry about, as I see no actual damage anywhere at all.

It seems strange that all these people are just standing up on ladders and balancing on the fence just to look at that house when nothing is really visible, even the supposed fire. I call out sort of absentmindedly to the nearest man standing atop a step-ladder, “Oh, I didn’t even know about this…”, but most of these people seem more amused or entertained than having concern for the owners or tenants, even though it also seems they were there to help at first.

I become semi-lucid and notice something strange regarding perspective. Their house, on the side nearest to our house, seems to go past my line of sight towards and behind me - to seemingly take up the same space (from my viewpoint near the corner of our house) as our house would otherwise be, an “impossible” perspective, yet somehow at the same time, it also seems to be a completely empty region or undefined area where neither house is.

This last part with the ladders relates to typical waking metaphors. Someone on a ladder relates to getting closer to waking consciousness, a fire relates to growing conscious awareness, and something going through a window implies leaving the dream state. The water though, indicates a subtle desire to become lucid (though goes through the window instead, similar to the “water getting lower over time” waking metaphor).

Dream recall from today's naps. Got lucid but again nearly no waking memory, also greatest false awakening chain so far.

There was something about a game that was mix of Doom and Unreal Tournament 2004, there was a map with some Doom items and one hard to get Megasphere, some AI like announcer was describing map and was telling that there are secret ways to get score, i assumed that Megasphere was one of them.
Then i wake up and look at hands, they are normal(Well, that was random), i get up and then family enters the room and there's some talk.
Suddenly i wake up again, and i have feeling that i am dreaming, it's hard to move so i manage to summon some kind of creature in a doorway, once i try to get up i...
Wake up again, i still feel the dream and trying to get up leads me...
Into another false awakening, i get random idea that keeping eyes closed will keep dream stable and i manage to finally get up, i open the eyes and see Chandelier, i am a bit surprised and then it multiplies number of lamps as usual, i say hi and...
Wake up again, i hear some weird sounds and feel the dream again, i look around and see some weird shadowy figure, i try to move and...
I wake up again... I quickly turn into same direction as previously and figure's still here, i decide to punch it, and as i punch it it turns into some dude that i haven't seen before, he tells me that we should read some book, i say why not and get up, but everything fades.
I wake up again, i get up and i feel the dream again, also gravity is weird, i decide to try levitating to keep the dream stable and it works(First time without wings i guess), it indeed does keeps dream, i hear TV in another room and decide to check, i levitate through corridor into another room(everything looked pretty similar to waking life), family's watching TV(that's where similarities to waking life ends, we don't have TV), i levitate around a bit and then look at TV, image on it is blurry but there's something red. Fade out.
And i wake up again and see that some female DC is searching something in the room. Then i wake up properly, confirming it by lots of RCs.

5:18am

So there I was at a counter at a bar, still trying to vote, and out of some reason I thought one could vote at a bar. I was looking in my purse either for my credit card to pay for the purchases at the bar or for my license as proof of identity so I could vote.

My husband was saying how this election was to show George Bush that he could not limit elections to just some voters. But while I was still rummaging through my purse, my husband left.

Suddenly I heard my mother on TV trying to tell about a dream she had had. She was much younger, like when I was a kid.

And then it clicked. I shouted "This is a dream!" And I started doing sumersaults in the air above the bar. Out of some reason though I kept closing my eyes, and the dream was fading. I managed to notice that my husband was not there, so I expected to find him right outside the door, and so I opened the door and there he was. "This is a dream!" I shouted. But then I woke up.


Memory of previous dream:

The rummaging in my purse for either my credit card or license reminded me of a dream earlier that night, where I had the hardest time finding my credit card in my purse in a store, but then I remembered, I had just bought chocolates in the store next door, and I had them in a small paper gift bag, so I looked inside, and they had put my credit card with the chocolates! The person at this place said that this is what the store next to them has a tendency of doing. As I was walking out, I noticed that she had named the store on the other side of hers, not the one I remembered shopping in, but in my dream I rationalized that the two stores on both sides must then be owned by same owner.

4:28am

I was trying to get to the voting booth on time. I needed to vote even though I had voted yesterday - one of those two day elections. I knew voting closed at 5pm, and it was almost 5. I was lost. I was moving further and further West, away from the city, but unable to figure out how to turn around.

My kids were in the car with me. I thought of them as my kids, although I only saw one in this dream, and he looked nothing like my real life kids, but in this dream, I did not question it. There was chewing gum stuck to the radio, which didn't look anything like the car radio does either. And there was something wrong with the outside front of my car, though I don't know what - I got out at a light and tried to fix whatever was wrong.

My husband materialized. I asked how he found me despite my being lost, he did not explain, and I did not ask again. He said he could drive. I asked, don't you have a car you got here in? He said no, but then I thought maybe we would get back here for his car after the election. Though I seriously doubted we could get back in time.

The kid wanted milk. He wanted to know if the juice box contained milk. We said, no juice. He said that he wanted milk not juice. In fact he seemed to already be drinking juice. My husband pointed out there was milk in shopping bags in the car, but the milk was in gallon containers, so not ready to drink.

2:40am

Trying to sign up my older son to private school - he goes to a very good public one in real life. Then the dream got confusing because in my dream he already went to the school I was trying to sign him up for, so as I was trying to find someone in administration to talk to, my son came to me. I wondered how come he could be by himself outside of class now, but did not question it further. i asked if he was having a good day - he said he was. There was an ice cream social at the school. I was told that maybe that's why the administrators I was trying to reach were not there - that I should try later. I said that I luckily have the day off of work, so I van try later.

Bed at 9:17
10:52 pm
I had an almost lucid dream feeling in this dream. I had the sense that I had been counting something in my dream perhaps in my dream journal, when I opened my eyes wider and entered a new scene flying over an ocean with the thought that one can do this counting better this way. This may have been a non lucid dream about being lucid? I think the vividness shifted during the change of scene to much more vivid, and it was almost like being lucid.

Seems to have been a quick transition into becoming lucid, only several days after finding this site, but thinking about it today maybe it is not a surprise and that this site has simply helped me reawaken what has already been there, I am starting to remember today that when I was much younger being lucid all the time, or at least on many occasions in the past trying to be lucid. Coming here and all the information available seems to have just throw a lot into place, anyway to the dreams.

First what I recall is being in this type of courtyard area, possibly on the steps of this old style church, but this outside area is actually like a place for practising doctors about to start work, for some reason they are starting around 10am as well which sort of made me feel comfortable (probably because I do not like getting up early), remember my own doctor being there and I was telling her how nice it must be to have this routine (I lack day to day routine). Now I am walking into a room of people who are waiting to see the doctors, unbeknownst to me I have scrambled through this crowd and accidentally bumped into several people who I have upset. This one girl is quite upset, crying and I go over to apologise, explaining it was an accident, that I had no idea what happened and then we are sitting holding hands, she is becoming more relaxed. I remember being a little self conscious that we were holding hands, like some people would see and snicker but I overcame this and became quite relaxed with it and with her. As I became more relaxed with her, holding hands, talking, we kind of made an intimate connection and the people around us became aware of this as if we would be a couple in 5 minutes. While this is happening I am taking more notice and interest in her sister who is sitting next to her who is more attractive, much more confident looking and who I was really desiring but sort of confined to accepting the girl who I am already attached to. Weird thing here is we are now talking and she is asking me about eating elephant meat, hinting at how good it is and that I should try some, I regress saying this is an endangered species but maybe it is ok to try, or for the local people of the area to use the meat from an elephant which has been recently poached. Then the girl seems to become emotionally aggressive, her face warps into this tight warped grey alien mess which leans into my own face, I feel a bit overwhelmed, fragment ends.

Now I am outside in the street in a nice business/commercial district, in front of a nice office building when I hear my RC meowing, an old companion who passed several years ago which makes me aware that I am dreaming. I find this very comforting and a lovely moment, I pick her up to say hello and have a pat for a while before moving up along the street. Now that I know I am dreaming I guess I do something very predictable and trying to fly but to no avail, I get up off the ground a couple of meters but meet too much resistance and come back to earth, guess it is something that will just take more time? Then I am back to walking along the street, run into this nice mother type figure, I am a bit nervous of this stranger but realise I am dreaming and that there is nothing to be nervous about, she is very accommodating, lovely and goes off to her car to leave where I see her two children, ask if they are hers, which they are and I mention how that is very nice. I continue on up the street and come to the end of the block where there is a pedestrian crossing with many people coming across and past me when I see three people who I use to go to school with, the always acting tough type, one I share a glance with who totally disregards me and another I end up brushing up against which turns into confrontation. Of course I am aware that I am dreaming still so this does not bother me, expecting to give this guy a major beat down but again am met with resistance, can not overcome him and fragment ends.

Now I am sitting at this table in this lovely high end home with three other people who are like of the highest importance in the MMA world, the only one I recognise is Dana White and we are all dining out on this beautiful meal, we are especially impressed with this lovely crisp roast turkey. Then I leave the room into another where there is like this kiddies table where less important people are sitting around eating, one who happens to be GSP (lol), I kind of feel slightly sorry for them. Now I am in another room sitting at this long thin table, like one at a school camp or something and across from me is Joe Rogan and I am asking him how he is getting on with his lucid dreaming, we seem to have a nice friend chat. Now the room turns into like a bedroom of like this 7 foot really athletic basketball guy, I realise this fantastic property is his and he is this incredibly athletic and skilled guy but he is depressed and upset because he is dying of cancer. Outside there is his mattress, propped up in the air, for some reason it is out there getting clean or to keep it perfectly clean, bacteria free, pure and unspoilt I guess but it starts raining. So several people then, including his wife are out there trying to cover it up to protect it but all his wife can manage to do is put this too small sheet over it which does very little and he is disgusted by this, thinks his wife is basically pathetic and useless. Now we are back in his bedroom and he is starting to pretty much lose it, like meth psychosis crazy, I see him running around and then grab some washing powder which he is eating/drinking which is making him more insane. Thankfully I am aware I am dreaming because when he stands in front of me, about to go at me I channel power through my hands to subdue him and bring him down.

I do recall another couple of dreams but I was not lucid in those, plus no way I can keep writing like this; think maybe I am overdoing the detail?

hi. I am 19 years old, and take anti-depressants teva-vaniafaxine xr 75mg and smoke weed. i tried lucid dreaming by listening to the videos on youtube 2 months ago. and the dream was like normal days. one day in my dream i had a scar on my arm and i don't have a scar in my real life. so i found that weird.

now about a month ago, my routine of my life was just like the dreams i had. i felt like i had a dejavu every second. but i couldn't remember everything because i didn't write anything down.

about a week ago, i got a scar on my arm........ i was walking in the woods and i happened. and i went to friends house. that was the dream i had in a 2months ago. not how i got the scar, but i was hanging out at my friends and i had a scar on my arm.

and i remember the dreams from now on. the thing is that one of my friend get busted by the cop for selling weed. i don't know if it is goanna happen for sure. or the future can be changed?

I dreamed that I was at the movie theater with PW, but we both got different tickets. She got the wrong ticket for some reason, and I felt like it was my fault. I offered to pay for her new ticket.

I dreamed that I had long hair down to my belly button. It didn't feel like a dramatic change since my dream self still have long hair. I first had long magenta hair, but when I looked in the mirror again it was lilac color. I kept on feeling the length of my hair. I pushed my hair up, and tried to smooth the back. My hair turned in to rainbow color. This flamboyant guy that looked animate-ish, told me that I'm not joining a girl gang, but will join his instead. He said we need to take a group picture with everyone. I remember him having really long individual eyelashes. I woke up not disappointed, but really happy about the hair colors.

Treacherous Sister:
It starts out with me applying for a job. They inform me i have to go through a chemical shower and my dream self agrees. Before i get to the factory at which i'm to take this shower, i had to meet at this other office looking place and empty all of my pockets. I throw everything in a box except for my pocket knife. I then head on to the factory, not many people are there, some workers, it's very lonely feeling. I was instructed to squeeze myself headfirst into this rotating pipe ( this freaks me out, i start to think i might not get out ) and i wobble my way through and before i know it, i'm out and on a platform at a higher level in the factory. ( i was also freaking out because of the pocket knife i still had, i was worried they might have a metal detector, and it turns out, there was no chemical shower at all, strange, oh well ). The box i emptied my pockets into was supposed to be sitting on this platform but it's gone, Some one must have stolen it. I walk out and it's night time, There's a tunnel that leads to a subway looking underground place. There's a man there, he offers to trade with me ( what he was trading, i can't remember ) but my dream self was sure this guy had stolen my stuff and so i attack him. He pulls out a knife but thankfully, i was good at dodging and after a little bit, i managed to get a knife from his ware storage. We battle it out and whether or not i kill him or just seriously wound him i cannot remember, but i do remember i lost a decent chunk out of my foot and it hurts a little. After the fight, i'm there alone and i discover that this guy was in fact a thief. Then i somehow end up at my house ( can't remember how i got there ) and i'm looking at some stuff on a self and my sister enters but she's not aware i'm here so i watch her. She climbs into a secret pit under the floor. My dream self then somehow comes to the conclusion that she's a thief and i must kill her too so i take my pocketknife and flip it out as i run over to her and i jump onto her back and quickly stab her through the ribs three times, she's dead and i discover she did in fact steal stuff from people.

Modded Mine carts:
I'm on a modded Minecraft server. It's a hunger games type survival thing and there's also a goal at the end but i arrive late so all the other players are ahead of me. The goal is to climb all these ladders and ride the mine carts to the correct goal ( it's like a maze ) the surroundings are very cave trench like. There's also chests scattered around for players to loot but i was late joining so i got none. The server had some weird mine cart mod installed that allowed mine carts to run sideways and upsidedown and it also included a redstone thing that automatically turned the mine carts and sent them in a new direction.

LUCID


*I became lucid while being down stairs on front of my apartments. The sun was shining and the quality was absolutely amazing! It had the quality of waking life or maybe better. I was so amazing that walked over to a bush pulled of a leaf and looked at it in amazement. Then I looked directly at my mind and asked my self where is my mind. I attempted to practice meditation.

*Then the scene changed. Someone showed me a flyer for a teaching. This had the words om nu hum. I thought thats wierd what does nu mean. It is usually om ah hum. Then I looked closely to see this indian man was the teacher of this teaching. Then the flyer started to shift while presenting different images, beautiful images. There was a beautiful goddess that appeared along with symbols and tormas. I thought if I could only remember and draw these things. It was amazing.

*I ended up in my apartment with the goal I had in mind. Next time I was lucid dreaming I wanted to practice the sky gazing dzogchen meditation. I stepped out on the patio and started to blend my mind with space. Then I vividness arose in the dream unlike anything I have ever experience. There was a tree next to me that blowed in the wind so beautifully. I thought this is it! Then I thought lets try tummo never tried that before. So sat down and practiced. The heat arose then I stopped.
I thought now I wanna practice consort yoga and did so having a incredible experience.