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September 20, 2008

Day 12
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Dreamed a big spider ran up the wall and hid behind the curtain. Hubby got it with his bare hands. Could see it in his hands Took it outside. When he returned, I asked if he killed it. He did.

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Dreamed about lumps on my arm - forearm.

September 8, 2008

[This began the time period when I intentionally began trying to recall my dreams, become lucid, and have an OBE]

Right before bed, I wrote in my Dream Journal:

I am a spirit in a body capable of experiencing dimensions beyond physical experience. I have the ability to separate from my body, return safely, and remember.

[First lucid dream occurred on DAY 5]

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My husband's cousins were at a waterfall party and drinking. [an aside: these cousins are very religious and I can't imagine them doing this in real life] The male cousin, we'll call Paul, got drunk and fell asleep. My husband filled the fountain (?) and then went to lie down. Paul was flirting and then he passed out. I played religious music for Kathryn (not her real name).

I managed to remember one dream which isn't bad for me. Here it is.

'I was in a 'club' and everyone in it was female except for me, my gender wasn't noted but I am leaning towards female. I got woken up from a sleep with a 'surprise promotion' which I had to give to someone. We were in a house with white walls and regular furniture, a fairly normal house. The lighting was normal if not bright. It reminded me of a scene from a movie. I was uncomfortable with the pressure of choosing someone to give a promotion. One of the leaders of the club had brown hair in a bun and was wearing thick framed black glasses.

In another part I was outside an elevator in a lobby with red carpet and beige walls. I was listening to two people talk and then crying. It was a nice looking place, five star hotel style.

04/10/12

Note: It has been a long time since I have posted any dreams. I have been sooooo depressed lately that all I have really wanted to do is crawl into a hole and fall asleep and never wake up. I think it is lifting a bit, so I decided to go ahead and post these dreams.

Maze Hunter
I am in a suit of futuristic armor and in a futuristic looking underground facility. The facility is laid out like a maze, and I am there to hunt some creatures, some violent creatures that have been killing randomly both in the facility and on the surface around the facility. Killing indiscriminately. They have to be stopped. I am walking down a long hall with flickering lights giving it a rather creepy feel, like the facility hasn't been in use recently. I hear movement up ahead, I look at a scanner on my wrist to confirm it is one of the enemies and not an ally. I cautiously approach a turn in the passage where I know the enemy is just around the corner. I manage to surprise the enemy by jumping around the corner and firing my weapon before he can react. My weapon is a laser blaster that is about the size of a shotgun, and it emits a blast of fire that blasts the enemy apart. I can see through the broken parts of the armor that the enemy is reptilian in nature, I am wondering if it is of a race I have encountered in the past called Reptizars. I'm not sure, usually they don't need any armor beyond what is offered by their scales. I hear something behind me and turn just in time to dive out of the way as another of the enemy fires at me. I dive down a side passage, rolling over quickly onto my back and waiting for the enemy to appear. I don't see anything… what is that thing up to? I am sure he will come around the corner at any time, but before he does, I wake up.


To The Races
I am in my own car, the car I have in my waking life, which is a red Dodge Neon. I am driving down a street quickly, intent on getting to a race track where I have been entered to race… in my Neon. There is a special race going on at the race track where whoever feels like entering and has a non-modified street car can race for prizes. I think I probably don't have much chance entering with a Neon, but someone else has entered me and I am not going to back out. I figure there will probably be some other amateurs there with cars even worse for racing than my Neon. Right now I am racing on the freeway just to get there before it is too late, before I miss the start of the race.


Mad Monkey Inn
I am in a hotel of some kind, I have a job there. I am taking the key cards from people as they check out and leave the hotel to go on their way. It seems many of the visitors are disgruntled, and cranky upon leaving. Also I notice that several of them look like they have been bitten or scratched, like they have been attacked by a wild animal of some kind. I look around and see an ad on the wall that says each visitor to the hotel gets their own monkey to sleep with for the night. Not a stuffed monkey, a real live spider monkey. I think that is really strange. A man comes from the rooms area with a particularly cranky monkey. The monkey is clearly trying to bite and scratch the man, I wonder what is going on there. Have monkeys been injuring all the guests? The man stops by me and says no one told him the monkeys wake up so cranky in the morning. He says he should sue this dump. He hands over his key, then shoves the cranky monkey into my hands as well. He leave in a huff, but I pay very little attention to him since I am now trying to keep the monkey from biting me in the face. I am holding the monkey at arm length and I am not sure what to do with him now. After all, I haven't even been trained to handle the monkeys!


Hawaii 5-O
I am with Steve McGarrett from Hawaii 5-O. We are trying to gather evidence against a cop we both know is dirty, but so far we have been unable to prove it. Alicia is there with us, and I go with Alicia to check in one direction. Alicia spots a couple of gang bangers and proceeds to flip them the bird. I wonder why she did that. They get pissed and come after us. Alicia disappears quickly, and I hide myself behind some dumpsters in an alley. I meet up with Steve just as the gang bangers catch up with me. Steve kicks one of their asses, I fight and manage to beat the other one into submission. The dirty cop is there, too, presumably there to get a payoff or something. But there is still no evidence. Steve takes the cop's gun and shoots each of the gang bangers, killing them. He hands the gun back to the dirty cop, who is standing there looking stunned. Steve says we had better leave, the rest of the gang will be coming. Steve beats on the cop for a bit and then we disappear. Steve says when the rest of the gang finds the cop over their dead friends, they won't hesitate to tear the cop into so many pieces that we'll never find all of them.


Darkness Below
I am at the public library and I realize I have to go to the bathroom, so I look around to see if there is anyone around that looks like they might steal my computer while I'm away. I see no issues so I head into the bathroom. There is no one in there so I choose an empty stall to do my business in. I sit down and do my business, and I am about ready to get up when I hear a strange noise outside the stall. It doesn't sound like a person, it sounds more like an oozing mass of something crossing the floor… and the smell of raw sewage reaches my nose. Yuck! One of the other toilets must be backing up. Gross! I look at the floor to see if I can see any sewage coming from the other stalls… but what I see is that the ground is suddenly all cracked and covered in mold. Yuck! How could I not have noticed when I entered that the bathroom was this disgusting? Black ooze is coming up from the cracks. It seems to be alive. I step out of the stall, there is something really gross happening. The mirrors are all broken in the bathroom, and there is black ooze also coming from cracks in the wall. I head over to the door, which is also covered with black sludge. A humanoid form is stepping from the sludge, human in shape, with a huge gaping and dripping mouth that is emitting a long groan like a zombie. The thing reaches for me, and reflexively I use the spell Damage, Inc. to throw a fireball at the thing. The spell works, and the thing bursts into flame as if it was made out of oil and is very flammable. The room is quickly engulfed in flames, completely surrounding me, but then I wake.

2008

(Not lucid)

I was in an antique store and was looking at teacups. It was a very upscale place and I felt I didn't belong there. As I looked into a case, the sales clerk asked if he could show me a teacup or take something out for me. I asked for one teacup and saucer. He told me I could go to the table near the window and wait. I took a seat and waited. There was a pot of tea on the table. When he brought the teacup and saucer he set it in front of me and left. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to test drive the teacup by pouring myself a cup of tea. I decided not to. I looked at the bottom of the teacup and it was expensive. The saucer had to be bought separately and it was expensive too. Well, I thought, I can afford the teacup but not the saucer. So, I bought the teacup. The sales clerk looked disappointed or disgusted with me. Guess I didn't buy 'enough' for his liking or commission.

I left the shop and took the subway home, which in real life, I don't do and don't even live in a city. On the subway, I met my grandmother - my dead grandmother. I told her and showed her what I bought. She tsked me and said, go back and buy the saucer. What's a teacup without a saucer. The dream ended.

In real life, that weekend I drove to my mother's house and just happened to go into the garage to get my mom something. In the garage were these beautiful teacups or coffee cups and saucers. I asked my Mom why they were in the garage and she said, they were my GRANDMOTHER'S and she didn't know what to do with them. I asked, Can I have them? So, I got the teacups AND saucers because my grandmother would not have been happy had I only taken the cups!

2006/2007
[This dream was developed into a story because it was just so dang cool!]

This one was strange in that I became aware that I was dreaming BUT I was not participating. I watched my dream and it was frankly, annoying while it was happening. I even woke up twice and when I fell back to sleep, the dream continued and I was awake. I was exhausted when I finally woke in the morning.

Okay, I found myself on a table (yeah, me and tables and gray rooms, go figure) in an unfamiliar place. My head hurt bad and I immediately felt threatened. I snuck out of this room and as I was running down a hallway, naked, yeah, naked, men in black burst out of no where and began chasing me. I ran until I got outside and people stared at me and some screamed. I didn't even care that I was naked at that point because I knew I had to get away from these men in black. (do I watch too many alien movies, maybe?)

This whole time I am totally aware that I am dreaming and I can't STOP watching my dream. It was awful because I wasn't getting rest. It was like having your eyes pinned open and being forced to watch a movie. It would suck!

So, I am out on the street and notice that things are weird. The buildings are mostly all glass and very tall skyscrapers. The cars are flying and not on the street. Although some come down to land. As I'm taking all this in the men in black bust out of the building and I glanced over my shoulder to see this one man in black pull a lipstick like silver tube out of his jacket pocket. He pointed it at me and the dang thing shot a beam out of it and vaporized part of the sidewalk! I freaked! I took off running and crossed the street - where there weren't any cars - and ran smack dab into Mel Gibson!!! Yep! He grabbed me by the shoulders and looked me up and down - I was naked and suddenly felt erm, a bit exposed. He threw his jacket over my shoulders [how chivalrous] and then asked me what was wrong. I tried to pull away but he had a tight grip on me. Then, the obnoxious men in black barreled toward me with their lipstick weapons drawn and pointed at my head!

He saw them and pulled me down and to the side. We ran through a restaurant and then out the back. Finally we lost them or they gave up - I don't much know. But at some point, I may have fainted and he carried me back to his place. When I woke up, I was confused and my head hurt like a son-of-a-gun.

Mel must have heard me wake and came to my side. I asked if he had an aspirin and he looked at me like I had two heads. I asked again, you know, an aspirin, something to take away the pain in my head. He said, he didn't know what an aspirin was but he could take away the pain. He left and returned with this thing that looked like a thermometer - the kind that go in your ears. He moved it to my temple and I pulled back. He looked perplexed and I said, that doesn't go there. He said, your head hurts right? I asked what it was and he said it was a pulsejet. I was like okay whatever. And he put the thing to my head and it zapped a bit of electrical current or something into my temple and my head stopped hurting.

He asked me if I had a place to stay. I said no. He then asked why those men were chasing me and I explained I had no idea and that I had woken up on this table. I had children and a husband back in my...time...life..world? I began looking around his apartment. The entire room had glass for walls and they were darkened like sunglasses darken when they are exposed to sunlight. He eventually gave me sweatpants, socks, and a t-shirt to wear. But as I looked around I realized things here were advanced. The lipstick guns, the windows, the flying cars and I asked him the year. I don't remember the year now, but I know it was in the future. I sort of freaked out on Mel and he stared at me like I was nuts, which of course, I probably seemed nuts. We stayed here for a few days ( and oh my God it seemed FOREVER in my dream because I could NOT shut it off!!!!). I made breakfast, snooped around, noticed a video type of phone. He called someone and asked this person to come see me. That freaked me out because I didn't trust anyone.

It went on this way for awhile - just day to day stuff. And at some point I ended up in bed with Mel. Yeah. That was not awful. Funny thing is, in real life, I do not find Mel attractive. Apparently, dream me, did. And I began having all these internal struggles because I wondered if I had just cheated on my husband...what about my kids....but they weren't here and I had no idea how to get back.

So, after spending time with Mel, growing quite close and intimate with Mel, he finds someone that knows about me...or what happened to me. It was a mistake. They - this corporation/government - was trying to send someone into the past but when they did that, somehow, I ended up in the future. They did not know how to send me back.

They found us - and Mel saw them coming through some sort of video device. We bolted and ended up in a minivan - I have NO idea why - that had another family riding in it. The men in black chased me and Mel. The family in the minivan got shot up, I think. And at that point - I woke up. EXHAUSTED!!!!!!

2005/2006 (From my old journal)

I'm posting prior dreams here as I begin attempting to lucid dream again. This one and the Becoming Golden dream are two of my first. I cannot remember if this was first or the Golden Dream was first but both have never left me and were incredible dreams - both were lucid.

I went to sleep as normal as I had not begun intentionally LD'ing or even trying to recall my dreams.

While still dreaming, I found myself on a sidewalk, in my nightgown, at nighttime. A streetlight was to my left and I kind of was standing beneath it, I guess. I was on a corner and a traffic light was turning yellow and then red. I felt that I was waiting for something but I had no idea what i was waiting for. To my left, stood a lady, also in her pajamas. I didn't pay attention to what she wore. She had her head back and was staring up at the dark sky.

I copied her and looked up at the stars. It was a clear night and the stars sparkled except for a dark patch that was shaped like a triangle. I heard a dog bark off in the distance and crickets were chirping. I kind of thought that was a weird detail for a dream. Anyways, after I noticed the dark triangle patch in the sky that blocked out the stars, I realized this dark patch was descending...or getting bigger. Then, I just said in my dream, "I knew they were real." And I turned to look at the lady beside me to see if she saw the craft too. Her head was still back. She had on a white nightgown - I now noticed. I think I snickered at her. I remember thinking - huh, they don't have any lights on, but why would they unless they wanted someone to see them.

I turned my attention skyward again and the feakin' triangular thing was about 6 feet off the ground. It hovered above me! It blocked out the entire sky from my view. Now, light emmenated from beneath the object, but I couldn't detect or see any actual lights. It just glowed. (still not lucid)

I spun in a circle. The woman was gone. I was now in the middle of the street, but I couldn't recall walking or moving to get there. A cool white light engulfed me, and, as if I'd turned a switch from off to on I arrived in a gray metallic room. My pulse pounded at my wrists. There was NO transition. No intermediate locale. I was standing in the street, outside, on the blacktop, and then I wasn't.

(still not lucid but beginning to freak out)

The room was dimly lit with the same kind of lights as were on the object's underbelly. I couldn't see a light bulb or any indentation where a light could be. No furniture. No pictures. Just a gray room. Except it was small - maybe 10X10 feet max.

I wiped my hand on my thigh and realized I was still wearing my nightgown. (I think I started to become aware) I looked up and saw in the corner of the room a being - the typical big headed, black eyes, grayish body - standing. Whether she, and I say she because I knew it was female, had always been there in my dream or materialized, I don't know. Anyways, I noticed she had blonde hair. And that triggered my awareness. I don't know why but it was like I had been slowly waking up after I showed up in this gray room thing.

I stared at this creature and thought, quite deliberately, You're not supposed to have hair. Pale blonde hair covered her light bulb shaped head! It has to be a wig, I thought, again quite intentionally. She tilted her big head and then sent me this thought. It was THE coolest thing! I just got like a complete sentence dumped into my consciousness: She wore it to make me comfortable. Her slit of a mouth never moved I felt her intention and I also felt comforted. She seemed to smile but her mouth remained motionless.

Oh my God! They're real! They exist! And a big grin spread across my face. Then, I felt her happiness. I felt that she was pleased with my reaction.

I spoke aloud, Am I dreaming? And it was at this point that I knew I was 'awake' because I began to feel more and question things. But as if in response to my own question I got the answer, No, you're not dreaming. It kind of echoed in my head, you're not dreaming. That freaked me out. I began to look around and realized that the other lady was not with me. So, I asked the creature, where the other lady was. She told me it was not my concern. She was on her own tour and not to worry! Holy crap!

My heart started racing at this point because I just felt awake and I felt and saw everything. It was too freakin' wacky! My knees got wobbly yet I know outwardly I remained calm.

She asked me, in my head, which is kind of weird because I was already in my head , if I wanted my tour now? She motioned with her long, bony arms toward a door behind me. I turned around and a door slid silently into a wall - like the ones on star trek, except this one made no sound.

Outside was a hallway that was also gray (what is it with gray and my dreams???) and had subdued lighting. I followed her down this hall and it turned slightly and opened up. The lighting here was strong and bright. It was a white light but again no actual light bulbs could be seen. AND the fact that I was checking for freakin' light bulbs bothered me. This new area felt like and reminded me of the center of a mall. It was like the center of the craft??? It was all white and lit. There were many light bulb head creatures roaming around. Some held see through clipboard type things but they weren't clip boards. It was like a see through computer screen or something. I don't know. Anyways, they didn't seem to notice me or mind me.

In the back of this space, was a cylinder, clear glass or plastic. And I watched a few aliens go into it and then it shot straight up - like an elevator. There were tropical plants in front of the tube elevator. These creatures wore tunic type of clothes with pants. The colors they wore were pastels - no primary colors - yet.

We moved on and followed the curved wall in the hall. It seemed to go around this central hub. And as we walked I got this feeling she had a surprise for me. She hoped I 'd like it. At the end of this hall was another large room. It had row after row of seats - orange seats with a metal frame. The whole area seemed like an airport waiting area to me. On the left side of the room were windows - it was black outside though so I couldn't see anything out these windows. But the weirdest thing was these chairs and what was on them.

On every single chair, was a photograph. Each photo was of a different person - all humans. She kept on walking until she got about halfway back and then she stopped. I got this feeling that I might see my grandparents who had been dead for many years. She motioned with her long, twig-like arm for me to move into the aisle. I shuffled down the aisle like I was in a movie theater. And when I was halfway down that aisle she motioned for me to stop by holding up her long arm with four spindly fingers. I looked down at the chairs and there was this photograph of a man, Indian in nationality. He had dark hair and dark skin, dark eyes. He appeared to be in his forties, maybe or fifties. I don't know. And to the chair on my left was a woman with dark hair in a bun on top of her head, I think. She too was Indian. I stared at the photos and then looked back at this alien. She 'asked' me if I knew these people. I did not.

No sooner did I have that thought that everything changed.

She put up this mental wall so I couldn't feel her anymore. I don't know how else to explain it. But I felt cold and alone and frightened. I felt as if I'd made a wrong choice or said the wrong thing and everything spiraled out of control. From the back of this room came ten or more of these creatures. They surrounded me and pushed the chairs out of the way. They forced me to the ground with my right shoulder down (I think) and left shoulder was up. I saw one of these freaks had a syringe in its hand that contained an orange, syrupy solution. I began to yell and thrash telling her I was sorry that I could try again. But I had no sense that she was even there anymore. Then, they stuck me with this syringe and....of course...I woke up!!! FREAKIN' WEIRD...

I seemed to be in a glasses house and the time was about 2:00 Am and my whole family was awake, and we were watching the military helicopters and troops in the distance Liberate other house, and they came for us, took us to the helicopter and we flew away. A small dream fragment, but I just wanted to write it down for the records.

The other day I was watching a documentary on the subject if humans were to leave this Earth, in a second, what would happen. I was very interested in this documentary because I have always been interested on what skills it would take to survive in the wild, just like Minecraft, where you have to find shelter and survive. The Documentary said that after a few days, electricity would die off, and that Water Damns would break and windmills would fall apart, leaving the Earth into another dark age. After said power is gone, Nuclear power plants would have melt downs due to the used fuel rods that are supposed to be cooled with water to keep the isotopes of the fuel rods from exploding. An example of this would be Japan and the Chernobyl Disaster. I was the only one left, and all I had were my Ak-47 and a dehydrated foods I had saved. I had to move away from highly populated areas, because the houses would soon fall and the Radiation would kill me if I didn't move to the north. After a few days of non stop traveling, and mapping my progress, I had escaped the radiation and could finally find somewhere to live. I found a field next to a river and water fall. Not only did this seem like a nice place to live, I would be able to progress with my Enlightenment I had always wanted to find while in the wilderness. I first started to make a make shift hoe to plow the place where I would have my garden and food. I found some rocks, sharpened them and chopped down some trees and made wooden planks to make my house. The making of my house was finished within a few days, and I had been eating all the dehydrated food I have stored, which game me strength to go on and make what I needed to make. It felt as though a month had passed and I had finally build my house next to the river that led to the water fall, and made a wooden wheel that rotated on currents to make electricity and heat. My plants started to grow, and I began to start my crop rotation. Later that night, I have noticed that Wolves had been fighting over each other, and I took the pelts from the deceased wolves and used them for blanks to sleep. A pack of wolves found where I lived, and began to try and break my door down. I made a latter earlier to get on the roof. I took my Ak-47 to the roof and started to kill the wolves left and right. The excitement woke me up.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid
March 29, 2012:

I am in my childhood home, fully lucid. I float through the glass of a window.
Outside, it is a bright and clear day. Very vivid. I am floating in the air, over the back yard in the wooded area.
I say aloud "I know I'm being watched. I feel nervous about it. But I want help and guidance to become a better dreamer." (This was part of my goal.)

I am now near the swimming pool. It is full of large branches and logs, like a whole tree was cut up and thrown in the pool. There is a young boy in the water among the branches, playing. I yell at him "Shut up!" then I catch myself and say "No wait, I should help him." (also a goal).

I go closer to the kid and ask to help him. The boy is standing on a chair in the water. He tells me I can't have it. He doesn't seem to want or need help.

Normal Dream

Night 32

I hate these mornings where I wake up every 10-20 minutes, while having a different vague short dream every time, I can never remember any of them.

I. I only vaguely remember this one, I had this amulet around my neck, it was silver, and I remember saying to myself that this was an amulet of dreaming. Even though I was thinking about dreaming again, I still did not become lucid.

II. A short dream where I was in my house, I was walking to the laundry room where I looked out the window and seen a big party at my neighbors, that is all.

Me and some girl (which looked like my old friend Emily) were looking at apartments and I decided on possbily Foxwood again. I was excited to find the one we were looking at seemed almost in the same spot as the one I lived in previously. The office lady assured me it wasn't, although it might seem like it. We walked inside and I was immediately surprised at how remodeled this one was. It had like an upstairs bay window seat, as well as plenty of cabinet space.

Somehow it turned out to have more than just two bedrooms, so we decided to look around. Us (Emily and I?) and the office lady opened one of the doors and we went down this dark hallway. We opened a door to a room where a child was sleeping. Hearing us in the doorway, the child looked up and started screaming like she was possessed. We were like, "Okay, we're done in here."

As we were leaving the office lady mutters, "Somebody died in here." Officially creeped out, we turn to leave, and suddenly there's a cat sitting there. Apparently the little girl had turned into a cat somehow. And then I see that my cat, Shithead, is also there. The evil cat tries to attack us and we leave just in time. As I'm closing the apartment door, I realize my cat is still trapped in there, so I go back for him. I start attacking the evil cat, and then the one that's supposed to be my cat says, "Yeah, that's actually YOUR cat." So I'm like attacking my own cat. Horrified, I realize there's no way to beat this ghost and decide to never rent from Foxwood again.

I think I woke up sometime after this, and also I kind of remember Bruce Willis being in this dream, but I don't remember what the context was at all.

2007/2006


This was my first lucid dream or one of my first. I had no particular method to recall dreams when this one occurred, nor had I been attempting LDing. What I had been doing was meditating using Metamusic with Binural Beats. I believe I was in the early stages of meditating when this dream occurred.

I went to bed at night, as usual, and during sleep, dreamed that I was in a gray room, where there were three metal tables and three other women. The edges of this room could not be seen as they appeared too dark or too blurry. The lighting was very dim. I noticed that one woman was lying prostrate upon one of the metal tables to my right. Another woman, stood to my left, and she was preparing herself to lie down upon the table. The middle table was for me. To the right of all three tables stood a woman. I felt that she belonged here, whereas the two women near the tables and I did not belong in this world. The woman was waiting for me and I knew I had been here before. I also knew what was expected of me. This all felt very dream-like but yet I had some sense I was dreaming; however, I was not 'conscience'.

I walked towards this woman, turned my back to her, lifted my hair, and then she did something to my neck. I let my hair fall back down and walked to the middle table. Looking toward the first lady that had been standing when I entered this room, I noticed she was now lying down. I hopped up onto the table; which reminded me of a doctor's examination table or those metal food carts that you see on airplanes, but larger. It was rather warm considering it's appearance. I think this is where I began to wake up but yet I was still not in control - still not fully alert.

As I lay upon the table, I felt myself slip out and up from my body - like a shooting scarf, or bit of smoke. My point of view changed. I was above the tables. Below me, was this flattened, clothed figure lying upon the middle table. The figure looked like a squeezed, empty tube of toothpaste. Then, I looked at the face. It was me. I recognized it as me but became confused because I was hovering above this figure.

It was at this point that I became lucid - during the confusion. I looked at the body on the table and had a conscious thought: If that was me on the table, then what do I look like now? I purposefully brought my left hand up and waved it before my eyes. My hand was a translucent gold, filled with tiny bits of golden glitter that sparkled. I was in awe, and my mind just began reeling. I felt elated and so light. All my senses kicked in, and I was awake - in my dream. Over and over I thought, I'm so beautiful. Look how beautiful I am.

In the next moment, a voice gently chided me. It may have been my own, I am not certain. But it said, "Stop admiring yourself. You have work to do." And with that thought or that acknowledgement, I became determined. My entire being was filled with utter peace, lightness, and I had no sense of this world...not my husband, not my children, not any problem at all. I felt completely accepted and loved. I have tried to 'feel' that since and it is nearly impossible to do.

In my dream, I thought, I am here to help someone and the next instant I was moving. My body was like smoke or wind. I flew above these people that seemed to be working in an office. They were all at desks. Some of them were in chairs that rolled, and they rolled from their desks to filing cabinets while keeping the handsets of phones tucked between their shoulders and cheeks. It was all movement below me. But I knew I wasn't there for these people. I was to meet someone else.

I could feel wind over my form and seemed to move with a thought. I remember loving the freedom and the unbelievable lightness.

The woman I was to help stood at the bottom of a staircase. I floated up to her. She was elderly, terrified, and crying. I wondered why she was so frightened and tried to comfort her but soon realized that she couldn't see or hear me. It became a sort of puzzle - how was I supposed to help someone that had no idea I was there? I floated in front of and behind her and then settled on floating slightly behind her.

She took tentative steps toward the top of the staircase, which seemed like any concrete staircase with a black metal railing, in any typical office building. I understood that I was to get her to the top of the stairs - and calm her down. How was that to be done when I was like the wind? This all felt so real and so alive. Yet, the whole time I had this feeling of utter peace and love and had no recall of earth. If that makes ANY sense.

I began sending her - or perhaps thinking is a better word - love and comfort. I felt her fear and her trepidation, but it never changed my overall emotional status of utter peace. This woman, with white hair, slowly made her way to the top of the staircase. I felt her fear ease until she reached the last step. As I hovered near her, I too saw the top of the landing. It was a cloud-like environment and brightly lit. Off in the distance was a bridge. Yeah, corny, I know. I thought so in the dream too but yet, I knew she had to cross it. It was an arched bridge like one you might see at a Putt-Putt course. Beneath this bridge was nothing but I expected there to be a small stream. On the other side of the bridge, was a heavier fog. I could see nothing beyond the bridge. I knew I was not to travel over the bridge and knew that no matter how hard I might try, I would not be able to get on the bridge. Strangely, I had no desire to try.

The woman's fear rose when she took in her surroundings, and I was reminded that I was there for her. I needed to calm her and get her to cross the bridge. I thought, everything will be all right. Go on. And I kept thinking that. It was strange because - being conscious in a dream - in such a BIZARRE world but being able to take things in and feel and think is just WEIRD and WONDERFUL at the same time.

Anyways, I watched the woman shuffle her way to the bridge. As she stepped on the bridge, her fear vanished, and she was enveloped by the fog or clouds. The next thing I felt was being sucked backwards. It was like a trigger - her crossing the bridge. I was being sucked backwards, like liquid through a straw. Then, I opened my eyes. I was lying in bed. My husband was still asleep. And I felt awful! All the weight of the real world fell in on me. All my problems - the gravity of this world - the flaws I have and the complete love, acceptance, and warmth was gone.

I tried so many times to return to that world - to that dream - but have never been able to replicate that one. I had others, but never that one. It occurred more than five years ago now. I have had several DILDs since, but that was my introduction to becoming lucid while dreaming.

Some lucids!

I woke up in my bed, and felt lucid, like I had just had a DILD. So I sat up in bed, about to do an RC when I saw this giant gemstone ring in the bed that I knew didn't really exist. So I got up out of the bed to go have a fun LD. But the blanket stuck to me really bad, and I pulled the whole thing off the bed. Danny groaned, "What are you dooooing?" I was worried that maybe I was really getting up in real life too, because the dream felt so real. I just said "I'm getting up, go back to sleep." But he got up and followed me, and i was worried that Dream Danny was going to ruin my LD, when he suddenly shrunk down to midget size. All he did was walk me to the bedroom door, opened it for me, then went back to bed. Yay! So I went to the kitchen, and things started to get a little blurry, so I looked at my reflection in the glass microwave door. This time, I was a guy with big green bug eyes. I looked 3 times, and each time it changed, but I was always a guy with bug eyes. The last time I looked really close and as always, I got those sparkly, gel-like green irises, with the tiniest black dot for pupils. I decided to go out and have some fun, when my left eye gave out again. I looked at my hands and it helped a bit, but whenever I winked my right eye, I was nearly blind. So I yelled MORE LIGHT which helped a little more. Then I looked at the door and said "Ok, when i open that door, it's going to be bright outside, and I'm going to be able to see clearly, and some cool stuff will happen!" I opened the door and looked outside:

The entire block was flooded! The sidewalks were about an inch underwater, and all the driveways and streets were an ocean, rolling with waves. I started splashing my feet on the sidewalk, and singing and having a jolly old time. The water felt so real, and cool on my feet. I remarked on some pretty flowers (marigolds and dianthus). I got to the curb and looked at the impossibly deep water that made up the oceans. It wasn't clear, rather murky and blueish-green. I had an urge to jump in, but I was too scared. Even in a lucid dream, I can get pretty frightened by what I might find in deep, murky water. So I turned toward the house. Now the yard was flooded too, but I could see through it a little bit. Then Bella, my chihuahua, came out the front door, wanting to play in the water. When she did that, I could see a couple HUGE fish in the water in the yard, heading toward Bella as if she were a snack. I yelled "Go back inside Bella!" and one of the fish turned and looked at me with a pissed off expression. It was about 5 feet long with an orange body and the head of a tiger. An angry tiger. See this is PRECISELY why I don't go into the water.

I woke up in my bed, and went right back to sleep and was immediately lucid. I was laying on my stomach and I immediately felt the Demon get on my back. No drama this time, he just got on top of me, held my arms down, stuck it in, and went to town. I got off in about 4 seconds. Then he vanished. Thatta boy I turned over to lie down on my back. I was still kinda horny and I felt down there and I had a big boner. So I decided to play with it. It was all big and red. I remembered something Danny had told me just yesterday about how when he jerks off, if he wants it to feel like a virgin, he keeps his hand dry and squeezes harder. But when he wants to feel like he's with a whore, he gets his hands wet and loosens his grip. So I licked my hand and started stroking it. It DID feel different. After a while I reached down and felt my balls. Never did that before, but this time I just wanted to feel them. They were small in proportion to my dick, but hey, they're MY balls. And a little hairy. I just love the details. After a while I got a little bored so I found a chick and started banging her. It was a bit cumbersome and I was getting tired so I let myself wake up.

Remembered a relatively decent chunk of dream after a few nights of rubbish. I have a feeling these two parts are connected, as the story fits, though I remembered the second part before the first.

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9/4/12

I arrive at a uni accommodation similar to a friend's in Bristol that I stayed in recently, as if it was my own. I walk past a kitchen window where I can hear a large group of people and music. I pick out a certain girl's voice [or should I say, her insanely thick Scouse accent] and wonder if her fit friend is with her.

Without bothering to check, I go across the garden to 'my' room to pack, to go home for the holidays [which I'm on now]. I do something with the iPod speakers on the windowsill, looking out the window to the party kitchen as I do so. I catch the gaze of a girl amongst the other people, and she suddenly appears next to me, as if by magic. We talk for a few minutes, while I try and make out if I think she's hot or not.

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My mum tells me over the phone that I have a train to catch soon, so I should get a move on. Me and a friend of mine decide instead to get a bus instead to Bournemouth [a place not even remotely close to where either of us live]. We take ages searching for the bus depot, however, so decide to ring the helpline. We get through to a strange man who's screaming along to a metal track in the background, stopping a few times briefly to give us help. We find out the next bus isn't til 7pm, which is not acceptable.

I decide to get the train after all, but realise I've left my tickets at home (home-home, not uni-home)! I see a DC that lives near my house and approach him to ask for some sort of lift home, but he cycles away before I can get close.