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Dream Post #3

I had a dream that I was in this unknown kitchen with a vicious male rottweiler. He would try to bite me after charging towards me, but I would quickly jump over him. I jumped incredibly high, at one point, and landed onto the top of a refrigerator. The refrigerator was incredibly tall, so I felt safe. I sat at the top bent over because the ceiling was literally right above me, and I watched as the dog paced back and forth. At one point, I distracted the dog with some kind of toy before determining whether it was safe to jump down. The dog began acting like an innocent puppy towards me, and I pet its head.

As I started walking, the scene changed and I was outside. Something triggered my lucidity, and I realized that I was dreaming. I was outside a house that appeared to be my own, but there was a giant hedge to the right of me and I think the driveway was black. I remember staring at this large tree and focusing in on the details of the bark. It was strange...when I looked at the bark of the tree (which was very realistic), each piece of bark would constantly change positions upon me darting my eyes around, almost as if I was looking at some illusion.

I then found myself laying down where I actually was laying down in the real world. I instantly knew I was dreaming, and decided to get up. What was weird was that when I did, I jumped out of my "physical body" and saw "myself" sleeping on the couch. I began flying around the room until I got to a door with a window leading to my backyard. That was when I decided to try phasing through the window...and I did, but it was also strange! As soon as I put my face on the window, it began to stretch like plastic. I could feel the force of the window on my face before it suddenly snapped, and I spun outside of my house.

I stopped myself in the air and turned around to look back through the window. That was wen I saw my mom come into the room I was sleeping in and walk towards "me" to get something off the couch. She couldn't see the "dream me" at all, even when I was hovering right next to her. I decided to see what my grandmother was doing on the second floor, and used the outside crown-molding that was around the door to catapult myself upwards. I stopped myself at my grandmother's window and looked inside her room, but the room looked way different for some reason. Everything was out of place, and the walls were white (they're pink). Grandma was in there, but I forgot what she was doing. I looked at her television and saw that she was watching one of her old crime shows.

Usually, most of the stories I've read about an out-of-body experience stated that it was difficult to force yourself out of your "physical body", but it felt pretty easy.

So last night, I had a lot of trouble with inductions... again... I'm just out of practice. Frustrating, but I'll get back in the swing of things. I tried to go directly to Rome, but I'm just not familiar enough with the location, so I'll try my house next time.

During my second attempt, I ended up with an Out of Body Experience instead of a lucid dream... yes, I know they're technically the same thing, but the OBEs always unsettle me. And I'm always blind during them, since they tend to send me straight into the Void, which I hate. So I got irritated when it happened and just reclined back into my body and went to regular sleep.

I dreamed that my boyfriend and I lived in a different part of town than we do right now... in the dream, we lived really close to my brother. We were moving. My mom, my brother, and one of my boyfriend's friends was helping us. This particular friend is extremely chill, never gets upset over anything, is even more patient than my boyfriend is (patience of a saint), etc. I was in the car with him, and my boyfriend was in my car with my mom and brother.

We were moving to a different section of the city... maybe even a different city further south... in any case, I lost the address of the house we were moving to, which was sort of like a ranch style duplex thing, and I don't have the directions either. The siding of the house was white. Houses in my dreams always tend to be white, for some reason.

Anyway, so we get onto the wrong on-ramp, and we pass my boyfriend and my car and aren't able to turn around to join/follow them, so we're on the freeway straight to a different city (and no off-ramps along the way). His friend is getting progressively more irritated and pissed off. I've never seen this guy get pissed over anything, ever, and he kind of reminds me of one of my cousins as well, so I think this is hilarious and start laughing. Which makes him angrier, which makes me laugh harder.

I was such a dick in that dream.

Im a champ of lucid dreamings and ive had more than 115 lucid dreams all of these were through either WILD,DILD,or MILD.I tried the entering into phase or out of body experience but i find it difficult to seperate from my body .I do seperate a bit but my body seems to pull me back and due to this a huge rush of adreline happens and i wake up and cant sleep again please suggest best ways to seperate

First OBE

I am laying on my side, facing the wall. I decide to pull the covers up and adjust my position. I open my eyes and look out the little hole my blankets give me. I feel a mild fear sensation, but I’m safe in my blankets. Then I start to hear noises and the vibrational state come on. I hear this loud voice of this male voice narrating, like an audio book. It’s like tuning into a radio station. I can’t hear or make out individual words or phrases, but it was pretty loud I was worried Kim could hear it!

Then I start to sink down and down. I let go even further and drift through my bed. I start to feel the loud “jet engine” sound come rushing through my ears. It’s mildly painful, I kind of wince as it’s getting louder. But soon I’m opening my astral eyes floating above my bed in my astral body. Boom, I’m out.

I end up jumping out of bed to my left, I look back at my body and I don’t see it there. I see the sheets open where my body should have been. I gently make the bed, but I don’t move out of that position. I say, “awareness now!” and “turn on the lights!” But nothing happens. I’m not even interested in leaving the room for some reason. I feel like I’m too tired to do anything. I end up phasing back to the physical.

What was weird was I woke up and opened my eyes, and I wasn’t in the position I thought I fell asleep in. I think I ended up in a lucid dream state identical to my physical reality right before I had the OBE. Crazy.

Second OBE

I don’t remember how this one happened, but I eventually got out of body and went out the front door. Lucid, I walk outside and see a van with two male drivers sitting in my driveway. I was going to just keep on going, but I purposefully walked over to talk to them.

The window rolls down, it’s Bob from my high school in the driver’s seat and another dude I didn’t know in the passenger. We said hello, and I interrupted and said, “Hey, do you know I’m dreaming?” And Bob said, “yes!” and seemed like, "obviously!"

I said to him, “Why am I dreaming of you? I mean, I hadn’t thought about you in years!?” Bob looks at his friend, both smiling as if they know something I don’t. They seem to be debating how to explain it. I’m excited with anticipation. I start to lose focus and things grow fuzzy. I desperately try to hang on and try staring up close at the details on Bob’s face. It helps but not enough. Before Bob gets a chance to tell me his answer, I phase back to the physical and wake up disappointed.

But I’m still satisfied I went lucid and even had the opportunity to ask my first dream character what they represent. That’s a success in my book.

Just had an WILD OBE, it’s 3:29 AM. I woke up in the middle of the night without an alarm, I was really hot and was trying to get comfortable. I found myself laying on my back and I accidentally exposed my left leg and knee to the air. Normally I would have pulled it in, got comfortable, and went back to sleep but I kinda liked the cool air and I thought I could simply try to OBE right there. Why not.

So I left my leg out, stayed still on my back. It came easily this time, I fell back “asleep” quickly and I noticed the vibrations come on. I initially tried to exit and I was starring up and out at my door and sort of felt the fear of a night terror! But it was mostly a panicky and hurried feeling of trying to separate. But then I told myself to just gently be still and live with it.

I felt the buzzing vibrations shoot all through my body this time. It was kind of cool. I remember hearing someone say they loved the feeling and I kinda did too. As I sat there with the vibrations, I attempted to separate a couple times, nothing really worked. But suddenly one did, I felt like I sat up and did kind of a hop out of bed. I was “standing” beside my bed this time.

I decided to run out into the hall way, I felt hurried in this state because I didn’t want to faze back to the physical. I started running down the hallway and stopped. I forgot, I wanted to look in the mirror again!

I turned and went to go into the bathroom and someone was in there already, crap. Oh it was just our old intern Nate standing in front of the mirror. I decided it was ok so I popped my head in really fast and looked into the mirror myself.

It was weird, I saw me and Nate in the mirror, but I had a ski mask on! And behind it where my eyes and mouth were I was invisible! It was odd because I was in such a hurried state that I was going really fast and I was kind of yelling all scary like in the mirror. It was freaking Nate out!

It occurred to me to try to get a picture. So I hurried and got my iPhone out and tried to snap a photo of me and Nate. It was cool I thought for sure this would make me phase back to physical. But it didn’t. I stayed lucid. I took a few shots with my iPhone and I took off my ski mask and my face seemed more normal. Kind of melty though.

I took a few more pics of us this time without the ski mask. Then I realized it occurred to me that it was no longer Nate I was with, it was Kim! She and I were having fun trying to take pics together. First I tried to take the pic selfie style in the mirror, then I tried holding the camera out. I couldn’t really get that great of a pic, it was dark.

I thought the pics would somehow exist after the OBE, but they didn’t. I checked.

Anyway, after we took pics, Kim and I went into the living room and it was all decorated crazily. There were thing white sheets up in the doorways, streamers, and decorations everywhere for Christmas. And presents everywhere! Except they were in the kitchen!

It occurred to me that Kim was up all night decorating for Christmas and this was Christmas morning. Sweet. There were even some presents scattered around the house. I was impressed!

I can’t remember much after that, I think I started getting fuzzy and then thought it was ok to come back to physical. So I did.

I don't remember much of last night. Again, I was distracted and not focused on dreaming lucidly, although I did ponder it as I fell asleep.

I had one of my out of body experience type things. Sometimes, while asleep, even though I am not dreaming I will instinctively "sit up" out of my body and begin an OBE.

I was not able to easily fully free myself from my body, this time - for whatever reason. But I WAS able to see - in the past, I've always been blind - although I wasn't able to fully open my eyes. I was quite aware that this was a form of dream, although I was unable to control its course. I stumbled around my dream-room, half-blind and unable to control my limbs very well at all or free myself from my blanket, which I felt like I was entangled in.

I realized that this wasn't working well and lay back down, attempting to visualize and possibly break out of the OBE into a regular lucid dream. I also attempted to do a scene change to sky, which didn't work. Unfortunately, I lost lucidity.

I know that this wasn't a misadventure with sleep paralysis because I've gotten very good at differentiating. When I woke up, my bed and bedroom were unmussed despite the fact that in my OBE/dream, I had completely wrecked my bedroom and knocked/thrown stuff everywhere. Unless I then cleaned them up in my sleep... lol.

I was woken up by my smoke alarm chirping. I had to get up and change the battery. While I did so, I tried to ponder the dreams I had, but I couldn't recall any of them. It was frustrating. My dream recall seriously hinges on how stressed and distracted I am.

[Saturday, September 15th, 2012]
No dream recall- due to drinking, stoning, and overexhaustion after a night with Alex. :\

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(Taking a nap around 2:00PM)
(At this time, I'm extremely relaxed from listening to binaural beats, meditating, stretching... almost to the point of being in a trance. I decide I'm too tired to read anything else, so I close out of my book at page 106. I face the speakers playing the binaural beats towards the bed and lie down. Then realizing that binaural beats won't work unless coming from different ears, I turn them off and just lie there. I lie there for what seems like awhile and my consciousness starts slipping. I can feel that I'm falling asleep in waves- and my mind will run off on a thought tangent and I'll stop myself before I totally FADE. But these tangents started becoming more real... and more in-depth. Slowly, the thought tangents were becoming mini-dreams. In the middle of each mini-dream, just like each tangent before, I would catch myself from falling asleep completely... by now stopping and thinking, "THIS IS A DREAM!". The first dream I remember was the Baby Coyote dream... there were more before that that I had become lucid in too, but I don't recall them.)

Alex, Nathan, and I are driving down Saguaro Dr. in his Jeep. It's pretty dark outside, but the moonlight leaves a dim outline of the world for us to see. Approaching the turn in to my old home, we see something in the middle of the road. It's a baby coyote. I'm filled with love for this little creature, and I just want to get out and hold it and love on it. Even knowing the parents would probably still be around. After waiting too long, Nathan finally drives off, apparently less impressed than I was. The parent coyotes join the baby and start to walk up my driveway. We drive off a little ways and I say, "Go back! We can still go see them!" Nathan turns around and Alex points out that they are still around, just kind of waiting there. We turn around and head back to his house, Nathan uninterested, but wanting to drive by again for us. Suddenly I realize it's a dream and wake up.

(I wake up with my eyes closed and fade back into another pretty fast.)
<dream recall starts>
I'm with Nathan, and it's around 3-4PM, the sun is shining and we're both in his Jeep driving down Saguaro Dr. We turn into his driveway, and I begin telling him about a dream I just had with us driving the Jeep right by a coyote on the road. Just as I speak my first sentence about it, a coyote sprints across the dirt driveway in front of us and runs into the desert. I... stammer, "Whoa whoa... whoa holy shit..." I look over at Nathan with wide bug-eyes to express my surprise and confusion. Coincidence happens. But I recognize when probability isn't at the right level. I explain, as he continues driving, that my dream had to have been telling me something or telling the future at the most. (Ironically, my subconscious was trying to make me lucid.) We pull up to his house, by his garage, and we start talking. Harley springs up out of nowhere and starts wagging his little tail like he always does. I think he came out of the garage door that isn't closed all the way. Nathan begins to close it just as I'm crawling under it. It's shaped in an almost alien fashion... and it closes as if it's an alien door with metal blinds... but it still comes dangerously close to crushing me. I'm gripped with slight panic as it pushes on my back... but then it stops. I crawl back out from underneath and seem to forget what just happened. Suddenly, the neighbors are calling out to us. I look up and see a small crowd by the next door house, a couple of girls waving at us. Nathan doesn't notice until I get him to look. I wave back with enthusiasm and continue talking to Nathan. I see Harley wag his tail, and notice he's tied with a thin red string to an unfamiliar vehicle where Nathan's Jeep was JUST parked. It's a maroon old-fashioned-esque car. It must be those neighbors or something. Suddenly they walk up from the driveway. It's a soccer-mom and her girls. She talks to Nathan as if he knows her. <memory> Before she leaves, she mentions something to ME about there being a scheduled "thing" and to not forget. The lady then gets into the maroon car and pulls out with her family. I watch them drive off, me being in the yard closer to the tree. I realize I'm dreaming and wake up.

(This time I wake up and decide to try something. The last few dreams were confusing me immensely, but I've gained the ability to "feel" if it's a dream or not. Being semi-awake again, and grounded in my bed, I begin to visualize until I feel I'm ready to induce sleep paralysis. My eyes still closed, I think, "Induce sleeping state, NOW!" or "Induce that state [that I'm thinking about]... NOW!" something to that effect... My whole body begins to vibrate and I can feel that I'm on the edge of sleep paralysis, but not quite there. I set to work immediately.

I began to visualize me being in the middle of a bunch of different scenes, and adding movement for added immersion. The first was a mall... I could hear the people talking... dragging their feet on the ground... but no visuals. I tried other scene's, none really getting me into a lucid dream. Just triggering new thought tangents. I tried again, this time, it was more specific: I was in the mall, but on a fountain's steps lying down. I could feel the sandstone... hear the water trickling and splashing... feel the cool air... I tried adding movement by rocking back and forth... I rolled off the steps and began to fall into nothing.

I open my eyes, and I'm back in my room again. But on the floor... I rise up and see an exact replica of myself sprawled out on the bed... on my back, hugging a pillow to my chest, a blanket's corner covering my eyes. I get so excited that my heart races and I look around the room one last time before my... experience... ends. I my Grandma's the old pendulum wall-clock with the time of 12:30 on the dot. (The clock is a few hours off of real time.) My experience ends and I open my eyes and take the blanket off my face. The clock says 12:31.
(It's around 5:30PM when all of this ends.)

So its been years sense I've had this happen to me, I had been wanting it to happen again, ever sense I found it it can be used as a catalyst to have a Out of body experience.

Then it happened to me this morning! but the experience was a bit scary, I went to bed around 2 Am, then woke up around 9 for about 15 minutes then went back to sleep. Then awoke in sleep paralysis.
I could see my body and knew I was in sleep paralysis, the room I was in looked different than my room, reminded me of a hotel room. I couldn't move of course and I heard this raspy dark voice speaking from behind me and(this thing was saying something over and over but I can't remember what it was.) I could slightly see a dark... creature, could feel it behind me. I sent a large wave of telepathic energy at it to make it go away.

I could also see my boyfriend next to me but his body was black.
then he said something to me, which brought me back a little bit more than I woke myself up completely out of fear of the thing behind me.

After I woke up I realized I was just in between the physical and astral plane and that was a shadow creature that feeds off fear.
I really hope I can experience this again soon but not freak out and overcome the fear so I don't force myself into complete awareness.

Does anyone have any tips for inducing sleep paralysis or experiences with the shadow people? opinions on what they are?

DreamLucidAwake

Accidental WILD

I'm not going to go into much detail with the pre-dream part. Mostly because I can't remember it well. I was in a car and I was trying to sleep because I only got maybe 5 hours of sleep that day. As I was trying to go to sleep, my body suddenly felt frozen and started vibrating.

I could then feel that I was dreaming with the energy reality check. I took the jacket off my head and looked around. It looked pretty much the same as before I went to sleep, but I knew I was dreaming. I was about to take off my seat belt so I could get out and do some dreamy stuff. For some reason though, I was worried that I would take off my seat belt in real life and cause trouble. So I decided to stay still and wait for the dream to naturally skip.

About 5 seconds later, the dream skipped to a scene where I was standing Loudonville. It was very vivid and realistic. More than I'm used to. I tried testing out my dragon morph in a highly detailed dream. I got into position and focused on transforming into a black dragon first. I succeeded, but it took a lot more effort than usual. I decided to try to go all the way to white and then a purple dragon. I kept trying to transform and I got a few flashes of white on my skin. It started to frustrate me that I was having trouble. I went into fury mode and transformed into a white dragon immediately. I tried reaching for a purple dragon, but I only got a flash of it before the dream destabilized and I woke up.

DEILD Continuation

When I woke up from the dream, I maintained my awareness and held still. It wasn't even 5 seconds before I slipped back into a dream.

I sat back up and was sitting in the car again like before. Once again, I still had that problem with the seat belt. I didn't feel like waiting for a dream skip this time. I got the idea to just float out of my body instead. If I did that, I wouldn't have to touch the seat belt. I focused on my energy and then tried to wriggle it out of my body. It's next to impossible to explain how I did this or what it felt like. It was actually a pretty cool feeling though. I started to detach myself from my body and float up. I phased through my seat belt, so I knew this plan would work. I then flew towards the roof of the car, which was oddly very far away. When I reached the roof I phased half way through it. Unfortunately though, my parents started getting loud and disruptive in the real world. I got sucked back into my body, fell over into the sleeping position, and woke up.

I imagine this is what people would call an out of body experience. I don't see it that way though. It was just another dream power to me.

End

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.

From a week or so ago.

In the first one I started out as a child and slowly progressed throughout the dream to be the age I am now. I was walking along where I was nabbed by two guys and I told them to get away. They did not listen and the dream flashed to me getting electrocuted and then appeared in a different location.

The dream skips a bit but there was one more flash of me as an adult getting electrocuted and then I was suddenly in a group of people being herded somewhere.

It was an open field next to a dirt road with nothing but some flimsy barriers keeping us from the road. And no one is questioning where we are going and why these people have power over us.

I am suddenly following the story of one of my friends (in the third person) trying to find me. He runs past the barriers and goes through the crowd shouting my name. He finally gets to me and pulls me around to face him, relieved that he finally found me. The me that I am watching looks at him blankly and says "I don't know you". I am shocked and start thinking "Oh no, they must have erased my memory. How else could I forget him?"

It was very strange to have such an out of body experience.

Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Out of Body Experience Fragments False awakening Early awakening

Date: 2011-07-24
Technique: WILD/DILD.

I tryed out the WILD technique again, but again my mind fell asleep and I had to use the DILD-technique to become lucid.

I'm in the elevator of my buildning (in Frölunda). Carrying something big and white. I get out of the elevator. I feel funny. I leave the item I'm carrying and walk right back into the elevator to look at the buttons, to do a reality check. The buttons are not in their right places and now Im lucid, I wake up...?
I'm in my bed. Eyes closed. I believe I'm awake. Suddenly I begin to float, upward toward the ceiling (I'm lucid again). I start to imagen myself climping a rope and then I begin to float faster. I open my eyes when I realize THIS IS MY FIRST OBE!! My room I dark, just like when I fell asleep, but its still possible to see the whole room. I stop about 30cm under the ceiling. I get a little freaked out...

I wake up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a different family's house. I had been there for at least one day. I made some kind of agreement with the parents. After this I either left the house or fell asleep and made an out-of-body flight out of the house.

I either drove or floated around the family's neighborhood. I thought about the deal we had made, and some kind of arrangements I would have to make. The sun eventually came up, and, as it was pretty bright, I floated back toward the family's house.

The neighborhood looked nice, like some kind of upper class neighborhood in California, with white houses and palm trees, set, apparently, among rolling hills. I basically floated right into the house, right through a front wall, on the ground floor.

The set up was a living room, then something like a half-room/half-hallway, then a big kitchen, then another room like a second living room in the back of the floor, and a few other rooms off to the left of that. Everything was lit with a kind of dim, blue-grey light, as if the bright early morning light were coming in through heavy, blue-grey curtains.

I floated through the living room. I eventually touched down and began walking. When I walked into the kitchen, I saw the mom of the family. She was the only person up. She sat at the kitchen table, preparing something, possibly something for a baby.

The kitchen table, along with the rest of the kitchen, seemed to be cluttered with household items, but not dirty.

I was wearing a thin, powder-blue babydoll-skirt with tiny, puffy sleeves. I wasn't wearing any underwear, and I seemed to be at a pre-pubescent stage of sexual development. I don't actually know whether I was myself or some pretty-looking boy.

Apparently I had made some kind of deal, either with only with the mom or with the mom and the dad, that I would dress up and act like a baby girl for them.

Something had happened to the daughter. It was like the daughter was a product, like a doll that had broken. They needed to make up for this by using me as a baby-substitute. I can't remember the details, but it reminds me of TV shows when a puppy dies and the parents try to buy a new puppy to trick the kids into thinking the puppy is still alive.

I didn't need to act like a little girl yet, because everybody was still asleep. Plus, there was apparently some specific event that I was acting for, and it wasn't until later in the morning. So I was about to go put on some regular boy underwear.

But as I walked into one of the rooms off to the left of the kitchen, I decided that I wanted to wear diapers and crawl around and act like a baby around the mom. So I crept shyly back into the kitchen and stood right next to the mom. I asked if it would be alright if I put on some diapers right now. She seemed indifferent and said that would be fine.

I walked through a left door in the kitchen. I was going to go around through the left room and then back to the back living room, instead of straight into the back living room through the back doorway in the kitchen. The diapers were in a cluttered pile of household items in the back living room, possibly near a fireplace.

At this point in time I may also have been sucking on a pacifier. I may also have looked a lot more like a little girl than a man or a little boy. It was now also like the baby girl I was "replacing" was still around and perfectly fine.

I thought, The little girl still has to use the diapers. The mom is indulging me by letting me wear more than I need for the time that the family needs me. It's really just wasting diapers. It's doing a disservice to the little girl, because she needs the diapers and I don't. And isn't it gross that I want to wear diapers before the event? If I'm so eager to jump into diapers right now, doesn't that prove I really like wearing diapers?

(Side note: Sorry for the hentai character of my dreams sometimes. I'm not trying to gross anybody out.

As for the not-so-hentai parts of my dreams, I think the family and California neighborhood themes come from my trip to the Paley Center, or the Museum of Television and Radio, yesterday.

This is a museum where you can watch all kinds of old TV shows, commercials, etc. It's kind of like a mix between YouTube and a library. They also have a movie theatre where they run a specific set of TV programs all day long.

So yesterday the movie theatre was showing the program An American Family, which was made in 1971 and is kind of recognized as the first "reality show." The family in that show lived in California.

Even though the family was pretty dysfunctional, I kept wondering what it would be like to be a part of the family, in a positive way. I mean, they seemed pretty dysfunctional, but pretty glamorous, too.

Anyway, then I watched some TV programs on my own. One of the programs I watched was a Nova special about UFOs. It was made in the 1990s, and one part of it involved an interview with a family in Miami whose children were apparently visited by aliens on a nightly basis. There were a little boy and an infant girl.

But what reallly struck me about this family was how white their house was. The wall were blank, white, so bright. The carpet was white, the couch was white, everything was white! It was so unreal -- I thought I'd only see a setting like that in a movie or a dream. I think the family's house in my dream was a reaction against the purity of that house.)

I had very detailed dreams last night that sadly are forgotten. Again, I'm sleeping soundly and without interruptions which is making recall extremely weak.

#1: I woke up at night feeling exceptionally well rested and fresh, although it was still dark. I sprung out of bed and started to move away. Something was amiss. I realized, this is a dream! I turned around to look at the bed and I saw myself laying there asleep next to my GF who suddenly woke up and looked at me with a smile. I said, "This is a false awakening."

I vaguely recall explaining to her how often we have false awakenings in our dreams, as a form of travel...

This may be a later part of the same dream in which I was no longer lucid, or semi-lucid:

#2: I was walking on the street one block down and parallel to my block. It was dark outside. I remember walking past one of my old friends house there and looking in the front window. It was dark inside but I could see the sofa. It was the pull out bed type and I could see blankets a mess as if someone had recently slept there, but gone now. (Remarkably similar to the fragment above.)

I made my way down to the intersection which was mysteriously a garden bursting with strange colorful little plants. I had some sort of watering pail in my hands. I watered several plants and they reacted by moving and glowing. Inside the water pail, there was a potted plant. I could feel the weight of it and see the silhouette. In my reasoning, this was a special plant that fertilized the water in a way that made it extra nutritious for other plants.

There was more to this dream, or additional dreams, because I recall interacting with other people in a downtown area.

I am walking around the town where I live with my friends. Everything is exactly where it should be; I walked the same route home from the bus stop the day after the dream. It seemed that not even a tree or a house was out of place. But anyway, I was walking to the shops to get soembody a birthday present...i have no idea who that person is, but it was definately someone important; it was imperitive that I get the gift otherwise they'd get pissed off.

I entered Tesco, and the shelves were stacked full of various amounts of things that would make a good gift; chocolates, flowers and assorted bottles of expensive looking alcohol. I think the person was probably female. In retrospect I think it was probably my mum as I it wasn't my girlfriend (she works in Tesco and was therefore in the dream); it also wasn't my sister as I never buy her presents

Before entering the shop my girlfriend comes out and hands me a small-ish suitcase. There is an urgent look on her face. She says something to the effect of 'get out of here you dozy pillock'. This causes me to think that the suitcase might contain somethng valuable.

The next thing I know I'm in Tesco's and I'm looking at the various, assorted bottles of wine. My friend is standing beside me moaning about how long I'm taking. The other two friends who I came to the shop with have inexplicably disappeared.

I somehow arrive outside again. The suitcase is lying underneath the back bumper of someones car right outside the shop. I walk over to check if the seemingly valuable cargo has been damaged in any way. It hasn't been. I decide to open it (although I wans't told not to I feel that I shouldn't). There are three bottles of whiskey inside, held in place by a sort of purple velvetine covering. It certainly didn't look valuable. I thought these would make a good gift.

As I look up away from the case, all of my friends have now disappeared. I begin to walk away from the shop. As I walk I feel that something is approachin in the darkness behind me. I feel that it is not something threatening, rather it is something that I'd rather wait until later to deal with.

I begin to run, I start to run as fast as I can. I begin to pick up immense speeds, leaping and jumping over cars with my fantastically enhanced momentum. Every time that I feel that this speed is becoming harder and harder to maintain, I always find something within me that allows me to go that extra bit faster. I come out of the part of the town that is full of main roads and enter quieter suburban roads and eventually small pedestrian walkways that connect blocks of flats and small groups of houses and public gardens. Nothing is instantly recognisable as it was before. In spite of this, everything is crystal-clear and it all slightly resembles places in my town, although they weren't actual places in my town like they were on my journey to the shops.

The suitcase had disappeared at some point, I'm not quite sure when, but i suspect it was when I began to pick up speed. I then woke up gradually as the world around me began to fade, again, i cannot recall exactly when this was and it didn't feel strange when it did.

The whole experience felt super-real and seemed to connect with a recurring characteristic of my recent dreams that it was a hugely long and drawn-out narrative that always takes twists and turns. This isn't such a good example of that as it was really at the start of this period of enormous dreams that i currently find myself in. If anyone would like to share their views on what they thinnk this all means I would love to hear from you