^^ Well said, Occipitalred, well said.
Your post brings me back to the years I spent "just" dreaming, long before there was an internet, and before LaBerge's book gave us all those ILD's. In retrospect, and with the necessary confirmation of checking old dream journals and not just trusting my old-guy's memory, I can safely say that, before the terms that defined lucidity came into effect, I really didn't care about whether I knew I was dreaming or not. Yes, I felt my presence in dreams regularly, but it was the dreams and dreaming that mattered, and not necessarily the fact that I knew that I was dreaming. I never had one of those "ah-ha!" moments that are spoken about so often here; lucidity was just another facet of of a much greater gem, so knowing I was dreaming was more tool than goal. In other words, lucidity was there, but the priority rested on the dreaming part, and not on the knowing part.
Here's another bit of disclosure: In the last few years my work with dreaming has intensified dramatically, and with that intensification has come not more lucidity (as defined on these forums) but less. I didn't notice it at first, and was still being frustrated by failures to, say, complete a WILD transition or remember to pursue a certain goal, but my turn away from lucidity as priority finally became obvious when I noticed that I hadn't made an entry in my dream journal (where only "important" LDs are recorded) in over six months. The turn, I think, has been in the right direction and long overdue; I honestly think I was holding myself back from greater discoveries by maintaining the "knowing I'm dreaming" part as not just the priority, but as my singular goal.
Here's still more disclosure (please don't tell anyone ): Pretty much the only time I give much attention to lucidity these days is on this forum, when I'm responding to questions in my WILD class or posting the occasional opinion on the subject in threads like these. It's like, now, that I have to flip a special, slightly rusty old switch in my head to post thoughts about LDing -- and, if you read some of my posts carefully, you might notice my growing disinterest in techniques and other processes, like prolonging or stabilization. I was never a fan of techniques (my WILD class preaches a sort of an anti-technique technique), but I've come to wonder if all this talk of techniques, mixed with an odd hierarchy based on LD counts, and the relentless drive toward "knowing it was a dream," and little else, has somehow drowned out what should be the real priority here: the dreams themselves. As I look back over the last 20 years or so, since I first allowed the definitions to steer my work, I can see that much for me was drowned out as well; I'm feeling very relieved that I was able, finally, to grasp that wheel, shake off the definitions and artificial priorities, and get back to the real priority that started me down this path in the first place: dreaming itself.
So I guess the tl;dr: here is that, though I still have LD's all the time, and certainly value them, as my dreaming life has progressed I've found myself returning to the real core of my passion for dreaming: the dreams themselves. I don't wonder if this bit of heresy is a wrong turn for a minute, though, because I already can tell that my dreaming life -- my entire life -- has been soundly enriched already.
... perhaps all those "primitive" cultures were seeing dreams in the right light all along, and it is us modern folk who have chosen to drop a curtain on one of the greatest gifts humans enjoy by obscuring our dreaming lives behind a wall of definitions, control, and the singular goal of knowing we're dreaming. Something to think about, anyway...
 Originally Posted by Occipitalred
If anything, this thread is a reminder that what we are looking for as oneironauts, as dreamers, is in another direction than lucid dreaming. Imagine if Dreamviews stopped trying to lucid dream at all, yet kept the same passion for dreaming. Imagine, no more DILDs, no more WILDs... (I am not necessarily condoning this, just reflecting on it as I go to bed now... good night)
Imagine, indeed.
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