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Memorable Lucid Dreams: Summoned the Doctor, Got Captain Picard Instead (Feb 17, 2018)

I'd set my alarm for 6 this morning. When it went off, I lay in bed for a few minutes, half-dozing because I was still very sleepy, but finally got up and went to the bathroom. I went back to bed, spent a little time visualizing the fireplace room (a dreamscape I’ve been building), and began counting towards 100 while repeating the mantra, "I am lucid in the phase." I shortened it to "Lucid" after awhile but switched back and forth a bit.

I had a DILD. The timing of this dream is honestly difficult for me to pin down, but I'm fairly certain it was after my WBTB. I don't remember the details of the non-lucid portion of my dream; all I remember is I was running or walking away from someone/something, or maybe towards it? I was outside, and then suddenly I was walking through the front interior of my old church. I stopped, utterly confused, and asked myself, "How did I get here? This shouldn't be here."

That triggered a reality check, and I did a nose pinch test, confirming my dream state. Habitually, I started to do a secondary RC, a levitation, but realized I didn't need to do that because I'd just confirmed I was dreaming.

Remembering my goal of “meeting” the Doctor (from Doctor Who) in the fireplace room, I closed my eyes and went ahead and levitated, since it helps me focus by removing other tactile sensations such as feeling a floor beneath my feet. I tried to visualize the fireplace room, but the arrangement was a bit jumbled in my head because I wasn't as lucid as I could have been. I remembered various elements in the room, but not their exact placement. Eyes still closed, I began walking around the inner perimeter of the room, my feet on the floor again and one hand trailing on the wall, as I tried to "form" the room around myself. I felt painted plaster and a simple, decorative molding about halfway down the wall. I continued walking, eyes still closed, and remembered the fireplace. I spoke the word out loud, willing myself to feel it under my fingertips as I continued around the edges of the room. An instant later, I felt glass and marble beneath my fingers as I walked forward. I finally opened my eyes. The fireplace was trimmed with black marble and polished wood, and its glass doors were closed over the hearth.

Finally, I decided to try to "summon" the Doctor. Closing my eyes again, I willed him to appear, trying to visualize him as the Eighth Doctor. When I opened my eyes, Captain Picard was standing at a bookshelf on the wall perpendicular to the fireplace, right in front of me. Confused, I exclaimed, "Why are you Picard?!" He said something in reply that I can't quite recall, but it was something to do with a title of his, not Captain, that referred to something he did or was. I woke almost immediately after.

#Memorable Lucids #Lucid Experience #Lucid Scene Creation #Lucid Teleportation #Lucid Dream Character Summoning #long post #Dream Characters

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perchancetodreamlucid · 6 years

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Memorable Lucid Dreams: Scene Creation and Interviewing Hostile Dream Characters (Jan 1, 2018)

With yesterday being New Year's Eve, I wound up staying awake for a fair portion of the night due to fireworks. I think I finally turned the light out at around 2:30 or 3 a.m. I got up briefly in late morning, but I was so zonked I decided to go back to bed. I'd had no intention of working with my lucid dreaming practice, because I figured it would be pointless due to the late night. I went to bed without any sort of mantra.

In my dream, I was in a room. I think I started out in a normal bedroom, not this one, but something pretty mundane. I decided, seemingly at random, to do a reality check. I did the nose pinch test, and could breathe through it, though it felt a bit blocked off (maybe because my allergies were playing up in real life). I think I may have done a gravity check after that just to be sure, but in the end I did confirm I was dreaming.

Since I hadn't planned ahead for this specific dream, I didn't remember to do any of my exercises or goals. The room I was in turned into a sort of octagonal or hexagonal wooden room, with a window on each wall. I decided I wanted to change the scenery outside of the building. I don't think I actually looked through the windows at this point to see what was already there. I closed my eyes and said, "Snow! Lots of it. An alpine lake. Trees..." I went through all of this, trying to visualize. My visualization wasn't very clear, but when I opened my eyes and looked through the window, I saw a large lake surrounded by evergreens, and it seemed to be high altitude, though I didn't see any mountains.

There was no snow. Though I hadn't perfectly recreated what I wanted, I figured it was pretty close, and so flew out of one of the windows. I flew over the lake, circling, a bit over the treetops. There were several people who seemed to be vacationing, gathered around various portions of the lake. The lake itself was of medium size, not a uniform shape, with a wooden dock. Most of the people were sitting or lying on the ground. I swooped low over them to see what they would do, and they looked at me, but did not react.

The sun was shining, the sky was a deep blue, and I felt a little bit too warm in my sweater, but I decided it wasn't too bad. I remember thinking that this was summer instead of winter.

I flew away from the lake then, and began losing altitude. For a moment I tried willing myself higher. I noticed a cluster of three men a short distance away, huddled together on the ground. They began to heckle me, telling me that I couldn't fly well. I lost altitude even faster then, and finally came in for a landing, somewhat chagrined.

I shook it off, though, and remembered that these dream characters were aspects of my own subconscious. I decided to try engaging them in conversation and approached them.

"What's your name?" I asked the first man. He looked at me and said a very mundane name, like Bob or Bill or something.

I nodded and stepped forward to the second man. "What's your name?" I asked.

He glared at me and snapped, "Freddy Krueger." I could tell he was just being sarcastic, that he didn't really call himself that.

I asked the third man what his name was, and he said something I couldn't quite understand. I asked him to repeat himself, and he said a name that I now can't remember.

"What is your purpose here?" I asked the third man.

He said that he was here to drag me down. (Those weren't his exact words, but that was the meaning of what he said)

"Why?" I asked, genuinely curious.

He paused and seemed to think about that for a moment, as though he wasn't entirely certain of his own reasons. As I waited, the dream started to slowly collapse around me. I didn't think to stabilize, and soon woke up.

#Memorable Lucids #Lucid Experience #DILD #Lucid Scene Creation #long post #Conversations With the Inner Self

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perchancetodreamlucid · 6 years

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Memorable Lucid Dreams: The Talking Television (Dec 30, 2017)

I was sitting in my bedroom in my childhood home, watching a horror TV show on the bulky old television that I used to have. It was some sort of over-the-top demon possession show, and I kept covering or closing my eyes because it was too scary, but I was still catching glimpses of the show through my closed eyes. Finally, I decided that I wasn't going to get much out of the show if I kept covering my eyes, that I probably just wasn't in the mood for something scary right then, so I turned off the TV with my remote and sat there on my bed for a minute. I didn't feel particularly creeped out or anything, more vaguely bored.

I remembered I wanted to become lucid and did a nose pinch reality check. I found I could breathe around the sides, which I've found in real life to mean I wasn't pinching enough of it, so shifted my hand and tried again. I couldn't breathe at all. But I decided to get up and try a gravity check. I jumped in place, and then bounced around my room a bit. I noted that it seemed like I had less space than I remembered having, and then "remembered" moving out of that house decades ago. I also remember... er... bouncing in certain areas of my body far less than I do in real life, which served to help tip me off. A few jumps later, I was doing moonwalk-like jumps around the room (not Michael Jackson's signature dance move, but actual low-gravity moonwalking).

Assured that I was dreaming, I did a little elbow pump and said something very corny and celebratory that I can't remember. I felt quite elated for a minute but reined it in. I remembered my newer mnemonic device for clarity exercises: WaM OMG! ("WAM! Oh, my God!") The letters stand for, "Where am I?" "Mind creation." "Observation with senses." "Math." "Goals." Basically, I look around to see what environment I'm in (trying to remember other details such as time of year, city, state, address, etc), remind myself that what I'm seeing is a creation of my dreaming mind, observe everything I can with all of my senses, do a few simple math problems to jump-start the cognitive process further, and then go on to work on whatever goal I had set for the session.

I started off by asking, "Where am I?" I did a cursory glance around my room, but didn't really look. I stated, "I'm in my bedroom," and began reciting my current, real-life home address, complete with ZIP code (which I have rehearsed in visualizations of WILDing in my actual bedroom, so it was more practiced than thought out). I then went on to say that it was December, shortly after Christmas, and that it was in fact almost New Year's, which I did think about more as I spoke, rather than just reciting. As I did this, I kept leaning in towards my television and looking at my reflection in the darkened screen. I pretty much looked like I usually do in a dark, convex screen. My emotions and attitude were confident and my recitations emphatic.

And then my television started muttering at me.

I ignored it at first, trying to focus on my exercises. I went on to try to remember the second part of them, and my television started muttering more loudly. I couldn't understand a word it was saying, but I began to get irritated with it because it was making it hard to concentrate, so I said, "Will you shut up?!"

"No!" it retorted.

"Well do it anyway!"

It fell silent and I tried again to remember the next part of my exercises, but I woke a few seconds after.

#Memorable Lucids #Lucid Experience #DILD #This one still makes me laugh #But also I wonder what the TV would have said if I'd actually listened to it instead of shushing it #long post

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perchancetodreamlucid · 6 years

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Memorable Lucid Dreams: The Book Portal (Dec 19, 2017)

I had a long, vivid, non-lucid dream, and from that entered a false awakening:

I woke in bed and did a nose pinch reality check. I wasn't able to breathe through the pinch, but something told me this was actually a dream. I got out of bed and tried a finger stretch. Again, the reality check acted like it does in waking life, but for some reason I was fairly certain that I wasn't awake, probably because I remembered my intentions. Finally, I did a gravity check, jumping up and down for a moment or two, and decided that I was right-- this was definitely a dream, because gravity doesn't work like that in waking life.

I decided I wanted to do my sensory observation exercises outside and went down the stairs, and walked instead of leaping down them like I normally do, a slight precaution since I kept passing my reality checks. I suppose I had a moment of doubt as to whether I was in a dream or not. By the time I got down the stairs, I was pretty certain I was dreaming again. I didn't meet or see anyone in the stairwell or the living room; everything seemed quiet. I went directly outside.

I decided that I would like to fly, but I knew that I needed something to engage my senses while I did so or I would lose my lucidity. "Okay," I said, "I'm going to find a beautiful rock in the yard, over there." I pointed to the far corner of the yard by the street, and willed it to be. On my hands and knees, I hunted around in the grass for a few seconds and found a chunk of rock threaded with a reddish quartz. It wasn't particularly pretty, but it was visually and texturally interesting, so I decided to use it. It was smooth in places and had a rough, coarse, almost spiky texture in others. I held it in my hands, touching it, studying it, and then put it in my pocket.

I began to levitate in preparation to fly, and decided to continue my sensory exercises by engaging my sense of taste. I searched my pockets for a piece of candy, and felt around a bunch of different objects until I found a mint. I unwrapped it and put it in my mouth, but then decided that something fruity might be a better choice, so I decided that I would find a Jolly Rancher in my pocket. I did so, unwrapped it, and popped it in my mouth along with the mint. Then I realized that the two of them didn't really work together, so I spit out the mint. The Jolly Rancher was slightly fruity, but was kind of small and thin, as if it had already been shrunk down. I began to fly.

I began to wake up, my vision going dark. I could still vaguely feel myself flying through the air, rather like a vivid daydream, and I wanted to stay in the dream so I focused on the sensation of soaring through the air. I gained altitude as I flew down my street, and my vision slowly faded back in.

Ahead of me, hovering in the sky, I saw something remarkable: an enormous, antique book, its pages made of yellowing vellum, filled with elegant lettering and gold leaf illumination. The book gave off a sense that reminded me of the Arabian Nights, though I wasn't sure what the actual book was. It was as big as a house.

I decided to try flying into its pages as a way to enter its world.

I flew forward, reached the book, and there was a sort of soft, golden sensation as I passed into the page. I found myself in a labyrinthine, walled garden, flying low over a cobbled walkway, peering through tiny, open-air windows set in ancient stone walls. Around me grew an Eden of green, luscious plants. By this time, I forgot to really engage my senses, and was caught up in the idea that if I got out of this enclosure, I'd be in the book's world. But I couldn't find a window large enough to pass through.

I flew around the labyrinth for several minutes until I woke up, discovering my right arm was hurting from lying on it. I rolled over and tried to re-enter the dream again, but by then I was too far awake, so I got up.

#False Awakening #DILD #Lucid Travel #Memorable Lucids #Lucid Experience #long post

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perchancetodreamlucid · 6 years

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Memorable Lucids: 4 WILDs and Flying with Wings (Nov 11, 2017)

I had four WILDs in a row. I'm kind of laughing at that. I skip eight days and decide to LD on the ninth and my brain was like YES LET'S GO.

I started with a VERY firm stated objective, repeating it emphatically out loud until I could feel it in my gut, and then used the "Question" mantra with a bit of counting. I didn't set any goals for my dreams, though, so I ended up just doing whatever came to me, without clarifying or stabilizing anything. I'll number and describe the dreams below as best I can remember.

1. As I lay there on my back repeating my mantra, I began to feel separation. I projected by sitting up and rolling out. I was very, very groggy and bleary, and couldn't open my eyes at first, and then when I did I still couldn't see well. I slowly coaxed my sight to start working as I went downstairs, kind of drunk-walking because I felt off-balance. My mother was either in the kitchen or the dining room, and walked into the living room to come sit in her chair. I decided to do what I did in my last lucid and use her shirt as an observational focal point for building clarity. She was wearing a tan, short sleeved shirt-- actually, it looked just like the shirt I'm wearing now. I realized in the dream that she probably didn't own a shirt like that, but didn't remember that I did. As she was using the control to her electrically-powered lift chair to lower herself into a reclining position, I walked up to her and asked her if she could see and hear me. She said yes, she could see and hear me. She didn't really react to the question with confusion or amusement that I could see, just answered it. I woke up.

2. I was awake for a second or two and went directly and deliberately into another WILD. I went back downstairs and stepped outside onto the front porch this time. I don't think this one lasted very long because I don't remember anything else. I just remember waking up again.

3. I lay in bed, definitely awake. The neighbors must have gotten a new puppy, because I heard it yipping incessantly. It sounded like a squeaky toy. I thought about getting up at this point, but decided to try to return to a dreaming state. I rolled over on my right side and recited my mantra. It didn't take me long to start feeling vibrations-- I had been feeling very mild vibrations in the two previous WILDs, but this time the vibrations were stronger.

I sat up, and could still feel the pillow I had snuggled my head against, and it translated to feeling like the pillow was attached to my head while I sat up. I focused on my projected form, trying to pull free of the sensations in my physical body, and rolled out to the left, standing up. I went around to the area between my desk and the foot of my bed, and was about to keep going to the door, but then I decided I wanted to try something different. I wanted to see if I could teleport to a Faerie glade. I closed my eyes and tried to visualize the glade, trying to feel the grass under my bare feet, but I could only feel the hardwood floor. I decided that it might help if I levitated and didn't feel the floor, so I did so, and then I had the instinct to Sing my way to Faerie, a magical sort of song. I began vocalizing, eyes still closed, while visualizing the glade. I feel like I got about halfway there before I faded back into my body and woke up.

4. I almost gave up and got out of bed then. The pup was yipping again, and I figured it was getting late. But I could still feel some slight vibrations in my body, and decided to try again. This time I barely had to try. The vibrations hit full-on, heavier than any of the other three times, and heavier than they've been in a long time. They were accompanied by a high-pitched tonal sound. I sat up, again feeling the pillow on my head (I was still on my right side), so decided to try floating out of my body. I let the vibrations and floating sensation wash over me, then sat up and rolled out.

I went into the hall, began to walk down the stairs, and remembered I could jump or float down if I wanted. I ended up doing a sort of skimming float down the steps, stopping at the landing to open the doors and go into the living room. I went directly outside and decided I wanted to try to fly. I levitated fairly easily but couldn't coax myself any higher in the air, so I decided to try visualizing eagle wings on my back and flying with those. I managed it quite easily, and flapped my wings, feeling them catch the air currents beneath them, which lifted me into the air. I flapped and flapped until I cleared the treetops, then spread my wings and soared, though I wasn't much higher than the trees. The sky was a beautiful sunset, vibrant hues of deep blue, salmon, and gold. I ended up in a cluster of trailer-type buildings that reminded me of the trailer offices at the power plant I did some temp work at several years ago. I accidentally flew inside one of the buildings, and managed to go through it and come out the back. I flapped my wings again to get higher. I looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting darker, though there was still a faint wash of color on the horizon. Above me, the stars were coming out. It was beautiful.

#WILD #long post #Lucid Experience #Lucid Shapeshifting #Lucid Teleportation #Memorable Lucids

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perchancetodreamlucid · 6 years

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Goals

I have a number of goals for my lucid dream experiments, some more immediate, and some that will take a lot of work. Some of these goals are practical, intended for skill development. Some are intended for personal growth, reflection, and knowledge. Others are more intended for fun and entertainment. I’ll make a list here to detail several of my current goals.

1. Build focus, awareness, and overall lucidity within my lucid dreams until they rival my waking state. Utilize my focus and awareness to dial up the vividness of dreams until they are hyper-real.

2. Build memory capabilities so I can retain as much detail as possible upon waking.

3. Build memory capabilities within the dream so I’m aware of my current waking life, as well as any goals I’m intending.

4. Build visualization and belief skills in-dream for greater control over what I do and what environment/characters show up.

5. Seek out my Dream Guide, an aspect of my subconscious, who will assist me in improving my lucid dreaming skills and achieving my long-term goals.

6. Engage my subconscious in conversation. Ask various dream characters what they represent, why they do or say the things they do or say, what various objects in the dream represent. Ask for insight about various real-life things which may be happening, and, if pertinent, apply to waking life.

7. “Summon” and interact with various fictional characters within existing dreamscapes.

8. Go to the “worlds” of various fictional characters (persistent realms) and have various adventures there.

#Lucid Dreaming Goals

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perchancetodreamlucid · 6 years

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