[feefafo]

Last night, I experienced (what I think was) my first lucid dream. I've been trying to lucid dream for a while now, but I don't think I was going about making it happen very well. A lot of things I've read tell you to keep questioning whether you're in a dream or not, but that didn't really work.

StumbleUpon took me to a website with an article about how to have lucid dreams and it suggested doing a check - I took the suggestion of seeing how high I could jump. This combined with trying to stay awake when you're tired untill you just fall asleep suddenly (your consciousness continues into your sleep or something) and managed to have a lucid dream.

Sadly, the dream was quite dull. I wasn't aware that I was dreaming in the first part.

I was at a bowling alley and there were boys from my school there - the dumb, 'neddy' (The Gallery Of Neds - I think I actually KNOW some of these people...the faces look very familiar...) boys - on their bikes. They had knifes and bags of some unknown drug. There were people telling me not to take the drug, who I trusted, while my friends all got very high, very quickly.

After escaping that, I was outside in this residential area, in a sort of grassy patch behind the houses. I look over and see stonehenge. I think this is where I started noticing that the dream was a bit weird, so I started jumping up and down. Something was wrong with the way I jumped, but it wasn't obvious yet.

I think I'd kind of stumbled in on a wedding or some sort of event for married couples who liked to run around in their wedding clothes. Two different couples ran past me and pictures were taken. It was some sort of arty thing. Anyway, I took that as a hint that I should be leaving.

Somehow, I got to the top of a house, and I was jumping all around trying to see if something was different. Eventually, I could FLY! Well, I could float around a bit. It was like I was sinking through water, really. I think I was with two other 'people' or entities. They seemed shorter than me but I didn't look at them very much.

At this point, I was happy that I was lucid dreaming but I didn't really know what to do. I was just like, "Let's...uh...fly to Danny Elfman's house?"

So, I got to Hollywood (which looks a lot like Kilsyth, where my gran lives) and David Cameron's there, being an idiot. He wants to blow up a particular house because he has something against it and Nick Clegg's there, trying to calm him down and tell him to stop being silly. He did end up destroying the house, and everyone was just a bit like, "Why would you do something as silly as that?"
This bit did make me laugh, but when I woke up, I wasn't sure if he actually DID blow up a house. It was very convincing.

Anyway, after we got past that, we got to Danny Elfman's house. It was actually a little museumy type thing about Danny Elfman that wasn't very useful or interesting or accurate. Mr. Elfman wasn't there, but there were Tim Burton style drawings about his childhood. I think his mother might have been there. There was a lot of pink, patterened wallpaper and nothing made sense about it.

I think I went into space for a bit. There might have been neon space dancing.

Then I end up in my highschool. It's night. I pick up a phone and there's a prerecorded message or song from Frank Zappa playing on the other end, which was oddly comforting. Then I get the feeling that I live in the school and my bedroom is through one of the doors in the staff corridor, but then I think that it's a stupid idea. I think that's when I woke up.



It was all very strange and pointless and I would have liked to be able to have more control over the dream and believe it more. I think I'm getting worse at imagining scenes and pictures, so I think that's why I couldn't really make actual events happen. Perhaps I will try talking to myself next time to see what my subconscious can tell me.

I'd like to know about YOUR lucid dreams - or your regular dreams, if you haven't had any lucid ones.

BTW, I think I might have had a few dreams where I was KIND OF aware that I was dreaming, but couldn't really change much about it. The ones where I'm naked in public.

I think there was one where I was in school and this neddy girl just kind of looks over at me and says, "You're naked."

I was just like, "Hey! I guess I am!"

Then I kind of realised I was dreaming and started dancing about and saying, "I'm naked and you don't really care and you can't really stop me! Ha ha!"

I think I just sat there quietly for the rest of it, smiling to myself.

 

[HeyMusicLover76]

Mint :happy:

I am so facinated by dreams, got all kinds of books on them, and a few about Astral Projectin and the like...I used to think that it was ever so cliche to say your best dreams were about flying, but for the first time ever i dreamt i was flying, it was unreal! Won't go into too much detail about the actual dream as most is irrellevant...but initially i was drifting in and out and i kind of went into sleep in a clockwise fashion, just felt this kind of energy move then i was light as a feather and floaty, was dead strange but really exciting at the same time, i tried to call my daughter, i thought she called back to me, but she says not, this morning. It was a much better experience than the sleep paralysis i'd had a few months back, and the time that i'd heard my name shouted out in the room (yet no one was there...*twilight zone music*...anyway, the weirdest dreams i seem to have eaten BEEF the night before....i know i'm already mad, without finding out i've got BSE :sad::laughing:

 

[feefafo]

I had a recurring dream as a child of flying. I flew in a lot of dreams, but there was a particular one where I stood at the top of the stairs in my house and jumped and I just floated down to the bottom.

It had the nicest lighting and atmosphere. There was a yellowish/orange light coming in through the glass in the door and it was a lovely, lazy summer's day. It was all in soft focus, too.

Thankfully, I never tried doing it in real life.

When I fly in my dreams, I usually have to paddle my feet or whatever and I just lean back and hover a few feet of the ground and move around. The next morning, I'm always convinced that I should be able to fly by doing that. Never works. It was a bit of a pain in the backside.
:crazy:

 

[Leith]

Lucid dreaming is brilliant fun, in the first lucid dream I had I, for some reason, decided that I should get dressed in my best clothes, though after that I jumped through my bedroom window.
I always find it hard to keep constant control over the dream, very often the environment and people will change for no reason which can be kind of annoying when I'm trying to do something.
I've only flown in two of my dreams, the first time I dropped out of the air and hit the floor, the second time I managed it quite well, except when I landed I was in a strange purple place that wasn't particularly nice. The times I've flown I managed it by imagining my head was weightless and that I just needed to look in the direction I wanted to go and I'd float there, the rest of my body would just follow.

It had the nicest lighting and atmosphere. There was a yellowish/orange light coming in through the glass in the door and it was a lovely, lazy summer's day. It was all in soft focus, too.

In some of my dreams the atmosphere seems to be different in a good way, the soft focus thing happens to me quite a bit as well, whenever it's like that I usually just spend the whole dream walking around admiring everything.

 

[feefafo]

I didn't manage to have a lucid dream last night. However, my Physics teacher was there, wearing this leopard print dress with a white bra and white pants on the outside. He was running around the streets with a feather duster, smiling.

It's the kind of thing he'd do while not quite understanding why everyone else is laughing at him. Poor man.

I quite enjoyed how I didn't have full control over everything. If I did, it would be a bit like a crappy daydream. The fun of lucid dreams is the conscious interaction with your subconscious. What I would like to do in a lucid dream is find a personification of my subconscious and have a chat with them...see what I can figure out.

 

[SaraBell]

My lucid dreams usually occur when I'm dreaming about being chased by some person (or persons) out to murder me. I'll be running/hiding/planning and suddenly realize that I'm dreaming and they can't actually hurt me so I'll confront them and we'll end up working things out and being the best of friends or something lol (I have a tendency in my dreams to befriend my would be murderers).

 

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Once, I did the dream-check thing during a dream, but even when I was able to phase through my own hand I thought this was normal, so I still concluded that I was awake. Worse, often I've realized I was dreaming by accident, then immediately woke up. Actually, I did that quite a lot when I was younger. I'm such a light sleeper, I had to train my mind to avoid finding out that I was asleep so I wouldn't wake up.

well dream control and dream awareness are correlated, but don't always come packaged together. I've often exhibited conscious control over my dreams even when I didn't know I was dreaming. Sometimes, that means rewinding time and doing something over I don't like again, or just bending reality like when I was infected by an insect that whose larvae would have eaten out my insides. I just wanted them to be gone very badly, then they were.

I have flown before. (not sure if those dreams were lucid are not. Some clearly are, most aren't clear either way). Its always the wind that picks me up when I fly. Not a strong wind, just my body is light enough to allow it to pick me up. Flew off to escape some guys who were trying to shoot me. Lucid or not, this dream was very vivid. I don't know how to describe how awesome it was flying.