Searching for deeper meanings

Category: Superpowers/self-research
Hours of sleep: 6
Lucid: Yes








I was running through gardens and leaping over fences in my mom's neighborhood.
With every leap I gained more altitude in the air. Eventually this nature-defying gravity loss made me realize I was dreaming.

Excited as usual I started flying around Superman-style, happy of being the master of my dream, but then I remember reading (in Waggoner's book) about characters in your dream and how you can ask them questions. Like what they represent in your dream.

I descended down to a group of people on the ground. When I landed I noticed it was my classmates from school. I went over to one of them, a guy, and asked: "Hey dude, what do you represent here?"

Expecting some amazing self-revealing, wake-up-callish, super-philosopical answer from the grand subconcious I eagerly listened to the response, determined to remember it so I could chart it down the second I woke up in bed. He casually turns his head to his right shoulder and says:
"I represent a porn site."

The answer was totally not what I had expected at all, and I couldn't do anything but burst out laughing, which set off my entire class around me giggling as well, and one by one they started revealing their grand "I represent"-secrets. One of the girls said: "I am the farter!" and then she started laughing hysterically. The other replies were somewhat similar, but I had stopped listening.

Shaking my head over the bizarre situation I was in - I woke up in bed.

Sledding

Category: Bizarre
Hours of sleep: 6
Lucid: No

I was walking upwards on a giant car-trafficked bridge talking on the cell phone with my dad who was in his boat in the water down below. I agreed I would meet him when I got to the bottom of the bridge.

As I got over the top of the bridge and over to the side that started to descend I noticed all the snow, and from out of nowhere I pulled out a sled and started sledding down the bridge, swooshing back and forth in-between cars on the four-lane bridge gaining more and more speed the further down I came and without any fear of being hit by all the cars.

On a hill above I noticed a colleague of mine.
I called out her name and she turned around saying:
"YEAH! GO MIKAEL GO!"
I let out a scream of joy and continued down the bridge.
The dream ends.

Animorphing

Category: Superpowers
Hours of sleep: 4
Lucid: Yes

Me and a friend walked into this huge, under construction, house that was being built right next to a steep mountain. We went to the top floor of the house to see if we could get closer to the mountain top.

The top of the house was all covered in glass, but with some wooden beams here and there.
Outside one of of the windows we could see an old scaffolding which lead to a narrow run-down wooden bridge that seemed to lead to the top of the mountain.
And for some reason lucidity hit me. "I'm dreaming!"

"How the heck are we going to get up there?" my friend asked.
With my brand new lucid confidence, I tell him: "Watch this!"


I rip a big chunk of wood out of one of the heavy beams carrying the roof. I start dashing towards the window. I throw the heavy piece of wood at the window, making it shatter into a thousand pieces, and as I jump through the window I morph myself into a black panther and start dashing across the wooden scaffolding and on to the narrow wooden bridge.

The bridge starts to shake, crack and give in to my weight and I start to feel that I won't make it to the top in time. I focus more and more on my fear of the bridge collapsing and the cracking sound gets louder and louder.

Yet again, I remember something from Waggoners book (mentioned in the previous post) about focusing on reaching your intended destination when traveling in the dream space, and not the struggles you may encounter on your way there, because that will only fuel that concern to make it even worse.

So I lift my panther head towards the top of the mountain where the bridge ends and I notice my paws are increasing in pace and I'm gaining an enormous amount of speed. I can sense that the bridge is starting to collapse behind me, but I am totally confident that I will make it in time.

And finally, I am at the top, feeling pretty good about how I managed to trick my dream with my own mind set, and how I managed to turn myself into a beast.

Here's a video from the online role-playing game World of Warcraft, that shows the transformation I made when I jumped through the window.



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Back in the womb?

Category: Bizarre
Hours of sleep: 2
Lucid: YES

Before I start telling about the dream I want to share something quick:
I started reading Robert Waggoner's book 'Lucid Dreaming - Gateway to the Inner Self' yesterday before I went to bed.

In the first chapter he tells about his first lucid dream experiences, and I pick up another trick for checking if you are dreaming.
Before you go to bed you study your hands, and do a little mantra for yourself about how you will check your hands the next time you (i. e.) open your eyes. You say this mantra over and over again until you are too tired to do it anymore, then you lay down and go to sleep.

I'm on this giant old pirate-looking ship and huge waves are starting to come over the side of the boat.
One of the waves knock me off my feet and I slip'n'slide down the deck of the boat and fall down a hatch to the storage room inside the boat. Water keeps pouring in and I am bashed down into a corner.

I try to fight my way up to the upper deck again but the force of the incoming waves are keeping me pinned to a wall until I'm totally submerged in water. It gets dark and the waves are twirling my body in all directions until I eventually lose my orientation of what is up and what is down. Just as my fear of drowning starts to kick in - I have a slight tick in my thought process that says: "Look at your hands!"

So I do and I am amazed at what happens next.

The noise from the waves cease to drown my hearing. The water starts to feel warm, and the darkness turns into a dark red/pink atmosphere. I no longer need to hold my breath. It feels like I'm floating and I feel incredibly safe.

I look at my hands...
They are tiny. Tiny and pink. I study them for a while as I start to wonder about my whereabouts.

Someone grabs my arm and yanks me out of the liquid space, and suddenly I am flying across a dance studio at school and one of my teachers are saying: "You can fly! You can fly!"
And my classmates are applauding my supernatural abilities. I am still aware that I am dreaming, so I keep flying around in the room until I eventually wake up.

Awake in my bed, with my notebook next to me, I eagerly start to chart down what I had just experienced. As I write down my description of the "liquid space", I realize it's closely familiar to a fetus's environment during a woman's pregnancy...

Then I start to wonder if it had been a product of my imagination... or my memory.

A quick Google search tells me that memory doesn't start to develop until you are born... but how awesome would it be if that fact is false?

The evil bird

Category: Bizarre
Hours of sleep: 8
Lucid: No

I'm on a forest path. Everything seems peaceful and quiet until a bird comes swooping down and starts pecking away at me. I grab it with one arm and I am surprised at how incredibly strong this bird is.

I try to hit it with my free hand, but I seem to have no strength in that arm.
I run over to a giant flat rock right off the path and I start bashing the bird against the rock until it's flat like a pancake. When I release the grip and start to back away from the now, presumably, dead bird, I can see it starts to puff itself up again as it starts to flicker with its wings.

I run deep into the forest and hide underneath a bush...
... and that's where the dream of the evil bird ends.

Controlling nature

Category: Nightmare turns good
Hours of sleep: 7.5
Lucid: Yes!

I walk into a house, and apparently this is where I live, and it' nighttime. I notice that a balcony door is open, and I get struck with a feeling that there is a burglar in the house. I try walking over to an alarm box mounted on the wall to try and call for help, but it's not working. Scared I close my eyes and crouch down in a corner... then somehow I realize I am just dreaming. When I open my eyes I see a dark shadowy figure standing above me.

Instead of freaking out and making this nightmare worse, I pretend to have a romantic connection to this burglar (befriending your nightmare will release all your fears, and the nightmare will turn itself into something pleasant. Read about it here).
The burglar smiles, takes my hand and leads me out into the garden of the house... while walking in the garden I see a giant moon-lit bird up in the sky. I take it as an omen as of what my next move should be.

I turn to the burglar, I tell him goodbye, then I leap from the ground and take off flying through and over the woods.

It is still night-time when I approach this massive snowy mountain valley with a huge frozen lake in the middle. The sight is so grey and cold... and quite depressive.
I call out to the part of my brain that is creating this visual world: "Give me sunshine!"
... It's quiet for a couple of seconds while I'm hovering mid-air... and then the amazing thing happens.



A sun starts to rise in the east. I see rays of light start to dance over the landscape as daylight breaks through the gloom more and more.
As the sun gets higher, the lake starts to melt into vivid bluegreen water, the mountainside blossoms at an enormous pace, and the sky turns bright blue without a single sky on it. It is a magnificent sight - and the colors are amazingly strong.

I fly over the lake, high on joy, high on life, and impressed at what my mind has created.

"Give me sunshine!" In all aspects. :)

Stable lucidity

Category: Ordinary
Hours of sleep: 8
Lucid: YES!

So I was walking through something that seemed like a student campus.
I felt a bit lost, because I didn't recognize any of the buildings - so I looked around for a sign somewhere and I saw a street sign.
Unfortunately it didn't help to clear up my situation, so I got a little suspicious.
I turned my head away from the street sign and then back again - and sure enough - the street sign had changed and was now flagging a different street name. I had performed a dream check* - and it worked out perfectly - I became lucid.

Instead of going into a hysteric/happy/excited mode that I usually go into when I feel the sensation of becoming lucid - I decide to take it slow, just relax and enjoy a little stroll around in my dream world with a clear conscious lucid mind.

I walk into a mall where I see some people and a bunch of different stores. While walking past all the stores I am amazed at how long I am able to stay lucid and instead of just enjoying it more I decide to see how much I can push the stability of this lucid dream.

I start doing something I've never done before; I actually start moving my gaze in extreme directions - I look up as hard as I can - down as hard as I can - and so on and so forth. Usually, in the dream world, I just move my head around to look around.

I of course end up waking myself up from the strain of the eye movement in the dream world, so I guess it was a failed experiment and I won't do it again!

Can't wait for the next lucid dream - wonder what I'll do then? ...

*dream check: a dream check is a way to check if you're in the "stable real life" or in a dream world. In this instance I read some letters on a street sign twice, and they didn't match the second time. In the dream world, nothing is stable. As soon as you turn your back on something it will be different when you look at it again. You can also do this by checking the time on a clock or a watch for example. Or looking at a person twice.

Déjà vu

Category: Ordinary
Hours of sleep: 8

Lucid: No

I was standing in front of a house - just observing it because it was pretty nice house I tell yah!

Suddenly I get hit by a sense of déjà vu:
"I've seen this house before!"
I say to the mysterious person who just materialized next to me out of nowhere.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah... it's pretty!"

Then I wake up in my bed and chart down the experience, pleased with noticing that you can have a sense of déjà vu in the dream world as well.