After a couple of weeks of not much sleep but consistently 'intending' to have a lucid dream, here one is.
If you're interested in techniques, this came about because I fully intended to have a lucid dream and because I was woken up for about 40 mins at about 4 or 5am, making this the Wake Back to Bed method (WBTB).
Check out the dream below.
The Lucid Dream
I'm outdoors on a lush, green landscape. It's like a park that is being gradually infiltrated by warehouses, factories, barns, and public buildings.
Everything is very vivid. The light has a strange, beautiful quality, as if the light itself is full of possibility.
I know that I'm dreaming.
In the middle of the landscape is what might be a children's playground or what's left of an industrial plant. It's hard to tell, but I swing on a horizontal bar like an athlete, having fun.
I drop down to the ground, thinking that I was supposed to do something the next time I was lucid, but I can't remember what it was. I don't want to waste the entire dream trying to remember, so I decide to fly. Predictible, yes, but a great feeling and not only is it less effort than ever with more control, but I also feel no anxiety as I rush up into the air.
Ahead, there is a green hill with a tunnel going into it. Now there is some anxiety, as I wonder it was going to come out of the entrance.
A large bus/short train comes speeding out and I jump high into the air to avoid it. It is yellow and reminiscent of a child's drawing of a bus/train. It has passengers.
Then I recall that I was thinking about meditating in a lucid dream, which I've done once before and had a great experience.
I close my eyes and I feel that I'm inside a tower. Opening my eyes intermittently, I see the translucent skeleton of the building's internal framework.
Eyes closed, I rise up through the tower, hovering up what feels like about 40 floors. Hovering in the middle of this semi-visible building, I enter a deep meditation.
I feel myself in bed, lying beneath the covers.
I feel myself standing in the dream.
I feel myself hovering in the middle of the building.
I am the building too. I'm the structure, the beams and frames, stretching up and surrounding myself.
When I hear footsteps, I open my eyes and my friend is quietly entering a kitchen in a fluffy white dressing gown.
"I'm just making myself a drink," she says. "I can't sleep. You want one?"
"No," I say. I close my eyes.
I stay in the dream, lucid, deeply meditating and just experiencing the various states at once for what feels like a few minutes, until my 'in bed' state feels very uncomfortable - I feel like all my weight is on one arm - and I wake myself up enough to turn over.
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