Dayna – Chatting with My Guide in Lucid Dreaming

I ended up in a strange dream in which I was inside a mall that had apartment units where the shops should be. I went inside of one and saw my children sitting in front of a television eating cereal. I somehow knew they had gone into a familiar unit, one where an older lady lived. She was a caretaker for them. She was not there, though, so I asked them, ―Where did you get the cereal? My middle son replied, ―It‘s hers. I looked at it and it was bright pink Cheerio-looking cereal. Then I turned and looked around the room. There was a Christmas tree in the corner but it had not been fully decorated yet. I remember saying, ― “Why is she putting up her Christmas tree already?” I could see boxes laying about full or ornaments and decorations. I thought to myself, ― “This lady must really like the holidays.”

I turned around and my children were gone. There was a white sofa, the one they had been sitting on. I could see a woman sitting there, legs up and relaxed. She was talking to a man on the sofa across from her. My first thought was the woman was a nanny or caretaker for the children. I then began to focus on the man because something was off about him. I could see he had on no clothes. I became curious and began to intently look at him, trying to see better. This is when my lucidity peaked.

Suddenly I was very aware of laying on a bed. I didn‘t know where I was. Whose bed was this? I recognized two distinctly different beds. It was as if I was in both at the same time. One was my bedroom in my house. The other was a larger bed somewhere else. I could feel the bed beneath me, the covers, the sheets and pillow. I decided to be in the bed that was not my bed. I chose to shift into that location, wherever it was.

There was a lot of internal conversation going. I was thinking, ―”This isn‘t real. I am dreaming. If I want something to be there, it will be. There is a person there. I can feel him (his energy).” I kept feeling around because my vision was not turned on yet. I reached out in front of me and felt a person‘s leg.

My thoughts were something like, ―I am in bed with a naked man.‖ I continued to feel up his waist to his chest. He was sitting up, on the edge of the bed, so not technically in the bed with me. Then I felt his arms reach out and pull me toward him. I fell into him and we both tumbled out of the bed and onto the floor. I landed flat on my back and he landed on top of me. In recalling this now, I think the tumble onto the floor was purposeful. He was playing with me.

This is when my vision came on all at once. Light flooded my eyes and the entire scene and the man were visible. Everything was very solid and real.

I could see a window in the background. It was open and there was a breeze because I could see the white sheers swaying inward into the room. I could see a golden light outside indicating it was day and I could make out trees and hear a wind chime in the distance. The bed I had been on was draped in white linen and I could make out the table next to the bed, the lamp and the wall to my left.

The man was sitting in front of me, not on top of me but very close. I remained on the floor looking up at him. He was bare chested and obviously naked, though I did not look down at all. I was too focused on his face. He was clear as day and so I just stared, looking at every detail in an attempt to remember as much as I could.

The man was sitting in front of me, not on top of me but very close. I remained on the floor looking up at him. He was bare chested and obviously naked, though I did not look down at all. I was too focused on his face. He was clear as day and so I just stared, looking at every detail in an attempt to remember as much as I could.

I saw him and said, ―”Hi!” He responded, ―”Hey you. That was quite a fall you took.” I said, ―”Yeah but I‘m okay.”

Without hesitation, I leaned forward and gave him a big hug. He hugged me back. The emotions I felt were just a happy calm. No sexual urges (thank God). I did remember thinking about the sexual aspect because he was naked but felt that it was not what I wanted and not why he was there with me.

We had a whole conversation then. It didn‘t last long. I was in awe of the situation. It is not often that I find myself in such a vivid, lucid state sitting in front of one of my guides chatting.

I asked him, ― “Where are your glasses?” because when I looked at him I saw two images superimposed. One of just his eyes and the other of what appeared to be very small sunglasses, the kind with a reflective surface. He said, ― “Glasses? I don‘t have on any glasses.” I said, ―”Yes. I saw them.” He said, ― “You must be talking about my ear piece. I sometimes wear it.” I looked at him closer then but saw no ear piece and the glasses were not showing up either. I remember wondering, ― “Why would he wear an ear piece?” And the term ― “transponder” popped into my head.

He had a slight accent. It sounded Australian.

There was more talk, but it was just chit-chat. I remember commenting on his bare chest. It was very hairy but attractive. I think I told him he was attractive. Then I remember not knowing what to talk to him about. It was like I became a deer in headlights. I started worrying that this lucid state would not last but I wanted it to. I wanted to sit and talk to him more but my mind was a blank as to what to talk about. So I just focused on taking in more of the scene before I lost it. I knew it wouldn‘t last and wanted to remember every detail of him and the experience.

During this time there was a telepathic conversation going on between he and I. He wanted me to talk to him verbally, though, for some reason. He wanted me to maintain the state and our telepathic communication would pull me back inward and I need to stay extroverted. I could not get my mind to shut down, though, and I knew it would ultimately end the lucid state I was in.