I had a lucid dream… What tipped me off is realizing I wanted to fly. I was in a room with huge windows on the right, the ones that opened if you pulled them up.
I suddenly see myself reflected in a distant mirror. The reflection shows me with very long hair, down to my hips, and wearing two thin braids at each side of my face.
I’m sitting in front of a mirror, and as I study my reflection, I become lucid. I’m looking at another woman, perhaps in her early thirties, seeing and feeling through her eyes as she admires her flawless complexion, her full, expressive mouth, her straight nose, and the red hair softly framing her face.
I was walking down a street. It was a dark night. I saw a creepy old house on my left. I became lucid and heard a male voice say, “This place is strong in the dark side. In you must go. This is where your deepest fears inhabit.”
After a dry spell that lasted a few months, I was determined to focus on some deeper goals I had on health and longevity. What followed was a trio of lucid dreams; the first two nights were concurrent, followed by a gap which allowed me to absorb the lessons before the final and third night.
Lucid, I dreamed I owned two very large black ravens that would fly all over the place. At one point, one got out and flew away. I found it and wrestled with it and was able to subdue it long enough to get it back home. It was night.
In the middle of a pretty long dream, I found myself sitting in a theatre where a movie about climate change was about to play. But instead of a screen or projection appearing when the curtains were pulled back, there was no wall there and natural disasters were taking place right outside.
I am outside, walking in an area of wild heather. I become lucid and decide I want to become one with God. I walk to a cliff and throw myself off. As I fall, I shout out, “I want to become one with God!” I am falling into the deep darkness.
I was dreaming that I was in an old house with lots of antique furniture. Something about the smell of the wooden antique furniture caused me to become lucid. The home had lots of children playing, running, and jumping through the house.
I am watching myself fall asleep and trying to stay conscious. At first I see vague outlines of people. One is waving to me. These disappear and then the whole space around me is filled with red and blue spheres. I think, “That is not much of a dream image.”
I was in another apartment in my building where I’ve lived most of my life, and everything was “wrong”—the remodel, the neighbors, the layout. And on the way up the stairs, I saw the paint on the wall was peeling. I knew the paint was wrong. We’ve had wallpaper for many years.
I enter the kitchen and try to turn on the light but there is no effect. I realize very quicklythat I am asleep, so I go out flying in the sky with a Rock & Roll music background.