I dreamed I was in my friend Michael’s home. There was flooding and water was starting to warp the wood of his floor. I woke up here and then followed the sound current back into dreaming.
I find myself inside and outside at once—a building with glass walls and ceilings, or something like that which makes it feel open even though it’s enclosed—which leads out onto the broad walkways of a lovely city with low ‘clean’ modern buildings stretching on either side for as far as I can see.
I have a lot of lucid dreams. Last night however was somewhat different. In the past I have had flying dreams…trying to use my body like an earth worm to achieve flight. Last night I knew I was dreaming as soon as the flight part started….this time my worm type movements were replaced by watching my feet….which were hooves running…pounding very fast. I could hear the running of four feet not the usual two.
I was being pulled down to the ocean by this ugly looking body minutes had passed by and I felt I was not drowning.. Suddenly I realized I was not trying to breath, underwater. Then when realizing this, I took a deep breath, realizing I was dreaming. This is when I became Lucid. All my fears of dying disappeared. I started swimming, what I did next was that I grabbed the body and squeezed it into a small pile and threw it away.
I am a teenager and I don‘t remember the date and time of my lucid dream but it began like this. I was at a harbor in the day time and was dreaming about balls of light shooting out of my palms, like I had magic powers. The setting was a harbor and there were lots of people and I began to ask how I was doing this in my dream — then I realized that it was a dream.
This dream happened when I was about 13 years old and was my first remembered lucid dream. I have often told the story of this dream to friends and family but never fully realized just how meaningful it was until I started reading and learning about lucid dreaming.
In 2010 I dreamed that I was sitting at a wooden counter in some kind of a business with a glass storefront. There was a post to my left, running from the counter to the ceiling. A female and a male, unknown to me, were at the counter, talking about yoga. I looked down at the counter and saw a dollar bill there, but it had Lincoln’s face on it…an impossibility. Instantly I realized that this was a dream, and I became lucid.
I am downtown waiting for an appointment. I have this feeling of unreality. I soon realize I am dreaming since a few minutes ago, I recall I was trying to fall asleep. I jump up and start to fly. I fly over parts of town but can only vaguely see the scenery. I turn over and float on my back for a while.