Beekeeper
19th September 2010, 02:35 AM
19.9.10
At some time during the night I become lucid but I don't really recall what I do because, immediately afterwards, I sleep very heavily. I do feel there was possibly a lengthy conversation with a wise energy I perceived as male. I suspect there was a lesson in self-healing because I was on the brink of a migraine and I had set an intention to use the lucid- dreaming state to investigate the possibility of bringing about wellness. Last week our Year 11 students had their exams and I'd done (and am still to do) a large pile of marking which had wreaked havoc with my neck and eyes. Anyway, I did wake without a headache and sick stomach this morning. This may have been due to the extra rest I took yesterday, of course.
My second bout of lucidity came when I found myself in an unfamiliar suburb. I could hear a band and I followed the music. It had been my intention to go along with whatever the dream presented rather than to attempt control of the environment. I found a scruffy old guy playing drums with carrots for drumsticks. He left it to me, so I picked up the carrots. They were limp and when I began to drum with them they were too quiet. There was another pair of carrots there too but I soon found myself in the blackness behind my eyes contemplating the dream and trying to recall what I had done during the earlier phase of lucidity.
While I'm lying in bed I realise that I'm in the passenger seat of a car, moving forward through the same suburban streets of the earlier dream. I guess this is my first experience of phasing.
Eventually my dream awareness deteriorates and I'm surrounded by a small group of people whom I am telling about my previous experiences of lucidity during the night, especially the forgotten episode, which is clearly playing on my mind.
At some time during the night I become lucid but I don't really recall what I do because, immediately afterwards, I sleep very heavily. I do feel there was possibly a lengthy conversation with a wise energy I perceived as male. I suspect there was a lesson in self-healing because I was on the brink of a migraine and I had set an intention to use the lucid- dreaming state to investigate the possibility of bringing about wellness. Last week our Year 11 students had their exams and I'd done (and am still to do) a large pile of marking which had wreaked havoc with my neck and eyes. Anyway, I did wake without a headache and sick stomach this morning. This may have been due to the extra rest I took yesterday, of course.
My second bout of lucidity came when I found myself in an unfamiliar suburb. I could hear a band and I followed the music. It had been my intention to go along with whatever the dream presented rather than to attempt control of the environment. I found a scruffy old guy playing drums with carrots for drumsticks. He left it to me, so I picked up the carrots. They were limp and when I began to drum with them they were too quiet. There was another pair of carrots there too but I soon found myself in the blackness behind my eyes contemplating the dream and trying to recall what I had done during the earlier phase of lucidity.
While I'm lying in bed I realise that I'm in the passenger seat of a car, moving forward through the same suburban streets of the earlier dream. I guess this is my first experience of phasing.
Eventually my dream awareness deteriorates and I'm surrounded by a small group of people whom I am telling about my previous experiences of lucidity during the night, especially the forgotten episode, which is clearly playing on my mind.