How many of you can/have been able to lucid dream?

i do alot---i love the flying ones--if im having a nightmare i know i can wake up---lucid deaming is the closetest thing to tripping there is--hope i have one tonight--Peace and Love ROCK



oh about the nightmares--i was ripped to shreds by rabid pit bulls--i could feel it all- i know what it feels like to be ripped to shreds by rabid dogs the blood smell and everything--also the intense pain--i knew i could wake up and i woke up wimpering--i had to stay up the rest of the night smoking cas i was afraid he dogs would get me again---bad trip that ill never forget

 

Ummm, yeah, well, uhhh maybe that's not so cool.

 

sorry to disappoint

 

i can control what i do, and where i am, but there's always another factor that ruins the complete lucidity

it still hella fun though, i just don't have complete control over everything.

 

i tend to avoid that label, or any of the rest of them. whatever other of them there might be.

when i dream i wake up in this one particular parallel universe. with everything, all of my senses and most of my abilities, some even better, then i have here, and about the same mix of free will and circumstance. the main thing difference is how some things work. emotion interacts with physics there some strainge how i don't fully understand. things that are near absolute here are much more flexible there. teleportation, levitation, even some degree of psychic environment manipulation works there, more reliably then some of the things you have to do here, which you can't always do very well there.

there is difinately not here. somethings there look almost like they could be here. i mean a tree is still a tree and path and a building and so on. but there not the same buildings in the same places.

i could go on trying to discribe the similarities and differences. i notice these things there because my life there, like my life here, is more about places and things, not having things, but public things and things in nature, then it is about actual individual people.

 

I haven't been very consistent about lucid dreaming. I've done it, but it doesn't come easy. I've been able to control dreams for a little while, but I usually wake up pretty quickly after I realize I'm having a lucid dream.

 

I've had some lucid dreams, some I tried for a number of years ago, most others I didn't. I find with the more cultivation I do, ie. meditation, qigong other things, my dreams naturally become more vivid and meaningful, so I decided I would let this develop in it's own way, which has been working out pretty well.

One things similar to what you stated is that I've started to fall into a dream state while I'm awake, I mean it's very hard to tell if I'm dreaming or awake sometimes, or I can't remember if I dreamed something or it happened in waking life, but it feels quite natural and apart from the fact that I'm occasionally driving when it happens it's quite pleasurable, I just make sure I continue to obey all the normal rules... it's sounds dangerous I guess, but it's really very safe, if I felt I needed to I would pull over : )

More often I experience what are called dreams of clarity in Tibetan Buddhism, which has really interested me, the place where the real & dream worlds interact, or me at least they are not lucid, but share many of the same qualities other than one realizing it to be a dream. In such dreams one may meet teachers and/or divine beings, see the future, find lost objects, travel to different places, many other similar things.

If any body is interested they might like to locate a copy of "Opening the Dragon Gate" and turn to page 137, a short chapter on dreaming from the Complete Reality sect of Taoism via the lineage-holder's biography. Interestingly they speak about how this can be a doorway to bi-location. I remember reading about a Saint from Mt. Athos who was claimed to have visited sick and endangered people without moving from the mountain. He didn't claim any special ability, he only said he saw a vision in his mind/heart in which he acted out the scenarios which he was later told where actual 'real life' events in which he took part. I wonder, is this some form of mental projection similar to entering another's dreaming mind, only occurring during wakefulness? It's interesting, I love that this particular Saint didn't claim anything special and didn't even know it was for real until he was told, it just happened spontaneously... perhaps this is a little to far of the deep-end

 

Well, last night I finally did it. I have wanted to have a lucid dream for a while, and last night I had my first real sort of experience. I know it wasn't full on huge, but it was pretty great and crazy.

My first thing was staying optimistic. That really did me some good! I went down stairs and talked to my sister, but that's not important, then went upstairs and turned most the lights off (except for one in different room and just the glowing of the clock). I normally fall asleep with the TV on, but I turned it off this time. I got my iPod and turned on my psychedelic playlist, I played “Take a Stroll Thru Your Mind” by The Temptations quite a few times. I just closed my eyes and got comfortable, and soon I stated seeing a great amount of warm color. This lasted until the dreams started. My mind took on quite an altered state pretty quickly. The music and the color kind of grooved together and my thoughts were more profound and deep than normal (and normally they are pretty deep). I felt sensations and involuntary movements like my eyelids twitching, almost like I was in REM mode, which would have been impossible. It was most likely the hypnagogic stage that caused this and the following. The colors continued to groove on. I felt sensations like random itches, and like a bug was biting me sometimes. Turns out I was raped by a mosquito, but anyway. I felt itches that weren’t from the bug also. The music was much more meaningful and soulful. I was almost cocooned in the music, you could say. I still here the beat to it strolling in my head. It sounded quite good. Soon, I started dipping my feet into the dreaming. My thoughts took on weird turns and started to become dreams and become illustrated. I was very tired from my Seroquel, which I don’t know if it helps me lucid dream or hurts me, and because of my tiring day. For instance, I had one thought about the Grateful Dead, and my mind started drifting into a dream about them going on a trip to find this lost thing a kid stole. His name might have been Jim. I saw a logo of there faces, not vividly, but in blurry minds eye. I would get excited I was going into the dream phase, and that broke me out of it. But, if I didn’t hold on to the thought of lucid dreaming, I would let my mind and consciousness fall asleep as well. This happened a few times, and I tried to re-enter the dream scenarios, but then I realized I had to let them come on their own and not force anything. Soon I got to a scenario where I was on a rooftop of I think a church and we were trying to break in, when the stained glass painting we were on broke. I was conscious of my dreaming and I thought, why isn’t any of this deep, when a metaphor just came at me that the ceiling was supposed to be a boyfriend or a man and the girl who was with me on top of the painting signified women, and how they looked for the glass (man) that wouldn’t break but wasn’t too hard and cold or something like that. Then I became even more aware of my dreaming and became lucid as I was falling into the church, so I told myself, to hurry and fly, and I did and I flew up and out the other side of the glass. A chill, excited rush flew up my chest in a way that was like “Hell yes! I did it!” but also I felt it all so intense and I was so tired and just wanted to fully sleep and let go of consciousness and lucidity. I then took Krystle Cole’s advice and dreamed up me doing a psychedelic drug, I thought of Salvia since I was researching it, and then I was floating cross-legged above the church with this weird geanie like lamp candle thing smoking Salvia out of it. Not much happened their that I can tell, but I had a fog and swirls of smoke of yellowish pale around me and it all kind of twirled and psyched out of proportion and took me else where. Next I was laying on this bed in the side of the street riding down, and my brain was kind of like a computer and I was kind of hearing the music and pulling up these links on what I was thinking of and bookmarking them for later. They were about lucid dreaming mostly and it was saying about lucid dreaming being better than a drug and they had this sarcastic outlook to them and were in big black font on white paper. And then I was riding down the side of the street on this bed I was on and then an article came up that was very sarcastic saying about how a professor took these students down and a lucid dream parade march ride thing and how they were all really aroused and then it was like saying it was better than a drug and then it was being really sarcastic about how if they were really aroused and if it was just a dream or that they were just aroused and basically on drugs and there was a black and white photo of this professor guy leading them down the professor looked like Morgan Freedman wearing a t shirt and a graduation cap and these people all following him and it looked like 60’s or 70’s. I was really aroused and in this extreme state of pure ecstacy. Then it was like I lost lucidity because I had a false awakening that was the rest of my dream. I was aware in the rest of my dream that I was just lucid dreaming and that I woke up on the street outside this house that kept changing what family members it was and I thought I saw a UFO and this dog and my mom’s laptop was out on the bed. Then I had the rest of my dream that vivid and odd but no lucid and was a false awakening.

 

I've had several experiences with lucid dreaming. The first and most significant occurred last year...
I was deep in a very calm, dreamless sleep when my head was jarred into alert. I felt a very real, terrifying feeling that my inner core (soul) was being sucked upward in an almost vacuum like sensation. Everything was dark and I was looking upward into the source of this pulling. I remember having the overwhelming feeling something horrible was happening to me, and I kept thinking in my head "I'm dying." I felt without a doubt my life was ending at that moment. I was completely aware of my alert and conscious thought patterns, and yet I was stuck in semi-awake sensations, visuals, and sounds. There is no doubt I was not dreaming.
As the sensation of being sucked upward continued, I saw the all-consuming darkness become a beautiful, vibrant violet purple. Shortly afterwards, I "saw" a huge, seemingly transparent, open eye directly in front of my temple. I had the impression this signified my third eye, and that it was currently open, which is why I was having this experience.
After this, I head a very clear, peaceful, and beautiful female voice coming from all directions above. While I sadly don't remember every exact word I heard, I do remember I was calmly called by my name, and then told to "look up." Then, the voice proceeded to describe to me about a man that lived and died in the house I was currently living in at that time. I was told that after this man died, the family of the man heard his "death rattles" in the house for weeks after. She told me this in a very soft, non-threatening voice. I still have no idea what that bizarre story was about.
Right after this, the purple light and eye faded and I was jarred into a horrible experience. I saw the room around me (my eyes were now open), but everything was seen through a red lens. My body was completely frozen and unable to move, and I couldn't scream for help, nor could I close my eyes or even breathe. A deafeningly loud ambush of sound came from all around me. It was the loudest, most frightening sound I ever heard. It resembled the loudest, most abrasive drone alive, almost like being sucked into a vortex.
I was in this bizarre hell for what seems like 10-15 seconds, and then I was jarred back, fully awake and sweating in my bed in early morning daylight.

Since then I've had much smaller incidents, most of them only including the last sound of drones and "caught in the body" sensations. Although the experience was terrifying, it was also deeply spiritual. After this episode of lucid dreaming, I became at peace with death, and I also became convinced that the spirit and afterlife existed. I have felt ever since that I experienced that night the sensation of my soul leaving my body, and the beautiful feeling of my third eye being fully open for the first time.

 

i had 2 this week. i always end up flying cuz its the funnest. i like to mess with bad guys in my dream if im lucid. an example would be telling some Nigerian warlord to go ahead and chop my head off, so he does and it just goes right through and i laugh at him. another time i dared a criminal to shoot me and it went right through my head. a couple weeks ago i experienced dreamless sleep. i was flying between two cities over a forest when i saw a giant wall of fog flying toward me so i start repeating im dreaming over and over. after the fog hit me everything went black and there was no dream, only me repeating im dreaming in my head until another dream appeared.

 

ive had the wildest non lucid dreams. one where i went to sleep in the guest room but in my dream i wake up in my room and i mean it was like my room not a dream room. it looked exactly like as if i woke up and saw my room. everything is normal except a giant mothman or batman creature perched on my weight bench starring at me with round glowing red eyes all fangs and human skin. i could tell it was a hallucination later on cause of how vivid it was but it scared the shit out of me and attacked me.

another was where i went to sleep on the couch which i never do and this is crazy, in the dream i wake up on the couch right where i went to sleep and start having pranic awakeings and alot of evil beings where watching me from outside. we have alot of windows there and that shit was creepy.

 

I thought perhaps there would be interest in this site:

http://www.goldensufi.org/audioarchives.html

It's a group of different talks given by teachers within a Sufi lineage who specialize in dreams, for many years they have used the night for their work.

 

you probable wouldnt like to have vivid dreams like I have..
The other night I dreamt I was in iraq and a Pte died in my arms, the last thing he said was " i wanna go home" ..


that was a little fucked up..

 

Whoa man,
I totally forgot about this thread.
I will have to read through everything you all have written!

(er, I am Sarah_karigo...again...)

 

Orison, just wondering if this was a lucid dream ?

Maybe your dream intent was simply to help the Pti with the transition and passing on in peace.

Just a thought I had when reading your post.

 

hi my boyfriend had a dream of two eagles landing on his outstretched arms in the middle of a meadow on a calm day. The eagle on the right side was calm and the eagle on the left side was a little agressive, my bf was testing the strength of the beak of the eagle with his thumb. He said that his mood was calm and it was a beautiful day. Just wondering if anyone maybe able to interpret this dream please. I have looked in several dream books and it only says what an eagle represents but not what it could possibly mean. Thank you Charliebear