I have had some crazy dreams in my life and most involving some weird stuff happening to me. I find them amusing because they tell a bazaar and crazy story of how my mind works. Therefore, in the pursuit of discovery, I have attempted many times to lucid dream, to be awake while dreaming. It is not something you can just do, and it takes a large amount of practice and repetition to get the pattern of consciousness to be recognizable in a dream. For me, it happened when I wasn’t even attempting to lucid dream. No, I was actually practicing mediation as a way to cope with stress. It trained me to recognize when my mind started to drift which correlates well in the dream world.
*This dream came when I was dealing with a bad break up and my mind was having a hard time coping with it.
I was sitting on an outdoor table looking at myself from above. Some family members were there and they were all talking and laughing. I never saw any of them, I don’t normally see people, but I could feel that they were there. It’s like walking around with ghost and I only see them if I have a direct contact. Everything was mostly gray and yellow not much color to be seen. It’s a dream so I have no knowledge of what caused me to turn to my right, but there before my eyes was my ex-girlfriend smiling at me. Out of grief and angry, I though “what the hell, you are not supposed to be here” so I swung my arm around to her chest and push her as hard as I could. She flew back, out of my view, in an almost cartoonish speed. I looked forward, to only then glance back, and there she was sitting and smiling at me. Shock punched me in the stomach, but then I realize something. Other than the fact that she materialize back, breaking logical flow, she was no longer my girlfriend so in mind there was no reason for her to be smiling at me.
For the first time, I realized that I was in dreaming. I stood up from my seat and I found myself in the driveway of my old houses next to my car. I kept telling myself to stay calm, repeating it like in mediation, so that I would not wake up. Then I had a thought. I have never flown in a dream so I looked up and jumped, to only fall right back down. Yeah, it frustrated me quickly when I realized that now that I was conscious the dream world had to work in a rational manner. Still, I try several times to fly but I never succeed. With my loss of focus, I soon woke up.
At least, I thought I did. I can’t really be sure because I remember waking up and then going back to sleep but that could have all been a dream too. My mind is very good at playing tricks on me.
Not all lucid dreams are useful but they all have a sense of wonder about them. If you must sleep through a third of your life, why should you sleep through your dreams, too? ~ Stephen LaBerge