Am I Lucid Yet?

An archive of a girl's determination to dream lucidly

First Lucid Dream :D

For the last week, my boyfriend has been on leave between bootcamp and MCT [Marine Combat Training] then off to his MOS school which could be over a year and a half. So I’ve sorta put my dream remembering and recording on hold as I made the most out of the short time I have with my boyfriend. I figured I would regress and have to work at getting to the point where I was but it was worth it to me :P So anyways, one morning as I woke up next to him I realized. “Holy shit I was lucid!”

Part of my dream was spent like a normal dream but as I was running towards my house which was far away to retrieve something stressing because I knew I would be late for school, I thought to myself. “Wait, this is a dream. I can do whatever the fuck I want.” So I willed my house to materialize at the next shopping center. And there it was. Though I would have to say I was half lucid or perhaps dreaming that I was lucid because when weird things started happening, I didn’t see it as strange. When I entered my house, it became a fast food restaurant. There was music playing over the loudspeakers and I willed specific people in there to start singing and dancing like a musical. It worked. And when it was over, I turned to the girl sitting next to me and asked her, “Is this a dream?” I read somewhere if you ask people if you are dreaming as part of a reality check, the dream people will say yes. This girl, however, just said “I…I don’t know what you’re talking about..” She said it suspiciously then turned her face away from me.

That’s when I woke up. I find it strange that the period of time I am not focusing on lucidity is when I get the closest to it.

hollyrobbins asked: so dya fancy setting up a dream tumblr then? :) i've never managed a tumblr or anything before, but it would be cool to try. there's one that i've found that isn't really active. i don't know if you agree, but i thought it'd be nicer if it was more visual, so each dream has a photo posted with it to make it more interesting to browse? or an image with a quote from the dream. (lancelucid is included in this too, i just couldn't work out how to reply the the original post!)

Sorry for such a long time before a reply. I still don’t have a computer but I think it would be awesome to do that. Maybe if all three of us work on the one account. Triple divide the responsibility. For easier communication I’ll send you and lancelucid an ask with my email.

My mind is playing games with me…

A little background story: I have just spend the last three months with my boyfriend in bootcamp [he graduates tomorrow :D]. The only communication I’ve had with him is a handful of letters from him. So now on to the main point. Last night I went to bed at 9pm because I had to wake up at 450am to shower and get ready to leave to go to pregraduation ceremonies. I tried the lying still and staying awake method. I can’t bring myself to last until sleep paralysis before i have to roll over and just fall asleep [I’m not a back sleeper] Well seeing as i went to bed at a retardedly early time, I woke up at one, too [330]. I was trying to go back to bed when I decided it would be better to just get up and start getting ready. Then I remembered my dream. It wasn’t my usual chaotic dreams where weird and nonsensical things happen. I was doing mundane everyday things. There was more to it but what is relevant is feeling panic wondering, “What if this [my waking life] is all a lucid dream and when I wake up it’s only day 2 of bootcamp?”

Besides the fact that that would suck, my subconscious recognized the possibility of lucidity but I still wasn’t lucid. If my mind was an entity of its own it would probably be laughing at me right now…

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

I actually just wrote about that not too long ago. In short, my earliest memory [since I dont remember being anything other than human] was of a lunar eclipse. My parents and I were in their room. They were holding me [I must have been 2 or 3?] and we were looking out their window. The red light flooded the world and the room. Looking back it feels comforting yet ominous at the same time…

No strength

This morning I am sad to say/admit that I just didn’t have the energy to try to remember my dreams [where I’m living has a cockatoo that loves to scream at 7 am so sleeping is difficult] Dream recall to me. I envision it like…if I close my eyes and have my minds eye turn around [to face the back of my skull] and look into my subconscious. Then reaching into the dark and finding dreams. And when I woke up I was just much too exhausted by that bird. I remember a tiny bit of my first dream but nothing of my second or third. I really regret not trying to remember when I had the chance :/ I guess it’s just a lesson for later.

Binaural beats

I actually started listening to them while I slept before i started my goal to lucid dream. Then I found they help! The rhythmic patterns drown out the noises that are always in this house [30m of silence is really rare] I’ve been playing around with theta and delta. Is one better/more effective than the other? I should keep track of which I listen to and the dream outcomes.

Forgotten and Point of View

So this morning I woke up twice before finally getting out of bed. Once at 3 am and again at 7. Both times I was frustrated with myself for not being able to remember anything. That was the first time since I’ve started this that I haven’t been able to recall anything. I was disappointed. I really look forward to remembering my dreams now. It’s fun to see what weird and creative things my subconscious comes up with. Anyways. When I woke up the third time I just laid in bed feeling sad and like I’m missing out on something my own mind created. Then all of a sudden while I wasn’t tryin to remember. I remembered a tiny bit of one dream. I got excited and tried to follow that up and down the string of events. Not only did I rescue a dream from being forgotten but it lead me to 3 other dreams to. So. I was successful. Then as I was finishing writing my last 2 dreams I realized its the only time that when I remembered my dreams after waking that I remember from a first person point of view. Looking through my own eyes. I had always noticed my dreams in 3rd person. Watching myself. I’m taking that as a sign that I’m getting closer :) baby steps.

LINK

For anyone interested in taking their own dream journey this site proved me with the most and most helpful information.

The Beginnings.

My name is Lauren and this is my recorded journey to lucid dreaming.
Right now I am on an iPod due to broken computer so let me apologize right now for any auto correct issues or other typos over the next few posts. I’ll try not to let the I convince of typin on this keyboard to hinder the detail of my accounts.
I am making this blog for 3 reasons: 1 I believe it will help propel into lucidity. 2 I think it will be neat to have a recorded history of this journey I have begun and 3 perhaps someone will come upon it and it will help them with their own “inception” or inspire them to try.
I learned about lucid dreaming months ago but it wasn’t until a few weeks ago that I decided that I REALLY wanted it. Before I go any further, I’ll quickly explain what lucid dreaming is [for more detailed/accurate definition or description, consult the google gods] Lucid dreaming is a state of being where you are aware you are dreaming. You are conscious of this fact thus making your deals seem. Erg real. And once you’re dreaming and aware of it, you are only limited by your imagination on what you do.
I remembered something I read when I first learned about it about doing reality checks. By asking yourself if you are dreaming, you form a habit and it will carry on into your dream life. When you can answer yes to that question, your awareness will be awoken. My boyfriend at the time thought I was insane asking myself constantly if I was dreaming. Looking back now I think my biggest issue was I didn’t understand exactly what I was doing so therefore I could not believe in what exactly the result would be. Since then, I’ve read some tips and techniques and watched a few videos and I feel as prepared knowledge wise as I can be.
Lately I’ve been keeping a dream journal to improve memory recall [a MUST to fall into lucidity according to everything I’ve read] I am happy to report it is working. I feel a slow but noticible improvement on my memory of dreams when I wake up.
I must say thank you to a few of my friends who have to put up with waking in the morning to strange texts from me at odd hours of the night with seemingly gibberish. I found this to be the most efficient way to jog down enough main points that I KNOW I won’t forget later on what I was talking about before going back to sleep. They are usually incoherent to anyone except me. But that’s all that matters. Since the phone is always next to me and it has a handy light built into it I don’t need to fumble for pencil and paper and burn my corneas by turning on a harsher light.
Then when I am waking up for good I review my nonsense and write it out in more intelligible sentences. I am proud to announce that today I have realized my first improvement. My first noticible baby step. After 6 entries and 14 dreams, I’ve realized for the first time since I can remember I’ve been seeing words in my dreams. First time was a sentence on a fortune cookie piece of paper where I was playing charades and had to act it out. The other [last night] was a text from a man from my past who called me a word that I recognized as meaning “a women addicted to causing trouble”. Both cases I don’t remember what exactly they said upon awakening though I remember reading them clearly. The sentence had the word good in it and the word I was called started with a C and had an X somewhere around halfway through it. And I’m almost sure there was a “tall letter” like an L or an H somewhere before the X. The second ecoursgment was the other night I clearly heard a song as I rode down an escalator in a cardboard box with a black homeless man [disclaimer: I’m not racist. I love black people. Had to include this for you overly sensitive people] The song was Waiting for the End by Linkin Park. I havent heard this song for quite a while. It isn’t even in my iTunes. But there it was in my dream.
I have never had dialogue or faces or anything for that matter be as clear as those words and hearing that song one from my dreams before.
And that’s it for this post. On the rare chance someone that is reading this that I didn’t directly refer here [even you guys if you want] wanna ask a question please by all means. Don’t hesitate.