brief lucidity, once again
This morning I was dreaming, and there was a very interesting moment in the dream. The dream had gone on for a while, and would still even after this moment, but when I woke up this was the first thing that I remembered.
I was in a vehicle with my lovely wife, starisea. It was almost like a Flinstones car, though, no motor or anything. As is usual in dreams it seemed perfectly natural to be in it, even though I have never in real life seen anything like it. There must have been some cue that I noticed, though, because I realized that I was dreaming.
"This is a dream." I said, and immediately the two of us shot up into the air, vehicle and all. I go lucid in dreams, sometimes, and almost always the first thing I do is fly. It is probably a bad habit because often the thrill of flying is so overwhelming that I forget I am dreaming again and so lose the lucidity.
We didn't stay airborne for long, and when we were back on the ground the vehicle was gone, and we were walking up the same bit of road instead.
I turned to starisea and said "I think that here in the dream, you are really you, at least in some small way, even if you don't remember it.'
She looked right at me and said 'No.'
I was taken aback. 'No?'
'There are things that happen to us in dreams that we would never want to happen to anyone that we know, or don't know.' she said.
'So it is all me here?' I asked.
She smiled, but I don't remember if she replied. I fell back into the dream...
I was in a vehicle with my lovely wife, starisea. It was almost like a Flinstones car, though, no motor or anything. As is usual in dreams it seemed perfectly natural to be in it, even though I have never in real life seen anything like it. There must have been some cue that I noticed, though, because I realized that I was dreaming.
"This is a dream." I said, and immediately the two of us shot up into the air, vehicle and all. I go lucid in dreams, sometimes, and almost always the first thing I do is fly. It is probably a bad habit because often the thrill of flying is so overwhelming that I forget I am dreaming again and so lose the lucidity.
We didn't stay airborne for long, and when we were back on the ground the vehicle was gone, and we were walking up the same bit of road instead.
I turned to starisea and said "I think that here in the dream, you are really you, at least in some small way, even if you don't remember it.'
She looked right at me and said 'No.'
I was taken aback. 'No?'
'There are things that happen to us in dreams that we would never want to happen to anyone that we know, or don't know.' she said.
'So it is all me here?' I asked.
She smiled, but I don't remember if she replied. I fell back into the dream...