Posted by Gekko
(here)
Hello, and thanks for the thread. I admit I've only read pieces here and there, but I wanted to share a lucid dream which I had a few nights ago. Possibly the very first I've had in which I was able to "test" myself and attempt to get my bearings.
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I'm walking through some kind of Russian mill town which is situated near the base of a volcano. The sky is very dark, covered by layers of rapidly moving clouds. I'm heading back to a commune of some sort where I have been staying a few nights.
I stop and look up at the volcano. The peak is covered in snow and I notice the beginnings of a sunrise, purple tinged with pink amid swirling smoke and darkness. A few times I see the sun poke out from behind the clouds, still veiled in black smoke rising. The words come to mind: "lavender sunrise". I vaguely make out a series of flags and cell phone towers dotting the peak, with blinking red lights. They're swaying in a violent wind. I am partly in awe of the sight, and partly uneasy considering the possibility of an avalanche.
When I reach the place where I'm staying/living, the dream becomes somewhat lucid. I'm not totally aware of my waking identity, but there is the understanding that this isn't "reality". I ask the people there questions (I don't remember what those first questions were) but they are reluctant to give me answers. I walk into an adjacent room where I see a closed door and a boiler on the far side of the room. Testing myself, I swing the door I had just passed through partly closed, blocking my view, and imagine that the boiler won't be there when I look again. When I look, the boiler has disappeared.
Excited, I walk back into the main room, and as I do, I become aware of a nagging sensation in my REAL (waking) leg. I have a vague understanding that if I move the leg I would wake up and the dream would end. Since I already dreamed of this place many times during the night, I feel it important to ask them what its meaning was and why I'm here. Again, they seem reluctant but just as they're about to answer, my leg moves and I wake up.
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I find it fascinating that lucid dreaming (or this dream, at least) seems to occur in a delicate intermediate space between waking and deep sleep. Similar to what I experience as hypnagogia, but deeper in the sense of having imagery and characters, rather than the symbolic internal dialogue which usually happens.