Lucid Intent? Yes Lucid Technique: MILD
This dream has been viewed 4072 times.Late evening time and I watch myself at a distance entering a large billowing Arabian tent. I as an Arabic man am dressed in lots of flowing colourful robes, the entire dreamscape has the ambiance of a romantic tale from the Orient.
Inside the tent I see a beautiful maiden sleeping on a bed of pillows near to one side of the tent, the maiden is deep in sleep and is dreaming heavily, I watch as she rolls gently in bed back and forth and rocks her head from side to side as if in the throws of some kind of intense dream.
I have entered the tent clutching a very small egg in my palm, when I kneel down besides the dreaming maiden I will the egg to grow in my palm. As I do this I sense that the maiden’s restless sleep is somehow linked to the eggs growth and that she too is willing the egg to grow from within her dream just as my own lucid dream will power is.
With our joint efforts the little egg begins to expand, it pulsates and grows in rapid jerks and spurts something like a stop motion animation until quite large when the egg seems to transport itself in an instant from my hands and sits upon a kind of pedestal like perch in the centre of the tent.
The egg which is now enormous like an ostrich or even a dinosaur’s egg suddenly begins to crack open to reveal a huge fully grown golden eagle. The magnificent bird gives an ear piercing shriek as if to announce its arrival.
Additional Comments:Thoughts: The above dream happened very early in the morning and to a certain degree I was quite conscious and fully aware that I was the one willing the egg to grow and develop. Saying that, the dream also seemed to be self regulating or autonomous too, details such as the sleeping maiden and the eagle that hatched out of the giant egg all seemed to have an inner life and direction of their own. This was quite a short dream but very rich in detail and ambiance and very positive too I felt.
Dream 1: The last Triumph – The dream starts off in black & white as if to emphasise the fact I am watching a scene from the past, I’m looking at an old worldly street in the industrial north of England. I witness the story of the first and original person to own a Triumph motorcycle dealership, the shop has been running for many decades but now that we are in the modern times the shop owner has decided to close for his retirement. The shop won’t be sold on or handed down for another person to run so this act represents something of an end of an era. The owner of the shop decides that the last of the original Triumph motorcycles that is left in the shop is to be given to his assistant mechanic for all of the hard work he has done over the decades. As the dream bleeds into full colour I think about the future and wonder if somebody will open up a new franchise and start to sell the newer and more modern Triumph motorcycles from the shop.
Dream 2: The German drowning detector – It is evening time and I find myself inside a large German supermarket that sells cheap but interesting helpful gadgets, I am accompanied by a few family members who are all wandering about browsing at the knick-knacks and doing their shopping. I see a man sat down who looks like a very elderly neighbour he has a tea cosy style hat on his head and three huge warts on his wrinkled face, I take out a gadget that I picked up in the store from one of the large display bins which appears to be a miniature swimming cap (far too small for a human) the miniature bathing hat seems either analogous to his own hat or somehow to his warts perhaps as a healing remedy of some kind. Later whilst browsing the store alone I find a metal gadget with gauge on it which is to be placed near to an outdoor swimming pool the strange device is an alarm which makes a high pitched whistling sound when somebody is drowning in the pool. The gadget seems like a great invention particularly for parents who want to leave their children outdoors playing in the pool whilst they are indoors, it’s so reasonably priced too so I decide to add it to my shopping basket (?).
Dream 3: Springboard to freedom – It is late night time and I find myself walking through a dark dense thick fir forest with a lady, we are being chased by two gangsters or sinister government like officials through the forest, perhaps not so much chased but forced to walk on ahead of them at a distance. We both decide to make a run for it and manage to momentarily give them the slip but they soon catch us up. I whip out a pistol from my back pocket and try to shoot them with a gun but I can’t get it to work, one of the men snatches the gun from me and mocks me for my stupidity at not being able to use the gun properly, it would appear there was some kind of button or catch I needed to press before being able to fire it. I tell the lady to quickly run for it and I quickly make a dash down through the forest to where a huge lake or reservoir of very calm moonlit water is. I tell the lady to jump as drowning and freezing to death in the water is far better than being shot, and with that I take a running jump and spring unusually high up into the air performing something of an Olympic twist very high in mid-air before splashing down in the lake. The water is so bitterly cold that I sense that I will be frozen to death and dead within a matter of seconds, a thought or realization which brings me great comfort.