This dream has been viewed 3452 times.This is beginning to be a regular Sunday morning ritual:
I listened to my husband wake up and start moving around the bedroom. Immediately, I heard a small buzz and felt my body begin to roll toward the edge of the bed. I tried to stop it for an instant, preferring to wait until I was alone (to reduce the chance of being woken up). Then I decided to just go with it. I reached the edge of the bed and started to fall over. I felt a momentary panic, a fear.....then I purposely let it go and relaxed. I fell over the edge and fell to the ground, hovering inches away from the floor instead of hitting it. I smiled to myself and took off flying.
My girlfriend Kathy was in the bedroom, I do not know why. She could see me, we had a short conversation after which I kissed her on the lips.
Shift and I was back in bed, the process starting over. This time I rolled off the edge of the bed and hit the floor. I stayed there for a few minutes, pondering....then I stood up and immediately started to fly around my bedroom. I was trying to remember where the windows were so I could go out, something about this made me a little nervous.....we've moved into a new home since I last was able to fly out a window and I wasn't sure what I would find out there. (In my old house, when I'd go out the window...it was always the same landscape out there, NOT the true corresponding landscape of my waking life...but it was consistent with itself) I flew out anyways, heading down the street. I couldn't really see anything, I felt like I was surrounded by a light fog glowing slightly yellow. I pronounced the words, "Clarity of Vision" with no success. Frustrated, I wished myself back home and there I was.
I could hear my daughter in the bathroom, I flew around the apartment for awhile, near the ceiling. I went into her bedroom, looking at the tops of doors and stuff, trying to find something to proof I'd actually been here. (There was a new big screen tv in her room....in the dream I wondered where she'd gotten the money to buy that...I should have used that cue to become truly lucid). I flew down and grabbed a religious medal from her table, surprised I could pick it up with my dream fingers. It was attached to a long silver chain, I carefully arranged both on the top of her bathroom door frame. Satisfied, I flew over to the other bathroom she was in and stood by the door. She turned to me and asked, "What are you doing?"
"You can see me?" I asked. She nodded, impatient with my silliness. I shrugged and went back into her bedroom, passing by a mirror. At first I didn't want to look into it, afraid of what I might see. I steeled myself and made myself look. I saw someone that doesn't exactly look like me, only vaguely. Dark smooth hair, narrow face, no glasses, rounded nose. (I have dark curling hair, glasses and a normal nose).
A switch and I started to dream some things, I recognized I was moving into normal dreams. There was a Monthy Python type sketch about bumbling policemen wandering around an abandoned building. Someone to my right said, "And then the Asians arrived." As soon as those words were spoken, a single file column of Asian men wearing floppy hats walked into the scene. I grinned, it was funny to change the dream like that....but I wondered why Asians? I was enjoying it the way it had been. I felt mildly irritated by the person next to me, I could not figure out his purpose in adding Asians to the scene. There were some words spoken by one of the policemen that seemed important in the dream. I was supposed to remember them, but of course I have forgotten.