Just found an old document about lucid dreaming. I’d forgotten all about it, simply because I do not lucid dream anymore. I used to. When away in India and meditating daily, I found my dreams changed dramatically. I’d fall asleep and find myself literally flying. I could fly anywhere and the feeling of lifting off and flying all over the place was liberating. In those dreams, I was utterly alive and a feeling of joy and freedom flooded my being. I felt the same euphoria as (A.F., Bay City, Michigan) describes in paragraph one of the book excerpt posted below. When I stopped meditating daily, my lucid dreams stopped. Also long spells away from India and the guru, also rather took the shine off my dream-world. To truly lucid dream, one does have to be in a heightened state of awareness and fully focused on reaching a higher spiritual state. This is not easy to achieve by any means.
w York, 1990…
Here is a small excerpt from:
Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming
Stephen LaBarge, PH.D and Howard Rheingold. Ballantine Books. N.Y. 1990 – Lucid Dreaming
“I realized I was dreaming. I raised my arms and began to rise (actually, I was being lifted). I rose through the black sky that blended into indigo, to deep purple, to lavender, to white, then to very bright light. All the time I was being lifted there was the most beautiful music I have ever heard. It seemed like voices rather than instruments. There are no words to describe the JOY I felt. I was very gently lowered back to earth. I had the feeling that I had come to a turning point in my life and I had chosen the right path. The dream, the joy I experienced, was kind of a reward, or so I felt. It was a long, slow slide back to wakefulness with the music echoing in my ears. The euphoria lasted several days; the memory, forever.”
(A.F., Bay City, Michigan)
“I was standing in a field in an open area when my wife pointed in the direction of the sunset. I looked at it and thought, “How odd; I’ve never seen colors like that before.” Then it dawned on me: “I must be dreaming!” Never had I experienced such clarity and perception — the colors were so beautiful and the sense of freedom so exhilarating that I started racing through this beautiful golden wheat field waving my hands in the air and yelling at the top of my voice, “I’m dreaming! I’m dreaming!” Suddenly, I started to lose the dream; it must have been the excitement. I instantly woke up. As it dawned on me what had just happened, I woke my wife and said, “I did it, I did it!” I was conscious within the dream state and I’ll never be the same. Funny, isn’t it? How a taste of it can affect one like that. It’s the freedom, I guess; we see that we truly are in control of our own universe.”
(D.W., Elk River, Minnesota)
“One night I was dreaming of standing on a gentle hill, looking out over the tops of maples, alders, and other trees. The leaves of the maples were bright red and rustling in the wind. The grass at my feet was lush and vividly green. All the colors about me were more saturated than I have ever seen. Perhaps the awareness that the colors were “brighter than they should be” shocked me into realizing that I was in a dream, and that what lay about me was not “real.” I remember saying to myself, “If this is a dream, I should be able to fly into the air.” I tested my hunch and was enormously pleased that I could effortlessly fly, and fly anywhere I wanted. I skimmed over the tops of the trees and sailed many miles over new territory. I flew upward, far above the landscape, and hovered in the air currents like an eagle. When I awoke I felt as if the experience of flying had energized me. I felt a sense of well-being that seemed directly related to the experience of being lucid in the dream, of taking control of the flying.”
(J.B., Everett, Washington)
an excellent website on the subject of Lucid Dreaming.