It was a 6-story building. Still under-construction, no walls, only the floor and the ceiling. I was on the terrace, on my bike – Royal Enfield Thunderbird.
The ceiling was sloping down, there were no walls to the terrace and I found myself at the edge of this slope, squeezing the front disc brakes so hard that my knuckles were shaking with the effort.
The brakes were the only thing stopping the bike from going over the edge and taking me down with it.
I was at the edge of death, barely holding the bike, couldn’t let go of the brakes nor move this 350 kg (700 pound) bike back up the slope, it was just too heavy and too close to the edge.
What a place to be in!
I was terrified, helpless, weakening. A few people were on the construction site at ground level, but I had to shout to get their attention.
The situation was so precarious that I could not even shout, the first time I tried, the vibrations in my voice and body threatened the delicate “balance of life” being played out on the terrace. There would be no one to help me!
This was it. My strength was failing.I was going to fall to my death.
But this was impossible. How can I die?
Then I woke up i.e I became conscious/self-aware in the dream. I became Lucid.
As soon I realized that it was a dream, I just let go of the brakes.
And then I was falling. Time slowed down, everything was in slow-motion. But I was no longer a pawn in my dream, taking complete control – I started flying.
Flying and More
The feeling was exhilarating, every human being would love to experience it (at least in their dreams). After flying around, I tested my new-found powers in the dream.
Next target – going through walls. It felt weird going through solid walls, concrete in your face, but it worked.
I was flying through walls and found myself in an office. There were 2 pretty secretaries at their desks, time to use my new-found powers on them.
To cut short a long story, things became too exciting and I woke up from the dream. WoW!
The most interesting part of my life happens after I sleep. My “overt-the-top” “out-of-this-world” imagination plays out much to my delight.
This is my dream world.
We all dream 3-4 times in a night. But most folks don’t remember their dreams.
Some think that they don’t dream at all (or very rarely). Some assume that remembering dreams (or dreaming) is sign that you did not have a good night’s sleep.
I feel fortunate for recalling most of my dreams. I also remember a few dreams which happened 10 years ago.
But the best thing – Quite a few of my dreams are plain AWESOME!
Just remember that our dreams seem to be very real while we are in them, the emotions or the reality is real – fear, happiness, joy, surprise, anger. We experience these feelings to the fullest in our dreams.
All these dreams are nothing compared to having a Lucid dream. However vivid a dream appears to you, it is still a dream to you. It appears so real while you dream and then you wake up to reality.
Now imagine that you actually become conscious in your dream. You become aware that you are in a dream, while you are dreaming. This is becoming Lucid.
Once you become aware that you are dreaming, the dream can be controlled. Imagine doing, being anything you want in your dream world and experiencing it with all our senses heightened.
My First Lucid dream
My dream took me back in time by 20 years, to my home town, Vijayawada. I was right outside my house.
Somehow I became aware that it was a dream, maybe because the landscape was so different from the present day.
I remembered my facts about Lucid dream and I had to do a Reality Check.
So I willed myself to fly, and I was suddenly off the ground.
I landed 500 meters ahead. A short ride, but OMG I flew!
Then I woke up. Being in control felt so real and incredible. But if a dreamer gets over-excited they wake up, I guess that happened to me.