Aloha, Paul!

Your dream of finding a duplicate pair of glasses reminds me of Stephen's multiplying contacts -- which reminds me of another example, from my own experiences, of the dream's potential for elaboration. In some of my lucid dreams, I've attempted to remove my clothes, only to find another shirt 'neath another shirt 'neath another shirt 'neath another shirt. Fortunately, my dream lovers tend to be of rather patient dispositions! It took a few dreams before I learned that the most effective way to deal with this type of situation is to simply shift my focus. This is where certain variations on the hand-rubbing technique can be especially fun. ;)

Sweet, elaborate, lucid dreams to all, Keelin

Keelin, Hi!

Instead of shifting your focus, seems like you should have just removed your shift! (lol)

Yes, it does remind me of Stephen's draem, now that you mention it. Brief as the draem was, it definitely was one of the eeriest experiences I've had. And a great draem sign. The next time I make a spectacle of myself (hah hah), I'll remember that I'm draeming.

-Paul

p.s. This has been a test of your emergency awareness system. Did you catch it?

It's Thursday night. Have you told anyone the story of Mushkil Gusha and handed out dates?

ALOHA, KALANI SURREALITY TEST SURVIVORS!

Glad to see some of you (apparently) here. Thanks, KI-LIN for helping us all stay in touch. I suspect several more of you out there have had lucid dreams since you returned to the Mainland. Case in point, Sarah, aka MARTHA THEMAS, just recounted in the Stanford class an exhilarating lucid dream she had on the first night back. Maybe she'll share it with the rest of the group if we ask? Nicely?

Fabulous dream, Jane! Not just a perfect dreamsign, but a means of stabilizing lucidity and liberating your dream self to be ... JANET LUVANY! (could that be the same ... ANNA LUVYJET?). Think of it as a costume. The dream's the thing: reincarnation without the messy fleshy carnage, and Sing, Sisters, Sing!

OK, Paul, had this been an actual emergency, of course we would have noticed ... something? What I want to know is who does PLUTO ARTISA play in Sandland? A TOURIST PAL? A RAPIST LOUT?! A PURIST ALTO? A PO ALTRUIST? Or the loose, but lucid®, lead guitar for ASTRAL POTUI!? Draem On!

Moving right along... The mesmerizing CYBELE LETHE, a goddess wearing an Angel's Trumpet in her hair (Really!), makes an unforgettable entrance: "Okay I'm on the forum" ... 'Is this thing ON?' ;) And to all of you for making DAAK '03 the wonderful experience it was...

MAHALO NUI LOA!

Gene Rebelspath

Yes, Keelin I am still lucid. I have a picture of you with your evil glowing string. I made a duplicate just for you.

And Paul--House For Sale Beautiful Rock Garden.

And Mr Rebelspath... I made an entrance... Everything I do is unforgetable

OK, Stephen, please answer this question, about the pictures with the slowly changing features that none of us noticed.

If we cannot perceive that which does not change or changes very gradually, how is it that we can see the parts of the pictures that didn't change? Why aren't still objects invisible?

Seems like a contradiction.

-Paul

aloha surviving dreamers! I am currently surviving moving to a new apartment. Which seems right now more taxing than nudies on the lawn. but what a fabulous new place I have! very dreamy today my friend and I are doing some photography of ourselves dressed as men. I'll post some of these photos for those interested in seeing me as a man. perhaps you will think it's a dreamsign? or a ding smear? I miss all you dream friends! and where is our favorite swede? has he abandoned us? did he think americans were just too strange? come back joon! jane

Paul- I don't think Stephen said we COULD NOT perceive or COULD NOT see the slow changes...simply that we DID NOT notice them because the change was so slow. I believe his point was that slow gradual change goes unnoticed because we see what we are used to seeing or what we THINK we have always seen.

At least that is what I "perceived" to be the point. I am sure that if I am mistaken Dr LaBerge will correct me.

Lee

STILL LIFE: EVERYTHING WE SEE IS CHANGED

Given the demonstrations we saw at Kalani of our failure to perceive slowly changing features of a scene as such, Paul astutely wonders how we can see objects that do not change at all. Shouldn't still objects be invisible? In fact, research indicates that THEY ARE! When images are fixed in the same position on our retinas, either as after-images or by using special technology that exactly compensates for eye-movements, after several seconds the images fade out of consciousness. They then re-appear in a curiously fragmentary fashion, and fade again. This central habituation may be a cause of dream objects becoming increasingly bizarre when we focus our attention on the any particular bit of dream stuff.

Why doesn't this happen in ordinary perception? Because our eyes normally never are completely still. Micro-tremors keep the image on the retina jiggling about, which allows us to see them. Strange but true. Well, mostly true, anyway. ;)

I am sure that if I am mistaken, Lee will have the notoriously strict Dr LaBerge correct me. AND, in turn, I expect that Dr Grablee will be happy to "correct" Cybele, too, if the opportunity arises.

Aloha! Herb Spleengate

To Herb Spleengate or Ethan Speelberg. I'm a little slow on the take. When I saw the later name on the questionaire on Wed., I thought maybe you were making some sarcastic remark at Speelberg's choice to use Ethan Hawke in most of his movies. (which I don't think is true) Then I read your first entry and thought who the hell is Martha Themas? I fantasized that she was some genius of the 19th century. I thought if I replied by asking, you'd tell me to look her up on the web. That was my plan until I read your last entry. Ohhhh. I get it. Okaaaay. So my lucid dream the night I got back? It was my first DILD or dildo as I now call them. (not quite the real thing but still exciting) I was so surprised when I realized I was lucid that all I could do was jump up and down and yell "I'm lucid, I'm lucid!" I kept moving around so as not to lose it, but since I didn't have a plan it slipped away. It's wierd that I couldn't think on the spot. I thought I was pretty good at that in waking life, at making use of whatever my environment offers. But maybe it's like my first experience skydiving: All the training and preparation went out the window (so to speak) as I went into immediate brain lock. I suppose I'll calm down with more experience. Thank god for static lines. Can you believe I'm sitting here writing this at 10pm on a Saturday night. No wonder I'm single. I really miss each and every person from the workshop. I've managed to write about 8 people. I can't figure out the phenomenon of why it's so hard to be back here. I guess there are so many reasons, that added together make up one big bummer to be back. Before I left I thought I had a damn good life. I didn't know it could get better. What an amazing group of people you all are! Thank you Steven for bringing us all together. I will cherish that experience forever. Still glad you ordered me to get with the online program?

Herb Spleengate- That's what I meant to say. However, I have learned my lesson...never answer a question that wasn't directed to you. Cybele.

Sarah- Who the heck is Martha Themas? And by the way it's 11:30pm and I'm sitting here on a Saturday night. So you aren't the only one.

Greg Blaphenets, hDP

Thank you for your repose to my preponderance. My equestrians have now been unsworded.

wordswordswordswordswordswordswordswords...

-Patula Trois, DM

Aloha everybody!

Congratulations on your lucid dreams, whatever you call them...

Jane, i also wonder where the hell i am. Feels like waking up from a wonderful dream, unable to prolong it.

Everything is all dreamlike here in sweden, havent seen a single nudist! (but maybe they are just standing very very still...), hell even the trees have covered themselves up here.

I dont know what to say about the strangeness of all you americans, maybe i would need something sane to compare with; i tell you if i happen to stumble upon something like that;)

by the way, all my cd´s sounds like crap after listening to you two. Tell me if you record some of the songs.

gotta go, think i heard the sound of the "food-horn"... but wait a minute...

take care, all of you, jon nissensloften toften

Jane, my inner translator american escaped me, would you like to translate this to the rest of the group?;)

Drömmar, bara dreams, inget som finns, men ibland tydligare än allt annat. Sånger, bara songs, inget som syns, men ibland tydligare och mer värmande än allt annat. Syster säger med värme, "gula grisar äter skit", kanske är det sant, i dont know. Träd som blommar bland blommande blommor, sprider dofter som inte syns, men ibland är verkligast av allt. Palmer som under natten byts ut mot björkar och furor, lyser även i ny skepnat vänligt gröna, och syns, ibland tydligare än allt annat. Kalani, denna underliga plats, med så mycket värme, fortfarande i hjärtan och drömmande sinnen, ännu i minnet av wonderful Oneironauts. Samma moon och sol, men ändå så annorlunda. Där borta, där drömmar får liv, för en stund, och for ever.

Wonderful days (and nights) of Love and Light to all drömmare, jiuon strolten hoften

Translation from the halv svensk:

My services have been called upon to translate Jon's posting, as he sometimes lapses into Swedish, forgetting that Annabelle and I are the only other Swedish speakers. So for you non-svensks, here's what he had to say:

He had a dream that some Finns came to his house and offered him bland Finnish food. They sang some songs, hung around a while and bored him. Then they started to perform a skit about a grizzly bear, but he doesn't know exactly what it was about. A very blonde woman from the island (possibly me?) leaned on a palm tree and looked furious. She said she was very skeptical about the Finns. Suddenly we were all at Kalani in our underpants, feeling proud to be such wonderful oneironauts. when he awoke, the moon was full and he could see it out his window. He knew he would always remember the wonderful time he had at kalani.

such are swedish dreams! jane

Thank you for the translation Jane, you may have been very damn close to what i wrote;) I enjoyed the reading, and you where wery accurate in one thing, Kalani memorys surely will remain.

such are half-swedes translations;), take care, jon

Aloha, everyone!

I had a wonderful lucid dream this morning. Thought I'd share it. I awoke at 5 am, put on my NovaDreamer, and practiced the Tibetin "White Dot" technique. Relaxation, seven abdominal breaths, eleven affirmations, and focus on a white dot between the eyes, all as in Stephen's book (I think I got it right.) Next thing I knew I was standing up, feeling awake. Was I dreaming? It was all dark gray, I couldn't see anything. Maybe, I thought, it's because I'm wearing my mask. But I wouldn't be standing up with my mask on, so I must be dreaming! I gave myself a spin, but it was more imaginary than real, and nothing happened. I remembered to try spinning with my whole body, arms outstretched. I felt the floor under me. My hands hit the walls and I bumped my legs on furniture as the dream scene of my bedroom appeared out of the fog, clear as daylight.

Now I determined to put some of Kalani's lessons to the test. I walked to my desk. A pad with writing was lying there. I started to read "Aware of cnkjdowj a;lkjfporew". Hmmm. Then I read again "Awaked mkdlkjuc kjv.." Well, that's one test down. I walked to my bedside table and picked up my digital clock. It said 8:AM. Not 8:00, but 8:AM. My clock doesn't display letters. Test two completed (interestingly, it probably really was about 8 AM). Now I was certain I was dreaming, so I walked to the window, stepped up on the sill, and flew out. A tall tree was ahead. I flew to and landed like a bird on a high branch, and sat there, pondering my options.

One thing I wanted to try was dream meditation. I leapt from the branch and drifted down to the ground, which transformed to a hardwood floor in an ancient temple. I could smell incense. I floated in the lotus position, closed my eyes, began to drift. After a minute I had the feeling I was going to fall asleep and wake up. I sprang upright. The temple was gone. I was in an alley in a city. I flew up to the edge of the roof of the nearest brick building, grabbing onto the lip of the roof, and allowed gravity. I hung by my fingertips. I wanted to know what would happen if I let myself fall, since I'm afraid of falling. I let go, accelerating to the concrete below. As I hit, which was painless, I had a feeling of merging with the ground, then I was standing, intact. Cool!

I flew up and down city streets. I was in a city canyon. Below the street was busy with pedestrians and traffic. I alit and walked along with some folks. We chatted, but I can't recall exactly what about. Sounds were garbled. I rose back into the air. Just then my NovaDreamer went off. I recognized it immediately. Flashing red lights so intense my eyes hurt, and beeping. I recalled exactly how many flashes to expect and I counted them off--42 exactly at 1 per second. Time really is the same in the dream state. I felt so giddy I began doing cartwheels in the air, basking in the red light of my ND.

When it stopped I was again in the gray. I tried spinning, but without any floor, or furniture to hit, I couldn't really get the feeling. I rubbed my hands. Things got a little clearer. I patted down my body and legs. The dream reappeared just where I had left off. I decided to go off into space, so I aimed up. The sky was cloudless blue. Instead of rising as I expected, a wind came up and began moving me down the street. It became hurricane force by degrees (increasing as I focused on it?). Other dream characters were moving with me at incredible speed. The city terrain blew by in a blur. We were like kites. I didn't fight, just went along for the ride. It soon began to calm as I focused on a less urban and more quiet suburban scene. A bridge over a small river, a few cars at an intersection, lots of trees. I recognized the scene somehow. I flew down and joined some people in a car. We talked. The car radio was on, and I heard NPR's "Radio Reader" show. I knew that it was my real alarm clock going off, since I listen to the show every morning. Just then my ND fired off again, but more remotely this time. Before I knew it, I was waking up. My clock said 8:15. "Radio Reader" was indeed on the air, and my mask was flashing. Rats!

That's it. I didn't have time to record it in my journal, so I wrote it all here, at work. Don't want to lose any of it. Sorry about the length. Anyway, I got some cool experiments done.

Happy dreams! -Paul

Paul, Wow, what a dream! That is really incredible that you managed such lucidity and remembered to do so many of the tests! I like that when you tried to read writing, the words were "aware" and "awake". congratulations on such a great lucid dream. has your frequency increased since dream camp? jane

Jane, aloha!

Nope. Other than a false awakening on the plane, this is the first LD since camp. I'm really impressed by the "White dot" technique Stephen describes in his book. It sure produced. You might give it a try sometime. What tickled me was my clock reading 8:AM, I thought that was just hilarious!

Nice to hear from you.

-Paul,

Paul-

What a great dream. I love the writing and the clock check.

This morning I woke up at 6:00 am. Since I had decided to sleep in this morning until 9:00am I put my Nova Dreamer on and began to focus on dreaming.

At one point during my dream I noticed big red/orangish circles on my sheets and comforter. I remember thinking "What the hell is that?". I even felt the fabric. It didn't feel odd. In fact it was almost as if the dstrange circles were projected onto the sheets. I then decided to rip off the sheets and do laundry. (yes, even in my dreams I am a neat freak) Now it didn't occur to me until after I woke up and began writing my dream that perhaps what I was seeing was indeed a mutated Nova Dream light. Thinking back on the last few dreams I have had the color 'reddish orange" has appeared in two other dreams. Never as flashing lights but in other forms.

Next time I see that color I will do a reality check.

Lee

Whow Paul, WHOW! Quite some control you had there!

Dream On! jon

Lee, Aloha!

Yep, orange circles on the sheets sounds just about right; that sneaky little NovaDreamer! I'm hoping that now that I've seen the cue in a lucid dream (finally!), the cue will be more actual in the future. One can always hope...

Dreaming about doing the laundry. Hmmm...when you're done yours, maybe...

House for sale: Lavalor blinds! Open House Sunday!

Jon, yeah, what a trip! Hope to have lots more just like it!

-Paul

Aloha, Dreamers!

Wow, Paul! Very impressive! What will you try next time? I notice you didn't bother with another light experiment. ;) BTW, I'm searching for another special dream bulb like the one we had at Kalani to send you.

And Jon (and Jane), great dream -- underpants and all! ;)

And Lee, glad to hear you are still lucid -- but where are you? I'm waiting for you to show up at the House for Sale Feng Shui Tested! Bring your laundry for steam cleaning.

Brilliant Dreams to all you wild oneironauts, Keleni

Paul-- Open House Sunday....I mean everyday (you made me smile!)

Keelin- Very witty. you beat me to the Feng Shui part but I loved the steam cleaning. You still haven't shown up in yet in my dreamland. Stephen had a brief cameo appearance but no Keelin.

aloha No lucid dreams here since the one about kalani. I've been moving and on the road ever since hawaii though, and won't have a chance to really settle down until next weekend, so perhaps my sleeping is a little strange. although.. there are plenty of dreamsigns, so no excuses. today I am headed to my brother's farm (I'm in Oklahoma) to see the family and photograph some chickens. No, not a dreamsign. I really do photograph chickens. Aha! I just remembered as I was typing, that I did dream about Kalani last night! We were all there, or approximations of us, and I had the idea to hire a giant van and find a white beach. There was so much unnecessary confusion though. I'm afraid we never found it. All you lucky people in California , you don't know how good you have it to be near the ocean. I'm off now! good dreams to all! Or dog smears all around! jane

Jane,

Just a few chicken scratches to wish you a successful shoot (They shoot chickens, don't they? Great movie title!)

Last night I dreamed I was teaching a group of guys how to project their astral doubles. They didn't get it. What a bunch of dummies!

Paul

Aloha, Keelin!

I've just read your post to Owen, and I think I'd like to see for myself what's behind the dream scene by ripping through the dream fabric. Maybe I'll just step right on through into the Nothing. If I don't come back, though, please send the dream EMT's to fetch me out.

Paul

Aloha, Lee!

I had a thought (Oh no!). Get yourself some orange frisbees, or other circular items, lay them out on your bed, and meditate on them as you practice recognizing that you're dreaming. Seems to me that if someone has an actually reproducible dreamsign, this might be a useful technique to condition the mind to recognize it. I don't know if something like this has been tried, since most dreamsigns probably are impossible to reproduce in wake time. What do you think? (ps: I'm being serious here.)

Paul

Aloha, Paul!

But maybe there's no "Nothing" to step into? Maybe it's all the ONE? A sort of mobius fabric with no other side? So, even if you go there you will always be here. A bit like the cartographer's saying which I have (mentally) tattooed in a delicate italic script 'round my navel, "Wherever you go, there you are."

Happy travels to you and Jane! Eel Kin

Keelin,

Ah, but I can prove that I'm not here! Ready?

I'm not in New York. I'm not in Paris. I'm not in Los Angeles. So, if I'm not in any of those places, I must be someplace else!

And if I'm someplace else, I'm not here. Q.E.D.

Paul

Paul, You may be on to something there, it´s the same for me when i think about it, i´m not here either!!

Beautyful logic...;)

jon

Aloha to all! I'm now in oklahoma visiting Annabelle. It's much hotter here than in Hawaii, and no rain. but we're having a great time. We're having a pie party tonight and teaching all the guests the hula and the chant we learned. I wish you all could join us. I dreamed all night that I was supposed to be receiving therapy from stephen, but I couldn't stay awake. I kept dozing off, and then my contact lenses began to multiply and grew too large for my eyes. surely I should have known this already established dreamsign. I guess I havent' been doing my reality checks. but it's rather hard to do them here. life at annabelle's is so surreal anyway. jane

Aloha, Lee!

First sighting last night! ;) We were seated at a table with other vaguely defined retreat participants. Stephen was there too, and when I gave the back of his neck a gentle squeeze, he said "DA BA." "I knew you'd say that!" I responded. But DUH! After all, exactly who was writing this script? Ok, next time I see Lee.... It's not at all odd that Stephen would say such a thing, so I can't really count that as a dreamsign. ;)

Paul & Jon: Here or there -- I'm with you! And how I wish we were all back at Kalani.

Jane & Annabelle: Hula On! Will you teach us another song?

Abundant aloha to all, Keelin

Jane,

Let's see if I remember...

Hai kimumu keke Hai keke pahoihoi ke Wela i luna oi Halemaumau ke Wela i luna oi Halemaumau ke

Or something to that effect.

Aloha and pleasant dreams Paul

Jon,

Indeed, only the simplest minds could hope to grasp the beauty of this flawless logic.

Beach monkeys, for example.

Any lucid dreams, guy?

Paul

Keelin,

Last night I also dreamed about Stephen. We were walking somewhere, to work I think. He had a white shirt and tie on. He said he was cleaning up his act. I should have known it was a dream immediately.

Paul

Aloha all Anna and I successfully trained a hula group last night in our backyard. It was most beautiful and strange. Good dream Paul! That's the most striking dreamsign I've heard yet.

No new songs lately. We're working on one about our grandfather who we recently discovered was given away when he was just five years old, resulting in a lifetime of low self-esteem that was then transmitted to subsequent generations. It's called "old man, can you remember?"

got a call from Cathy yesterday! what a great group we all were! jane

Warm faraway ALOHA to you dreamers. I thought this thread would be a nice warm tropical place to jump back into the fold. It sounds as if you had a lovely time in Paradise.

Someday I really MUST arrange my life so joining you all in person comes to pass!

All best wishes, the returning Reverie

Keelin,

Had a great dreamsign last night. I dreamed I went into my bathroom, and noticed that the shower curtains were reversed. The lighter plastic one was outside of the tub, the decorative curtain inside. I stood there, wondering how this switch happened, for quite some time. Although I didn't become lucid (Next time I will!), I observed after waking that at least I did not invent some illogically logical explanation either, such as elves or alien invaders or an error by my housekeeper (I don't have one.) I know I was close. MISSED IT BY THAT MUCH! I think this is progress.

Keep on keepin' on, Paul

Hey Paul! That's a great dreamsign. Next time you'll get it, for sure.

Getting past the Exotic Explanation Mode is especially promising.

Also, I think the mere fact of really noticing and examining something such as a shower curtain for more than a fleeting moment speaks to a certain level of awareness... an improvement over the more everyday (everynight) plodding along. This is encouraging news...

cheering you on, reverie

Reverie,

Thanks for the encouragement!

By the way, what a great name for a dreamer! Reverie!

Paul

I'm consistently impressed by the encouragement and comaraderie in these forums...

Hi Paul,

Indeed you were that close -- and it is great progress! I'd surely have gone with the elves on that one, considering how they delight in reversing things for a merry prank. And while the dream you describe may have held only this singular, tiny oddity, it is amazing how sometimes the subtlest anomaly can suddenly snag our awareness antenna even as huge dreamsigns continue to float by. Reminds me of an occasion in which I stood next to a long-ago lover (oh my!), looking out my bedroom window to the Sea (a room with a view?) and didn't think anything odd in the least until something VERY subtle caught my eye. Ah! Sometimes it just takes a while for the light to go on. Speaking of which, I found a lightbulb like the one from DreamCamp and will send it to you this weekend. May it illuminate all the wondrous realms for you!

Aloha, Keelin

Keelin,

It goes immediately into my bedside lamp, a reminder of a recent rare experience in a distant and magical land!

Mushkil Gusha bless thee, Paul

Since my return from Kalani I have had dreams about being with a group in some big camp like setting. It is not Kalani, but sometimes in Hawaii. It isn't the dream group--one time it was the FBI. Dr LaBerge has appeared in several (you would think that the person who won the "Remembering" game would remember that when I see him I'm dreaming) And last night I was in Hawaii and there was a Peanuts Special. Charlie Brown was going to meet Pele. This isn't the first time the Peanuts gang has showed up in my dreams. Once in High School I had a dream that Snoopy was going to marry Woodstock. Everyone insisted that Snoopy was a female. I kep telling everyone Snoopy was a male. The next time I see Dr LaBerge or any of the Peanuts Gang I will remember to remember I am dreaming. Is anyone else still dreaming about being with a group or Kalani?

Aloha, Island Oneironauts!

Lee: Why doesn't it surprise me that you'd be dreaming of some kind of nuts on an island with Pele there for the roasting?

The first few nights home from the retreat, I too had dreams of dreamers and Hawaii. But lately (actually since that initial sighting of you & Stephen) I've not encountered anyone from our group -- which surprises me. No geckos to salute. No red-spotted frogs to kiss. No beach monkeys to dance with. Even Stephen has been missing -- not to mention odd Stephen ;). But I expect it won't be long before treasured memories come 'round again and unfold on new Dreamland beaches. Till then I'll take my delight in daydreams of you all.

Abundant aloha! Keelin

PS: Lee & Paul: House For Sale Rock Bottom Price!

Lee,

Last night I had a Kalani dream. I recognized you and several others, including a Stephenoid character who was indeed running the show. I remember I was considerably frustrated that in spite of the course and years of effort, I still could not have lucid dreams at will. A case of dream imitating life!

I have come to the point where I am deciding to withdraw from further forum involvement, not to return until I have learned to dream lucidly at will, if possible. So far I have not increased my frequency, for all the MILDing, prospective memory work, reflection-intention etc. that I do. Much as I enjoy these discussions (Can you tell?), it's pretty much an academic exercise if I'm not really getting anywhere in practice. Does that make any sense?

I will be in touch via e-mail. I am still interested in the CD.

Paul

Oh, Dear Paul,

How can it possibly make sense for you to withdraw from the Forum? Unless you're using the PILD technique (P for Punishment), it seems a sad and misguided choice indeed! For doesn't this discussion site provide a place where we can all share our frustrations as well as our accomplishments, and both give and receive encouragement and valuable feedback? Considering that we are all here to learn from each other, why limit your resources?

A question: Have all of your lucid dreams been completely spontaneous? If not, then you have already had some lucid dreams "at will". So in fact you already know how to do it, and the goal is more related to frequency, right?

With warm aloha, Keelin

Keelin

It's not about LD frustration per se. I woke up this morning from the dream I mentioned with the feeling that if I spent more time doing the practical work and doing it consistently and correctly, and less time babbling about it, I might make more progress. I think I was experiencing dream residue when I wrote the note above. I was dreaming about lucid dreaming, but not actually lucid dreaming (I really hate it when that happens!), which is a lot like talking the talk without walking the walk. I was feeling like less talk and more walk was called for.

However, feelings aren't facts, as they say, and also fade...thankfully.

Thanks so much for caring!

Paul

Paul-

I care. Stay.

I understand the fustration. Al my Lucid Dreams have been Dream Induced. My goal is as yours to be lucid at will.

I'll email you real soon.

Lee

PS Keelin- Loved the rock bottom prices.