I Am A Lucid Dreamer

Yes, I confess, and all the "experts" I have heard are so off base.



I started, wow, probably in my late teens. First let me tell you what the experience is like, because I watched "Inception," and it is NOT like that. I called it, "dream a dream" and I never told my partner of 31 years about it until after it stopped. It stopped the same year I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. Why did I keep it a secret? I never heard or read about anyone else "doing" it, sooo...must be bad, right?



I never slept normally for, wow, maybe 20 years. (Sounds so weird now.) I was not asleep. I knew I was awake, but I controlled my dream as if I were an actor/director in a movie. The characters were the same for at least a decade, they started as children, grew to adults. Occasionally I would check my clock to see how much time I had left, living that life, until I had to get up for school or work or whatever. Getting back to my dream a dream was crucial--it was my other life, just as real and rich in detail as my regular life. I was never tired or sick. I did not nap. (In fact I have never napped until I moved to my current assisted living home, and that is due to caregiver schedules. You see, my mother napped RELIGIOUSLY and I prayed to God when I was 10 that if I EVER started napping like her---strike me dead. Maybe she dream a dreamed too...I'll never know.)



With all the talk about it in the news lately, I am starting to think about it, and I am sure my thoughts will take some time. I was hoping some expert would come out and explain it---NOT. At least not MY experience. I would love to read that killer's dream journal, though how one could write it all down is beyond me--there would be no time for a life. I find it now, now that I can no longer DO it, fascinating. When I finally told my partner, she was "dumbfounded." (I just asked her what she was, that is her description.)



There is another "lucid sleep" situation that I think I have posted about that is similar, if only in its inexplicablness.(?) When I began my job at the U S Postal Service as a mail zip code keyer (it had another name, but I can't think of it, my brain will while I sleep...hmmm) my co-workers talked about all they did after work. I was flummoxed! Our shift was 6AM-3AM, when did they sleep? They told me that they slept on the job. O-KAY-EEE



The job was sitting at a machine that zipped letters past you at a very rapid pace and you had to see the state or zip code, then key the correct code for that carrier. We had to memorize all the states and codes before we got the job and pass the speed test. HOW could one sleep on the job?! Well, within a week, I did that job fully asleep (OK, THEN I slept!) -- now PLEASE will some expert explain that to me? We all did it. And no, we did not make mistakes, except for those who would have awake. Riddle me that.



Like my psychic experiences, people can't believe me unless they know me. My peeps here might, because, well if you don't believe me by now...well, I suppose you could just be curious about how crazy I will get. I think this is the last crazy you will hear. I think I have now shared every drop of weird, well, except for some of my job experiences, I digress.



Eyes wide open, sending message to brain that was in some part deep sleep (no REMs?), fingers hitting right keys---all the communication going on! Yet, something was sound asleep.

The dream a dream seems more like a mild induced coma state. I mean, my body was sleeping normally, unmoving during MUCH activity in the dream a dream. Did I "tap" into a part of the brain that allows this lucid dreaming? There were never any real people in it, well, unless I went to a James Taylor concert or such. I often figured the male brain in female body thingy led to the dream a dreams. My life there was everything I wanted, but would never have in real life.

So now I wonder who else does this? Why is it so taboo? (I had lots of sex over the years but never masturbated--remember, I was ASLEEP.) Maybe some secret society discusses it. I'll have to read the Internet about that. I haven't done it in so long, it is hard to remember details, though I remember a lot--names, houses I lived in, people's faces I knew. Oooo, weird.

Never any time but the current, no old west or life on Mars stuff, no Leave it to Beaver era, no ghosts, for days all I did was paint a house. If someone asked me, "Diane, have you ever painted a house?" I would say no without hesitation, even though I did it to detail in my dream a dream. As I have said, I KNEW I was dreaming the whole time and I knew the difference between dreams and reality. (I wonder...if I get Alzheimer's, will I think some of it was real? I still have the memories.)

OK, so anybody else every experience this over years?