I was in one top bunk, she was in the other top bunk. She telepathically taught me a meditation. I think I laid face down, and with her help, began to see a tunnel extend from my face downard into the earth, and into an underground sea. Everything was staticy and hazy but eventually cleared. I moved down this tunnel and entered into a very deep meditative state.

I don't remember exactly all that happened down there. I came back and she began rattling off all kinds of things, like direction and instructions. It included benefits of this meditation, one thing was the filling of your body with qi and becoming one with the universe. She looked at me and said "you can walk barefoot outside or anywhere and your feet will never get hurt, by anything." I asked her why she was acting like this, and she said that she was about to fulfill her destiny and move her consciousness into the earth and begin healing from there.

I said "does that mean you're about to die?" and she said "no, come look." She hopped out of bed and went to the foot of her bed where there was a half-sized attic door. She opened it and there was a closet sized room that was a few feet lower than the small bedroom. She climbed in and so did I. I think the room had earth walls, with the exception of one corner which had brick which I think was laid vertically, and the floor in that corner also had a place lined in that brick, all the brick looked like it had been charred a little bit, and very old.

She said "see?" I then thought that this must be some portal, so I got close to the brick part and didn't feel anything really, but telepathically she was confirming my concept. I felt that if I sat against that brick, I could do some very advanced meditation and de-materializing. She said "it took five months of practice before I figured that out."

We climbed through the tiny door and another person had entered the bedroom and climbed into my bunk and already had his eyes closed. He was a soldier. She said "don't worry, just sleep in my bunk with me." I offered to sleep on the floor, and she said it would seriously be no problem. I climbed up to her bunk with her, and told her I loved her. She didn't respond. As I drifted to sleep, I reviewed the dream consciously and insisted that I remember it. I recalled the important points which I've written above. I began to have another dream.

I was walking down a sidewalk in the sunlight. I could feel all the cells in my body begin to vibrate and I began to feel lighter. I didn't know I was dreaming. And I was so shocked, because I remember from my dreams having this feeling before levitating, but I never thought it would happen in real life. As the feeling became overwhelming I began to try to "moon hop" where you fly for small distances, taking deliberate leaps. I was definitely doing it, I would float for maybe 12 feet each leap. As I came back to the ground each time, me feet became clumsy, not sure how hard to step, my toes would drag as though I'd stumble, but I'd push and float some more, and finally I just willed myself upwards, and began to truly fly. I always have this spot, at about 40 feet, where I panic a little, and wonder if I shouldn't go too high, in case this ability disappears all at once, but I always push through it, and just fly.

I woke up, the final time. Realizing that I needed to remember the previous dream, and took the short flying dream as a good omen.

Awesome.

I have this awesome watch that encodes the time every minute into a configuration of tiny blue dots, so it is like a little puzzle. This watch is AWESOME for lucid dreaming. I CAN NOT read this thing when I am asleep. Last night I was dreaming and trying to read it, but it looked like the batteries were dying. It was impossible to read. Once it even flashed the time in the regular digital format. I'm like, wow, it must do that when the batteries are almost dead! BUT I NEVER BECAME LUCID! C'MON MAN! It was right there! Bah.

So I was on vacation on the beach, and had a dream one night where I found a grenade in my/someone's back yard, I was the only one up since it was early in the morning. I was like "wow, this is heavy, but it can't be real" so I held down the lever and pulled the pin out, and tossed it, and I heard a snap noise from the grenade in mid air, and then was like "uh oh, it might be real" it hit the ground as I dove through a sliding door into the house, then BOOM! Huge explosion rocked the house. I ran upstairs were the family was sleeping and had all woken up from the noise, and told them "Don't worry! It was just a grenade I found, everything's fine!"

No lucidity. I also had a dream where I took someone's guitar so I could play it, and couldn't figure out how many strings it had. I'm like, "wow, a 7 string accoustic!, neat! .. wait, 1,2,3,4,.. eight!? I've never even seen an 8 string guita... wait, there's just six tuning knobs at the top, so it can only have six strin... one two three... five??" A pretty macro case of not being able to count in dreams, and yet I just got frustrated with the guitar since I couldn't play it, not knowing how many strings it had. AND YET I did not become lucid. The sign was there, and I didn't bite! Boo! - Paul

Last night I dreamt (had a nightmare rather) that Otani's quit serving Spicy Tuna rolls, because not enough people ordered them. I was like NOOOOOO! I've FAILED! And I regretted not ordering them even more often than I do! Not lucid, but remembered.

Big storm last night, and today. I love storms.

I heard on the news that an archaeologist was exuming the remains of some ancient female royalties in Japan. He was excited to report something astounding about her age, and that she may have had multiple identities. I was staying in a hostel-type-place near where this was happening so I went over to check it out first-hand. He was there and I could tell there was really something sacred in the air. It was a gravesite of maybe a dozen bodies, black with decay, like they were charred. They were buried upright. He said it was a queen and what would equate to her classmates. They had studied the sacred and secret sciences together as one body, and served as the peoples' queen interchangably. It was like the public didn't know there were multiple ones. And it only was just now coming to light in finding the whole class in that one grave. He (the archaeologist) was excited, and there was something about a sacred book. I looked at this site, superficially it was a lot of dirt and a crane, but spiritually it was a sanctuary. I went back to my hostel and into my room, and felt like no matter how many doors i shut behind me, these ten or so spirits followed me closely. In bed I could feel them around me, and when I tried to read a copy of this book, it was like I'd enter a dreamlike state and they'd begin to manifest around me. Yikes! There was more but I couldn't bring it all back. If it wasn't for work I'd try a WILD tomorrow, but I'm not going to get enough sleep as it is. I'm going to bed! If you're reading this, sign up in the journal tonight, so you can enter stuff in the morning! I want to get good at this and maybe start connecting with other lucid dreamers and do a group dreaming. This is a practice sacred among indian tribes from america to new zealand. It's what they did in Long Houses. Anyways, join in! Happy Dreaming!