11/05/2011 Saturday morning
I am sitting on the floor of a living room….it is dim, the surroundings are posh, futuristic, sleek, steel gray. I come close to consciousness, at least once or twice. I question, “am I dreaming?” I feel lighter…eventually I check again and realize I am floating and feel so light I must be dreaming, and am now lucid.
I rise and float/walk over to a large glass video screen on a wall to my right, it may be multi-paned, with a thin silver frame. I see a woman in the screen that I’ve been interacting with, perhaps ordering something from her via the screen. As I’m approaching, I am sucked into and through the screen, into a house, white with white wood banisters. I’m flying..on my back, feet first, down down down through level after level. At each threshold between floors stands a white bookcase, which seems like it might block me but each one topples easily as my feet touch it. I’m being sucked down, though I am lucid I do not have control and it doesn’t occur to me to even try.
Next I notice I’m standing in a kitchen, facing the counter. I am rubbing my face, chest, hands, arms in an effort to stabilize the dream and maintain lucidity. I imagine a kitten would provide just the right texture to flood my brain with sensation, and a kitten appears on the counter. I reach for it and it hisses and sputters at me…Bad idea!
I turn away (at this point I may have said, “I invoke a dream guide, to help me stabilize in this dream” – or it may be a fragment from elsewhere in the dream I remember), and hear a phone ringing to my right. I move toward it, and consider answering it. I suspect it is a message from my subconscious, and I hesitate…perhaps fearing what I might hear and/or, knowing I’m dreaming, thinking I may have difficulty hearing or understanding. I don’t know if I answered it or not…I remember later, swooping and somersaulting in the air, practicing riding the current and allowing the current to move me rather than trying to fly anywhere. I briefly consider zooming up or down with force, and don’t. I notice the contraction and breathe into when the current unexpectedly drops or rises.
***I tried going back into the dream to answer the phone, and the voice said, “you’re doing fine, no worries, you’re doing just fine.” I don’t trust it! I don’t trust that voice! It’s the kind, sweet, gentle voice that told me not to worry, that my connection to the guy I was dating last year was a “no worries, it’s a stable connection” – I was dating a guy with a domestic abuse history and an FBI record, who was predatorily attending spiritual workshops to pick up women! And that voice just kept feeding my delusional fantasy of him being in love with me and being "The One".
So. I may try again or ask a friend to play it out for me.