An OBE and a lucid dream

At 2:30am Eden suddenly popped off my breast and said, "Mama, poop! Poop!" So we ran to the bathroom just in time for her to go. This doesn't happen very often, maybe once every few months, but alas it interrupted our sleep significantly enough for me to have trouble getting back to sleep, which as always, is the perfect recipe for an OBE. I finally drifted back to sleep around 5:30am.


I feel the powerful vibrations and electric surges and I relax my mind into them. I think to myself, "I'm going to FLY!" and I jolt from my body and hover immediately above Eden and Erik. I move close to Eden and kiss her on the cheek, then punch Erik in the stomach playfully trying to get his attention so he can see me above him, but of course he doesn't wake and he doesn't move. Before I know it I am being carried away on some vertical current sweeping me high in the sky, and I watch Erik and Eden on the bed with total clarity, wondering how I can see through the ceiling so damn well. I know the uncomfortable sensations will pass soon and I will have entered another realm. I allow the transition with patience. I end up on the roof of some tall house in a golden, cloudy world. There are strangers all around me. I sense that I can engage with any of them and that their purpose here is to be there for me, if I'm interested in an interaction. The rest is a blur.

I woke myself up at some point and wished I hadn't. Eden kicked me in her sleep enough to continually disturb mine, but I kept entering dreams. In one,


I am examining a bowl of food, telling it to turn into spaghetti, and then macaroni, and then something else when I realize that if I have the power to do that I am dreaming! So I fly up into the sky and remember my next lucid dreaming intention, which is to have a meaningful interaction with another being like the Green Man from one of my previous experiences. All of the sudden I am in a house full of people. I go up to the very first person I can find, a middle aged woman with shoulder length hair and I stare her straight in the eye and say, "I am DREAMING. That means we can finally have a deep connection! Talk to me and tell me everything!" She looks at me blankly and I am profoundly disappointed by the lack of emotion and sincerity. I move on to the next group of people and say something similar, also receiving a similar reaction. I try with great intensity to maintain clarity and lucidity. I feel it fading in and out. I think of how so many of my lucid dreams have been about being superior than my dream characters, and before *I* have anything to say about it my dreaming self turns the dream into a game instead of the meaningful experience *I* was hoping for (note there are dual awarenesses present -- my waking consciousness along with my monkey-like lucid dreaming personality, which I am often frustrated and disappointed by). I fly into the sky above a soccer game, taunting the people below who can't fly (as usual). A fence is created around me, making it difficult to fly high, and people are climbing it to try and grab my ankles. It's the perfect lucid dreaming challenge. I have to focus immensely to fly high, but of course in the end I win and I make it out of the fence and fly above everyone... my lucidity fades away and I surrender in exhaustion. I wake up disappointed.