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Do these seem like lucid dreams?
I have stumbled. I am about to hit the pavement hard. I think, “No. I am not going to hit that pavement.” I slow my fall. I stop it. I reverse my fall even as my outstretched hands are inches above the pavement. I make myself fall upwards in reverse, like a film put on re-wind, until I am standing upright.
I am in the subterranean levels of a medical center being flooded fast. I can’t swim upward against the downward deluge of water. I am looking down through deeper flooded levels for some refuge. Then I remember there is a really nice cafeteria down on the lowest level. Realizing this is a dream, I let go of my desperate grip on the ladder and swim far down to the cafeteria and start choosing among the delicious entrees.
I realize I am in a dream in which I am suspended in empty space while a floating cloud of network nodes are being woven in an invisible airy cocoon around me. I think, “you know, you should probably do something volitional to get out of this before you are all bound up.” But then I think, “I really want to see where this goes if I do absolutely nothing.” I watch in wonder as I am surrounded by a galaxy of scintillations. I wake up tingling and happy.
Watching my F-18 pilot brother-in-law flying high over the California coast, I think, “I wish I could fly like that.” Suddenly I am flying at 80,000 feet. I think, “Oh my god, this is horrible, I’m scared of heights and I’m not in an airplane.” Then I realize it’s a dream, so I relax. I see two kestrels soaring nearby. I summon them to either side of me. Embracing wings and arms we fly first to the frozen wetlands of the arctic tundra and then fly cross country to the Blue Ridge Mountains where we land on a rocky ridge and watch the sunset.
I must attend many mandatory seminars which are dry and tedious. In between seminars I seek out hallways that are relatively uncrowded. Because this is a dream and just for the hell of it, I make myself slowly lift up off the floor. My feet are bearing less and less weight. The tedium leaves me. Then I am weightless. Now I am an inch off the ground. Two inches. Then someone comes around the corner of the hallway, someone with whom I must interact. I quickly land lest they look at me askance.