Sean Jacobs LD's

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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 27 Dec 2016 18:12

Date: 4/8/2014 (Mon)
Dream 2 Title: (LD #59) The Moon Makes Me Lucid (**Lucid**)
Dream 2: I am in my old house, the first house where I lived with my wife and daughter. I am lying on a mattress, under a white comforter. The mattress is on the living room floor near the large front window. The room looks very similar to reality. I can see the yellow painted walls, the white painted steam heater in front of the window, the light colored wood of the hardwood floor, and the large white framed window. I can see the reflection of the moon on the shine of the hardwood floor. Something doesn’t feel right to me. I roll over onto my back and see my wife next to me, on my left (which is the wrong side of the bed for her). She is snuggled under the blanket so I can only see her wavy blond hair and her face from the nose up. Behind her I can see my daughter laying on the floor under a white blanket. Beyond her I can see the fireplace. I turn back to the window. Outside I can see the large maple tree and beneath it the low stone wall. I can see the neighboring houses beyond the tree. I look upward and see a brilliant moon between the bare branches of the tree. I still feel that something isn’t right. I stare at the moon. It is very bright and much larger than I have ever seen it. I can clearly see the craters on the surface. As I stair I start to wonder if I’m dreaming. Then the craters begin to shift and swirl. The bottom section of the moon begins to disappear. Then I remember that I was back at my real home, in bed, just a little while ago. I am lucid without a reality check. I throw the blankets off of me and stand up. I am no longer in the living room. I am now out in the front yard, but the mattress, my daughter, and the fireplace are all there as well. My wife and daughter are sitting up and looking at me. I say, “I’m Dreaming!” Neither respond. I remember my goal to fly into space, but I don’t remember to stabilize the dream. I also remember that last time I tried to jump to fly it wake me up. I levitate off the ground and float up into the tree branches. I’m annoyed as the branches poke me and I worry I will get tangled. I float away from the tree and begin to fly upward. I am feeling such joy at being lucid again. My eyes are on the night sky, which is now overcast. I will myself to go faster, I want to hit supersonic speed and leave the atmosphere as quickly as possible. I can feel the wind on my face and the g-force increase as it pushed the skin on my face back. I can still only see the clouds and darkness above me. I worry that the dream is going to collapse so I decided to look down at the ground so I have something more upon which to focus. I awaken. I am back in the front yard of my old house laying on some blankets. I am no longer lucid. I can clearly see the yellow vinyl siding, the white framed windows, the stone steps leading up to the white side door, the large front window, and the bushes. My wife and daughter are there and are picking up blankets and clothing off the ground. I get up and begin searching for my notebook so I can write down my lucid dream. I am looking under cloths and blanket, but just can’t find it. I’m very annoyed because I don’t want to forget the dream. My in-laws walk out of the door of the house and into the yard. I say to my mother in law, “I just had a lucid dream.” I start to explain the dream to her, but the dream fades and I awake. It is 4:47 am.
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 27 Dec 2016 18:12

Date: 9/13/2015 (Sun)
Dream 2 Title: (LD #60) Truck accident makes me lucid (**Lucid**)
Dream 2: I am having another school related dream (been having these for a week). At one point I am driving a big rig truck. I get to close the edge of a hill and the truck begins to roll over, down the hill. I jump to safety and watch the truck roll down the hill. It is completely destroyed. I get very upset because I know that I am not licensed to drive a truck and I am going to have to pay well over $100k to replace the truck. I know we don’t have the money to cover it. I am extremely upset and trying to figure out what I’m going to do. Suddenly I ask myself, am I dreaming? I am very hopeful that I am. I count the fingers on my left hand and I have 8 fingers. I am lucid. Naturally the first thing I do is fly a little. Then I land on the side of a building and start shooting web (like Spiderman) from my wrists and then climbing up the building. The dream fades and I wake up.
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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby taniaaust1 » 02 Jan 2017 08:08

nice lucids. Im wondering if you often ask those who were in your dreams what they dreamed the same night, if there is any chance it may of actually been them in the dream eg same personality etc and acting how you'd expect that person to..

I once had a mutual dream with my daughter which I wouldnt have know that we both dreamed together it had I not asked her what she'd dreamed.
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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 03 Jan 2017 14:49

taniaaust1 wrote:nice lucids. Im wondering if you often ask those who were in your dreams what they dreamed the same night, if there is any chance it may of actually been them in the dream eg same personality etc and acting how you'd expect that person to..

I once had a mutual dream with my daughter which I wouldnt have know that we both dreamed together it had I not asked her what she'd dreamed.


Hi taniaaust1. I asked both my mother and my wife if they remembered their dreams the night I was with them in my lucid dreams, but neither remembered any of their dreams that night.
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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 03 Jan 2017 14:54

Well, it took 17 days of reality checks, keeping a dream journal, and using other techniques, but I finally achieved lucidity (albeit briefly) on Monday, January 2nd 2017. It has been over 14 months since my last lucid dream. I have not been trying to have lucid dreams in that time.

Date: 1/2/2017 (Mon - Day off from Work) (8:02 am)
Dream Title: (LD #61) Too Many Layers (**Lucid**)
Dream: I’m in a house that has aspects of both my childhood house (Lesley Ave), and the house I lived in when I was in from 5th to 9th grade (Spruce Rd). I’m in the den, I know this is where I’m sleeping because I am just visiting for a family event. I know my brother is visiting too. The house is extremely cold and I have many layers of clothing on, including: a winter hat, snow boots, snow pants, a heavy coat with a blue bathrobe over it, and a long yellow scarf wrapped around my neck and lower face several times (I feel like Randy from the movie “A Christmas Story”). I decide to check on my daughter. I walk from the den into the kitchen. I noticed every wall is covered in framed pictures (I don’t bother to look at any of them) and every open space on the counters and table are covered in knick-knacks, it reminds me of an antique shop. I find this strange. I continue to walk down the hall (the walls of which are covered in framed pictures floor to ceiling) to get to the bedroom where my daughter is sleeping. The door is open and I look inside. She is in bed under many covers and wearing a red winter hat. I also see that my brother is in the bed with her (also wearing a winter hat, but it is blue). I realize there were not enough bedrooms for everyone, but I am extremely annoyed with this situation. My wife should be sharing the bed with her not my brother. I walk back down the hall to the kitchen with the intent of finding my wife so she can switch places with my brother. Suddenly I realize something is strange about this entire situation, so I glace at my hand intending to count my fingers. I see my palm clearly but my fingers and thumb are just tiny stubs. I am lucid. I forget about most of my plans. All the layers of cloths I’m wearing suddenly feel stifling which makes me feel claustrophobic. I pull off the hat and toss it aside, then the scarf, and I start trying to remove the coat and robe. I remember part of what I planned on doing when I became lucid. I say out loud in a firm voice, “Computer! Increase Clarity!” (I’m going to treat my dreams like the holodeck from Star Track the Next Generation.) I’m still struggling to remove the coat and robe, which are tangled. I’m very annoyed and getting angry. The dream fades and I wake up. This is the first lucid dream I’ve had in over 14 months, so I’m not too disappointed. It has been 17 days since I started working for lucidity again. This is just the beginning. I will get back into it and get more practice.

In retrospect - I should have simply made the layers of cloths vanish. But I am out of practice.

Things to work on: Stay calm and stabilize the dream (rub hands together or spin).
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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 23 Jan 2017 13:13

Date: 1/20/2017 (Fri – Day off from work) (4:19 am)
Dream Title: (LD #62) Christmas at a white house (**Lucid**)
Dream: I’m at a Christmas party at a big old Victorian style house. There are many people in the house who I know in my dream but not in real life. I’m on the first floor of the house, in the living room. There is old furniture in the room and it is dimly lit. Suddenly a young boy (4-5 years old) runs by me. He is carrying a branch of a pine tree which has Christmas lights wrapped around it, and about 6 feet of the string of lights is hanging off the branch and dragging behind him. I follow him because I am worried he may hurt himself. He runs to the stairs which lead up the second floor, and goes up. I follow him to make sure he doesn’t tip on the string of lights and fall down the stairs. At the top of the stairs is a large room with many people (mostly older women) sitting at tables wrapping presents or working on some other Christmas crafts. I realize the boy is safe with them and go back down the stairs to the first floor. At the bottom of the stairs the front door is right in front of me. I decide to go outside. I open the door and walk out onto a porch that is the length of the front of the house. I walk to the short set of steps to the front lawn and walk down. It isn’t cold out. It feels more like spring than winter. I start to walk along the front of the house but I’m forced to stop because I begin to sink ankle deep into the grass, which is leaving large holes in the lawn. I realize that someone had filled in a ditch in front of the house with mulch and then put a layer of sod on top of it. I am extremely annoyed by the fact that someone did a really poor job on the landscaping. I see an old man who is dragging a big, obviously very heavy, box toward a pile of boxes near an area of scrub trees (this is a man I see at work in real life, but I don’t know him). I decide to help him and begin walking toward him. Suddenly I realize something isn’t right. I suspect I’m dreaming. I look at my left hand and count 9 fingers. I’m lucid. I feel so happy. I completely forget to stabilize my dream. I immediately decided to fly. I float up into the air about 200 feet and look around. I can see many hills covered in trees with expose rocky ledges of grey, white, and red granite. Among the trees I can see power lines, a cellular tower, and buildings. I jet off, superman style, toward some of the buildings. I feel amazing. I can feel that wind blowing against my face and hair. It is exhilarating. In the distance I see a large traditional Japanese style building and decide to check it out. Suddenly I can “feel” that my eyes are close (my real body) but I can still see. This draws my attention back to my real body and I wake up.
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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 31 Jan 2017 14:02

Wow! I managed to get 3 brief lucid dreams in this month. That is pretty good.

(*Note: My current plan for lucid dreaming is to continuously question reality – asking “Am I dreaming?” than looking around for anything out of the ordinary, odd or dreamlike -- then doing a reality check by counting my fingers. I do this many times per day. My goal is to make this into such an ingrained habit that it will feed over to my subconscious and into my dreams. I will do brief MILD if I wake up during the night but I can’t sacrifice sleep by becoming too awake. My current goals are #1 Get Lucid As Much As Possible! I am not concerned with anything else until I can get lucid at least 3 days per week consistently. Goal #2 is to make it a habit to stabilize the dream once I become lucid. I may be able to do this along with goal #1, but it will not be a priority until I have reached goal #1. After I have mastered both #1 & #2 I will begin to plan what I want to do in my dreams. Until then I will just go with whatever I feel like at the time (flying, sexual stuff, exploring, etc.)

Date: 1/31/2017 (Tue – Normal Work Day) (4:28 am)
Dream Title: (LD #63) Kissed a girl in the club house (**Lucid**)
Dream: (Note: I am no longer keeping a dream journal for non-lucid dreams due to my insomnia issues.) I woke up from a dream at 3:26 am. I don’t remember the dream and did not record it. As I was going back to sleep I thought to myself, and really believed it, I will do a reality check in my next dream. That was all I did and went back to sleep. I am playing golf with some guys from work (I only vaguely remember this part of the dream – Also, I do NOT play golf in real life.) I find myself walking back to the clubhouse. I am pulling my black with white trim golf bag behind me, which is on wheels and has a handle at the top which I’m holding with my right hand. I am holding my score card and tiny pencil in my left hand. I am following a path through some brush and I can see the clubhouse ahead. It is up on a small but steep hill and is surrounded by many very large oak trees. It has a set of steps, made from railroad ties, leading up to a door. The building is a small one story building with brown clapboards and white trimmed windows. The roof is also brown. I leave my golf bag at the bottom of the steps and then climb them to the door. It is a light wooden screen door, also painted brown. I squeaks loudly when I open it, and slams shut after I walk through and let go. I’m in a room with several small tables and chairs (where people can eat). Across this small room is a counter with an old time (not electric) cash register. The only person in the room is a young woman (18 -21 years old) who is behind the counter. I know I have to pay her for my round of golf. I walk up to the counter. The young woman is very attractive. She has short brown hair and dark brown eyes. She has pale, but perfect unblemished skin. Her face is slim as well as her nose. She has a slim yet athletic build and is probably about 5 foot 5 inches tall. She is wearing a tight royal blue t-shirt and tight blue jeans which show off her figure. She smiles at me and holds eye contact. I can tell from her body language and facial expression that she finds me very attractive as well. I speak with her like I know her, but I can’t remember exactly what I said. She asks me for payment. I put my score card and pencil on the counter and pull my wallet from my back pocket (I don’t carry a wallet in real life). I look inside my wallet and there is no money. I am embarrassed. I tell her I will be right back. She smiles back at me. I leave the room through the screen door and start down the steps. I am heading for my car where I have some money. Suddenly, something makes me turn around. I know the girl wants me to kiss her and I just walked away, like an idiot. I go back up the stairs, open the screen door and go back into the room. I walk up to the counter but the scene has changed. Now there is a grill behind the counter and the counter has many small stools which are bolted to the floor (like a diner). The girl has her back to me, is wearing an apron over her t-shirt and jeans, and is standing at a grill cooking something (But I don’t notice smelling anything). I take out my wallet again and open it. Inside is a small lemon filled pastry (my favorite), in real life I don’t eat sugary junk food (this is a habit which obviously carries over into my dream world). I walk over to a trash bin and remove the pastry and throw it away, but when I look back in my wallet there are more of them. I remove more, but every time I throw one away there are more in the wallet. Suddenly, I realize this is impossible. I look at my right hand intending to count my fingers for a reality check, and I only have 3 fingers (thumb, index finger and pinky). I am lucid! (I forget to stabilize the dream) I toss the wallet in the trash bin and head back to the counter. There are now 2 men waiting to be served at the counter (both in their 40’s or 50’s. One with dark hair the other with graying blonde hair. Both are shorter than me.) I push past them and lift the section of the counter which is on hinges and allows entry to the cooking area. The young woman has her back to me and is still cooking with a metal spatula in her right hand. I come up behind her, gently place my right hand on her right shoulder and turn her to face me. I look at her face and she is strikingly beautiful. I look deeply into her dark brown eyes and she smiles at me seductively. I lean in and kiss her deeply. My entire body is swept with sexual energy which feels absolutely amazing. The dream fades quickly and I wake up.
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby warren » 02 Feb 2017 03:34

Sean Jacobs wrote:Wow! I managed to get 3 brief lucid dreams in this month. That is pretty good.

(*Note: My current plan for lucid dreaming is to continuously question reality – asking “Am I dreaming?” than looking around for anything out of the ordinary, odd or dreamlike -- then doing a reality check by counting my fingers. I do this many times per day. My goal is to make this into such an ingrained habit that it will feed over to my subconscious and into my dreams. I will do brief MILD if I wake up during the night but I can’t sacrifice sleep by becoming too awake. My current goals are #1 Get Lucid As Much As Possible! I am not concerned with anything else until I can get lucid at least 3 days per week consistently. Goal #2 is to make it a habit to stabilize the dream once I become lucid. I may be able to do this along with goal #1, but it will not be a priority until I have reached goal #1. After I have mastered both #1 & #2 I will begin to plan what I want to do in my dreams. Until then I will just go with whatever I feel like at the time (flying, sexual stuff, exploring, etc.)


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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 02 Feb 2017 20:12

Thanks Warren.
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Re: Sean Jacobs LD's

Postby Sean Jacobs » 07 Feb 2017 13:18

Date: 2/7/17 (Tue - Normal work day) (5:13 am)
Dream Title: (LD #64) Peaking in the window at Ex’s (**Lucid**)
Dream: I woke up at 4:23 am from a dream which I recalled briefly at the time but do not remember now. I decided I wasn’t going to get up at 4:55 am as I usually do, so I reset my alarm to 5:30 am. I rolled over, stated my mantra “While dreaming I always remember to reality check” (which I did repeatedly before I initially fell asleep last night), and then repeated “reality check” six times. I dozed off shortly after. My wife and I pull up in front of a small house which I don’t recognize in real life, but I know is my in-laws’ house in my dream. I notice that the house I used to live in with my ex-wife (for 7 years, and then she continued to liver there for another 14 years) is right next door. This all seems normal to me. We walk up to my wife’s parents’ door and walk right in. The house if very small. We go through a small kitchen area and to the bedroom. My in-laws are in bed and the bed takes up most of the room. My wife goes in the room and sits on the edge of the bed. I stay in the kitchen/living room area. They begin to talk. I know my wife is telling them about my current struggle with my religious faith (this is something that is happening in real life) and I know her parents are very upset with me. I don’t want to be here anymore, I just want to get out. I decide to go outside. I kneel down and tie the laces on my white Nike high top sneakers (I haven’t had these shoes since I was a freshman in high school (33 years ago). I finish, stand up and walk out the front door. Suddenly I realize something is strange and look at my left hand. My fingers are just tiny nubs. I am lucid! I quickly decide that I just want to go see how the inside of my ex’s old house looks. I begin to walk across the grass, which is covered in dried leaves (it must be autumn). The house looks abandoned and it in horrible condition. The white paint (it is sided in real life) is peeling everywhere; the front porch railings are rotted and the green painted floor is worn to bare wood in most places. I walk up the steps to the front door and look in the thin window next to the door. It is dimly lit inside but I can see that it looks similar to how it looked when I lived there. There is a couch across from the door with a coffee table in front of it. There is a man lying on the couch. He is dressed from boots to hat in camo fatigue cloths (boots, pants, coat, and hat). He has his right arm draped over his face, so I don’t know who he is. I walk off of the porch and head to the back of the house. I’m kicking the dried leaves as I go. I plan to look in the back window in to the dining room area, but as I get around the back I see that the yard is a complete mess. The grass is waist high and there is scrub brush everywhere. Though the brush I can see a white “three decker” apartment building in the next lot, which isn’t there in reality. The dream fades and I wake up. It is 5:13 am.
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