Current Lucidity

If you are carried away by a tidal wave, then it means you are ready to make a brand new start in a new place.”

Monday, March 11, 1996; (Lucid dreaming)

My wife and I, along with two of our sons and their half-brother, were playing along the seawall in our back yard. From hours of playing we became tired and sat on the neighbor’s seawall next door. We watched waves splashing against the wall. After some time, we noticed that the waves began to grow larger.

I thought it might be best to get to the house as the waves were cresting the top of the wall. We all stood and were suddenly shocked by the sight of a ten-foot wave that was coming at us. I yelled for everyone to run to the house. My wife and sons started to run, but their half-brother stayed on the wall. I stepped over, grabbing him up into my arms. I ran through the neighbor’s yard alongside his house. I glanced back to see the wave only a couple of yards behind us.

As I came up on the left side of his house, I looked to my backyard. From the left of my yard crashing down toward me, came a wave twenty feet in height. The two waves clashed together, swooping me and the boy up, then began receding back into the river carrying the two of us. Just as we were nearing the seawall, I grabbed the bush next to it and held on. The water rushed over us fast and hard. Although my grip on the boy was secure, I felt my hand slipping on the bush. Thoughts of where my wife and sons were filled my head, but I seemed strangely calm.

I should have been racked in fear but then lucidity came to me, and I knew I was dreaming. My hand held tight to the bush now, and I felt the pressure of the water rushing by. In all my water dreams, the more treacherous the water, the more fun I have. Even in non-lucid dreams, waves many stories high never cause any harm. I sucked the water in my lungs knowing I had nothing to fear. My body rocked with the currents, and I soon awoke.


This was not the dream I had planned on posting this evening. The one I got ready held only the editorial. My file said there was 175 kb’s in the document but only about 12 were showing. I was very frustrated not knowing how I could have deleted the text of the dream, not to mention blowing another scheduled post. I could not even find the backup I always make.

Oddly, I came across the following dream I had sworn was posted some time ago. I looked back through all my older posts but never found it. Perhaps fate had a hand or it was just a blunder after all.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012; (Unconscious dreaming)

I was walking around inside my home between midnight and well before sunrise. The lights were all out, which is normal during my waking hours. I was alone and made my way down to the first floor. Usually our German Shepard Obie seeks me out when I am up. So far, I had not seen him on any floor, and he was not in his usual sleeping spot on the first floor.

I looked out one of our den windows overlooking the James River, to Norfolk. I noticed two people walking through the yard towards the back door. They were not sneaking, just looking like they had business here, and I could hear chit-chat from them. I could not tell anything about them, including their sex; all I could make out were their silhouettes. It looked as if they had come from the seawall, and as they got near the back of the house, they turned toward the gate beside the house.

They passed by the window, neither looking my way. Once they got to the gate, I sprinted to the kitchen window where I was going to get their attention as they passed. I waited only a few seconds because I knew they should already have passed by. I saw no one come and thought that they must have turned around or stopped at the gate. I crept back into the other room and looked out. They were nowhere to be found. I walked back and forth between the back-door and kitchen a few times. I came to a stop back in the den and stood there trying to listen for any outside noise. I was there only a short time when I awoke.