“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.” Dreammoods.com
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.