In the bathroom, in the dark, washing some metal circular rings, felt with hands that one of them was a dream catcher (feathers, webbing, etc.) Awareness of uncommon situation/ things. Got the feeling I was dreaming, tried to turn on the bathroom lights, no go. Go back upstairs to bed, screaming to zeke. “I want to wake up! I want to wake up!! Can you hear me? I don’t want to do this right now. Wake me up!”
Instead of waking up, I roll into a new dream, still lucid. Warehouse/loft type of place, seems to be our apt- Reminds me of Mary Poppins “I love to laugh” scene. (Doesn’t look like that, but strange feeling of weightlessness/ silliness.) Eli and Zeke are there. Eli is super tiny, 3yo maybe. I decide to teach them how to tell when dreaming. Eli so little, he barely reaches light switch. Me: “See? The lights don’t work because electricity doesn’t exist here!” “Look at the books.. The letters are rolling around on the page!” Excitement growing, Eli and Zeke laughing/ running around the space with me. Get serious with Zeke, ask him if he is a dream character or if his awareness is here. He insists that he is with me. I’m super excited bc, under normal circumstances, when I break the illusion, the characters become hostile or unresponsive. I am convinced he is also dreaming this and lucid somehow. (second time this has happened)
Want to teach Zeke how to control. There is running water (out of a hose?) water is running upward in slow droplets.. Strange. I show him how to change the running water into a glass of water. I am mentally willing a pint glass but a little tumbler glass shows up again and again. Zeke tries to make pint glass appear, and- of course- he does. I ask him why he can do it and I can’t… why he is better than/ smarter than me.. Always, and with no effort. Not angry, just ready for the real answer. We get into one of our real life convos about the fucking nature of things, loose track of dream awareness/ control.
Real life: Wake up to alarm (4am). First thought, “I should teach classes on lucid dreaming.” Second thought, “I should take classes on lucid dreaming.”
Real Life: all morning I have “ what do you plan to do with all your freedom?” in my head. 6 am walk along the river- Spider web with sun rise behind it- take stupid picture. picture shows no web- appears to be freely suspended. I remember the initial sensation of unexpectedly running my fingers along the metal webbing of the dream catcher. Couldn’t see it, only felt it, but sure it was the cue that it was time to wake up. Also: Zeke was not simultaneously dreaming my dream, he was a character in my dream, I gave him the power to make what he wanted, I decided he was “better than me.”