Dream Log 12-11-2008 Thursday Morning

Dream Log 12-11-2008 Thursday Morning

I was in a store purchasing two items chatting with the checkout clerk. Somehow she wanted to give me a bag of cement. She was going to give it to me on the sly, without me paying for it. I'm standing there with the cart in front of me and say no thanks to the free bag of cement. The clerk just walks away and I'm taken back a bit by this. Then another clerk shows up behind the register to finish checking me out. She hands me four rolls of film on the sly, like here you can have these (free). I'm thinking how can this store make any money if the clerks are just giving things away. I take them and then start to think "should I, or shouldn't I" take them. I know that it's wrong. Maybe the clerk just wanted me to put them back down with these other rolls of film near the checkout. I end up walking towards the exit with them and know that I'm technically stealing.  As I reach the outside its dark with a few parking lot lights on casting shadows making the lot look ominous. I'm nervous for not paying for the film. I look down at them in my hands and notice that the speed of the film is 9/10^th. I'm confused thinking that it should be something like 200 or 400. As I'm fumbling with them I end up dropping them to the ground. When I bend over to pick them up I just know security will be right behind me asking me to come back into the store with them for shoplifting.  I manage to pick them up with no incidents. My van is of course parked in the back of the lot. Half way there I can see a shadow coming up from behind me. I glance back to see a women walking to her car but being very cautious because of my presence. I hit the keyfob to unlock my van as a way of letting her know that I'm am harmless and just trying to get to my vehicle also. Once at my van I notice the parking lot is jammed full of cars. My van is blocking the way, nobody can go anywhere.  I look at the car behind me and notice that is looks like it's been in a little fender bender, a couple of pieces of the car are just lying on the ground. I'm thinking to myself something doesn't seem right here. I glance back to look at my van  but notice it's not there but I see my truck, my other vehicle, for some reason in a parking spot a few yards away. "This can't be right", I think. Then it hits me, this might be a dream. My hearts begins to race and I think that if this is a dream I should just throw my keys as hard as I can into the side of the car next to me. But what if it's not a dream I think. So I walk over to my truck and unlock the door and an old friend of mine is sitting in it (Wayne) with some eightish year old boy. I know instantly that this HAS to be a dream.  I'm very excited and can feel the adrenalin flowing. I warn myself not to get too excited because it could wake me up. I forget about my friend and walk over to the grass at the skirt of the lot. I'm thinking to try and turn this lucidity into an OBE so I try to fly. I jump into the air like superman and do a belly flop back to the ground a few feet in front of me. I'm there laughing like a little kid. It was hilarious and I knew that I couldn't hurt myself because I was in a dream.  I know that I can't just fly and that it's a technique to just think it and it should happen. So I start to think of flying. I can feel slight vibrations coming over me and can perceive hemi-sync music flowing in my head. I'm still not going anywhere, then something wakes me.  This was about 5 am this morning.

Yeah I know it's long but thought I'd share. It forces me to journal my dream.

Love and Light,

Brad.E