I am in the neonatal intensive care unit in the hospital where I am employed. Everyone here is horrible. Robotic caregivers are torturing grotesque looking infants and zombie parents look on. I am disgusted, but suddenly, I am realizing that these images are a dream, and I am not the captive of this scene. I can leave if I choose to. I turn and walk down a long corridor that opens to a cavernous space without walls or ceiling, yet I am still indoors. The atmosphere is so thick, I am buoyant, I am swimming in it.
I'm filled with joy. I must wake myself lest I forget all this. Streams of pleasure are flowing from the core of my body to the surface. Every cell on my skin is glowing with sublime pleasure. I am awake on my bed, in my room. I have just experienced the true "state of grace," not the banality depicted to me in Catholic school many years ago.
Your lucid dreams can educate and inform others about the joy, potential and practice of lucid dreams. Plus, you get to see your lucid dream printed in a lucid dream magazine!
