499-LD: Walking out of Raja Uda house

 

6.13am

I was sleeping in a room of the Raja Uda house, and Mum was also there; she was sleeping too.
I became lucid and rolled out of bed. I touched the floor and the walls and walked all the way to the bedroom door. I opened the door and walked out into the living room.

I was so happy that it was so real.

I then touched the objects in the living room—the walls and other things, the furniture. I was touching everything and going around the room. As I was doing that, I saw light—daylight—streaming into the front part of the living room.

I turned toward it and walked out through the door, touching the objects outside the house.
I was also going from right to left; one by one, I touched everything, and then the dream faded.

498-LD: Missing WP on dark road - flew to daylight at beach

 

5.36 am

I was lying on my right side, and I was dreaming that I was with Wai Peng. I was in a house along Jalan Chain Ferry, and we were attending a three-day medical conference. Suddenly, I wanted to look for Wai Peng, but she was missing. I looked for her everywhere but could not find her, and I regretted that I had missed the second day of the conference—and probably the third day as well. I could have learned a lot.

It was getting dark. I walked out onto the road in front of the house, and the doors suddenly all closed, and the lights went out. It was night, and I felt so regretful and lonely. I missed her, and I wished I could find her. Then I was walking and flying above the road, along the road, when I suddenly realized that this was a dream.

I became lucid. I clapped my hands and rubbed them, and I became so happy.

As I flew forward alone in the dark, touching the things around me, I remember trying to console myself by saying, “Isn’t this enough? The ability to have this lucid dream.” Then I touched my body as well, rubbed my hands on the side of my body, and said, “This is not my real body. This is a dream body.” I was clearly lucid and aware of it.

I continued flying forward in the dark. I grabbed the grass and pulled it. There were trees as well, and as I flew forward, I reached out my hands and pulled on the leaves of the trees. On the left, there were some leaves that felt a bit sharp, but it was okay—they didn’t really hurt my fingers or hands. I continued flying forward. Left and right, I grabbed the trees. Sometimes I would fly lower to the ground and pull at the grass. I did this for a while, wishing that maybe there would be some light—daytime, or something.

Then, on the left-hand side in the distance, I suddenly saw daylight, and there was a beach. I flew nearer toward it, feeling happy. I saw the sea, and then the sand. It was daytime now. I reached out and tried to touch the sand and also some pebbles on the beach. As I flew forward toward the beach, flying along it, the dream faded.

497-OB: Feel core of my being

 

6:30 am 

 Lying on my left, I was expecting to lucid dream, and then in a hazy, sleepy way, I felt a very faint buzz from behind the eyes, a familiar vibration which then came to the forefront. And it spread, and then I immediately knew that I was in the phase state. I then rubbed my hands together, and then rubbed my face, rubbed the upper part of my hands, and then tried to rub the side of the face. I managed to rub the side of the face, and then the dream faded. 

 8:57 am 

Lying on my right, in and out, in and out several times, just focusing on the breathing and feeling the sensation in the core of the being. I finally felt this early morning state, and there was a kind of hazy, easy feeling, and I was able to rub my fingers, although I couldn't rub my hands. And gradually, I could bring my hands together and rub them, and felt the familiar rubbery sensations, and then rub my face, and then also rub the bolster, and wanted to turn, stand up, touch the bed frame on the side, and then stand up. And I felt my body turn, and then the dream faded.

Note:

For both, I had been practising feeling the core of my being in order to fall asleep. It worked.

496-Sleep heavy sign

 

8.40am

Lying on my right with a heavy, sleepy state of mind, I imagine what if I can rub my hands and it works.

I recognize the rubbery sensation of my palms rubbing together, and knew that it would work.

This is the sleepy state of mind that is needed.

You need to be heavy from the sleep.

And you need to, earlier on, feel the most unpleasant sensation and feelings in the body.

Just feel it, in order to, easily fall into a sleep.

And in a sleepy state of mind - seems so ordinary, but imagining rubbing and clapping hands works.

So now I'm going to be rubbing my hands, but I was rushing it a bit.

I quickly used my left hand to rub the side of my body, and then the mattress.

And then trying to reach down to the left side to touch the, and rub the bed-frame.

And then the dream faded.

495-OB: Tom yam no good

 

9.29 am

I was edging on the edge of sleep—going in and out, in and out—and kept reminding myself to catch myself waking up from a previous sleep or dream, lying on my right side.

I emerged from a light microsleep, feeling deep and hazy, and I remembered that in previous sessions I had also felt this kind of dazed heaviness.

I was able to induce an out-of-body experience, and this time it worked again. I imagined that I could feel my hands clapping and rubbing together, and I knew it was working. I felt the familiar rubbery sensation of my palms rubbing.

Then I rubbed my face and felt that clearly. After that, I rubbed my bed, rotated to the left, rubbed the side of the bed frame, and even used my knuckles to knock on it. I felt the bed frame and heard the sound clearly.

I then stood on the floor and got up. My left hand rubbed the curtains, my right hand rubbed the mattress, and I walked toward the bookshelf.

Then I turned to face the door—left hand on the bookshelf, right hand on the mattress—and continued walking toward the door of my bedroom.

I reached the bathroom; my right hand touched the side wall, my left hand continued tracing the wall. Everything was still dark.

Then my left hand grabbed the door handle. I could feel the breeze as the door opened and the sensation of the door brushing past my face.

I walked into the living room; everything remained dark.

I tried to look at my palms a few times. Then I touched the right-side wall and walked toward the center of the living room, trying again to look at my hands.

I walked toward the living-room door and opened it. This time, once the door opened, everything outside became bright and clear, full of color and light.

I saw Wai Peng standing by the metal gate. She was wearing a skirt. I walked over and gently moved her to the left side. The door was locked, but I opened it easily with my right hand.

I walked out into the corridor. Everything felt so real; it was daytime. I walked toward the lift, and there were many things stacked in front of it, blocking the entrance.

I pressed the lift button to go down. The lift arrived. I imagined the door opening—and true enough, the lift door opened. I stepped in, the door closed, and I pressed the ground-floor button, “1.”

As it went down, I kept touching the side of the lift and told myself, “This is so real, like I’m really here.” Then it stopped. The lift door opened, and a Chinese man walked in.

He turned to face the lift door. The lift closed. Then he spoke: “Need to walk further a bit,” he said, very clearly. Then he spoke in Cantonese, saying it’s not good to eat Tom Yam mee.

I asked him why. He said, “Because it has grass.” After that, the dream faded.

494-LD: Flying tip from Arab man

 

9.02 am:

I was dreaming. I was on my right. I was dreaming I was walking along a path in the open air, walking toward the junction. And I wanted to fly. I already knew how to fly.

But then a man—an Arab man—walked down from the front, climbing down the edge of a piece of wall. He came down, and I asked him to teach me how to fly. He was very friendly.

He said, “Just do this,” and I followed him. He turned to the right and then started flying. Then he gave me a tip. He said, “If you want to accelerate, just do this,” and he demonstrated. He stepped his right foot on the ground. It looked like stepping or running forward very fast, then jumping to lift off the ground. I followed, and I managed to do it.

After that, he let me fly on my own. As I flew forward, I realized this could be a dream and became lucid. I clapped and rubbed my hands and felt them. I flew up the edge into the countryside.

It was very beautiful. There were greens everywhere, and I managed to fly quite a distance. I enjoyed the scenery of all the greens—hills and trees, a very cooling look, like in the morning.

After I flew quite fast, I turned back and looked. The other man was gone. I was alone. I looked around and enjoyed all the greens in front of me. When I turned behind to look, I wanted to go back.

I turned back again. After flying a while, I looked once more at the beautiful green grass—the green scenery of the countryside—and I wanted to return. So I started flying back again.

And the dream faded.

493-OB: Walking out bedroom - different scene

 

1.57 am

Lying on my right, I pushed myself into a sitting up position on the bed.

I then swung my feet over and stood up.

And I walked to the door of my bedroom while tapping the side of the wall with my hands.

When I reached the door, I opened the door and walked out into the living room.

And then I found myself in a different place. I don't think it was a living room.

I wandered around for a while and eventually the dream faded.