480-LD: Altar on kitchen floor

 

9.16 am

I did the just-feel-it technique all day and all night. Lying on my right, I dreamed I was in a house. In the room in front of me, there was Margery Lim. She was sitting at a table, and I was standing outside the room.
Then I realized that she had already passed away. At that moment, I became lucid, knowing that this was a dream. It felt so ordinary—I was a bit surprised that the dream felt so real.

I clapped my hands and rubbed them, feeling the sensation of the rubbing motion. I then tried to touch the floor and rub it to increase lucidity, but instead, I felt the real bed in my room. I eased up and rubbed my hands again and felt the rubbery feelings of palms together. This happened about two or three times. I also rubbed my thumbs. Finally, I managed to stabilize the dream, go to the floor, and rub it.

This time, I could feel both my hands on the floor, rubbing it, and the room materialized even more clearly. I was in an old kitchen, and there were some pebbles on the floor. I picked one up, threw it, and then noticed a white vase. I pushed it, and it fell to the floor.

I was sitting on the floor. On my right was a Chinese altar with a bowl of offerings in front of it. I reached out my hand, pointed at it, and said loudly, “This is so real—like a dream, like the real world.”

I turned to the left, picked up another pebble, and felt it in my hand. I said, “This is how real a dream can be—how real a lucid dream can feel, like I’m actually here.”

On the left, there was an opening to another part of the house. It was dark. I looked around, left and right, always trying to clap my hands and rub them to maintain lucidity. Eventually, the dream faded.