I become lucid in the kitchen of my old family home, or perhaps out on the driveway.

Whatever the case, I'm in a pretty good state of lucidity. I recall the intention I'd set earlier in the night - to enter into contact with the spiritual beings that may be present on Earth's nearest neighbour - the moon. Actually that's not exactly the way I remember my intention - it's more that all of a sudden, I become determined to seek out the moon.

To my left, the sun is out and shining, and the whole environment feels very bright and friendly. However, it doesn't take long to summon up the moon. It shows itself out to the right, up above the trees, larger than life. I allow myself to rise up into the air, floating towards it. I'm singing notes of praise to the moon, and as I do this the dream seems to shift and respond. I feel myself climbing up into the air again.

* scene change *

I'm now back in the kitchen. I'm looking at myself - as though from an observer's point of view. To my left is a man - 'my dad' (though even at the time, I don't really think of them as one and the same). At first I seem to be admiring myself, just watching the smile that crosses my face. Then things change again, and I'm drawn towards the kitchen sink. It's a little dirty, quite messy, actually. Old bits of food caught in between the forks, unwashed dishes, and the like.

I turn to my 'dad'. As I mentioned, it doesn't really seem like him, and I have the impression of a guiding presence. Someone who knows what they're doing there. It occurs to me that the kitchen sink is really quite dirty - alot like the kitchen sink in my real house (dishes were piling up from 2 or so days ago). I wonder about this..

"Is there a reason for this? Like is there some kind of consistency between this world and the real world?"

My 'dad' looks back at me, patiently...

"Well. I don't really know what you mean about the 'real world'" he tells me,
"this is the real world".

His words echo some deeper wisdom. I begin to wonder about the relationship and the level of continuity between my "waking world" and the "world" that I live in when I enter dreams. I see myself again. This time there's the symbol of the 'cross' somehow printed across the back of my head.

* minor scene change *

My dad's still in the kitchen. He's cooking something yummy. It looks real delicious. Lots of reds, greens (spinach) and other flavours. I watch as he chops the onion, with bold strokes, the onion spliced from the sides, but resting open to the world, like one might expect a chef to prepare it.

We talk as he cooks.

Comments: Fun lucid dream! Was helped along by the fact that I woke at 5am and did some yoga with my housemate. I haven't really been lucid dreaming as much recently, or putting that much effort into it, but last night I decided that's what I wanted to do.

Was nice to get results! Also the dream made me think about all the dishes in the kitchen. They're all done now, and everything feels alot cleaner. Infact, the dream gave me some inspiration to do some cooking tonight.