I’ve been lucid dreaming for about 10 years now, recently more than when i was younger, and only recently found out about spirit guides while reading about it on this site last week. But last night i had a lucid dream (first since i’ve read about spirit guides), and decided to contact mine.
I yelled “i want to meet my spirit guide”. But my voice disappeared for the last 3 words. Losing my voice is common with me in dreams, and i know also for many people, but its never happened to me in a lucid dream, which seemed weird. So i repeated my request, and this time it came out loud and clear. Then from my right, from out of sight, a slight distance away, i heard a whistle. A whistle i would commonly use to get people’s attention, and i knew it was my spirit guide. I turned right and saw a woman standing at the bottom of the hill i was on waiting for me. She was african american, slightly overweight, with short hair. She reminded me of the oracle from the matrix movies (which is i thought of comparison i had when reading about spirit guides). I assume thats why it took that form. I asked her if she was my spirit guide, and she said yes, and she lead me to a building where people were going through something that reminded me of my fraternity’s initiation. And she asked me “are you ready to be initiated?”. But my fraternity has been something i have recently distanced myself from, especially emotionally. So i was confused and uncomfortable with the thought of being initiated in my dream. So i said to her “this isnt really something i want” and she said “ok, will you meet me again tomorrow night?”. I contemplated this for a second, since i rarely have ever had two nights in a row of lucid dreaming, but i said yes. And then she disappeared, along with everyone else who were in rooms in that building.
At this point i just pondered what had just occured, tried to figure out what it meant exactly. Then decided to practice some flying, and then woke up.
It was my first dream of the night, and after going back to sleep, had several more dreams, but none of which were lucid.