I have a WILD experience for you all that happened to me this morning.
After I woke up to go to work, but before I got up, I got a call from my boss saying we weren’t going to work today. Needless to say, I was happy. So I just stayed in bed. I think it also helped that I hadn’t been thinking much about LDing lately because I wasn’t really focusing on it. Anyway, I just started thinking about stuff and after a while, my thoughts started thinking for themselves like they do when you’re dozing off. I was hearing my mission prep teacher and having vague images of my class… in my garage. But I went with it, I passively thought, “let’s go with this.” I had LDing in mind, but it was just a bonus to me while seeing how real I could make my hypnogo-whatever images. Almost instantly, my garage became more real and I had a “fading in” kind of feeling. I instantly began willing myself into this reality, but not strongly. More like, “keep going, keep going,” with a mental nod and a smile. When all sensation of laying in my bed was replaced with standing in my garage, I knew I was in. I jumped out of what had been my garage, but was now the house I’m working on in reality (which I didn’t realize as wierd.) For some reason I don’t quite understand, I said, “I want to eat the best tasting turkey sandwich ever!” I looked down at my hands, and watched it materialize. I took a bite, having faith that it would be great… and it was. It was actually beef, but that’s not the point, the point was that it was reeealy good! Then I decided to try flying. I hadn’t tried it before in other LDs, but have had experience with it in normal dreams and knew I needed to work on it. For instance, I’m not very good at hovering. So I tried to get into the air by jumping, but that didn’t really work. (And I know that it’s just some kind of mental block, lol.) Then I said, “There will be an invisible platform under my feet to push me up into the air when I say up.” When I said up, I rose slowly from the ground. During this time I was thinking, “Sweet…sweet…” Then I figured I’d go bug a friend of mine and see if I could convince him he was dreaming. So I flew up really high so I could see half of my town and flew… in the wrong direction but it doesn’t matter cause that’s just where his house was in my dream. Unfortunately, my faith wavered and I started veering into the library. I wasn’t woried about hitting the ground, I just didn’t want to have to walk the rest of the way. I started shouting in my annoying British accent, “No, stop, up, up!” Then, I felt reality start to shift. The feeling of being in two places at once came back, and the dream kind of paused as all the real light that was entering my eyes (none since they were closed) replaced the mental light. The scene got darker and darker. Finally, as I realized I was fighting a loosing battle, I thought, “Fine,” and it faded completely and I was back laying down in my bed. Personally I don’t see this as a failure, I see it as progressive success. If anyone has some feedback, I’d like to hear it.