(4/4/07) out of the body

(Entered in paper journal on Q-train from 57th Street stop in Manhattan back home.)

Dream 1

I lay in bed and felt a strong pull on my body, a vibrating feeling. I thought, You are falling into a trance state. let it work, and see if you can get out of the body. I seemed to lose thought for a moment. I opened my eyes. I told myself, Well, I missed getting out of the body. But apparently I'm still dreaming. I should make the most of a lucid dream.

I was holding a black book. When I let go of it, it flew into the wall by my bed, as if attracted by magnetism. I made a surprised face. I told myself to get out of bed. I sat up. I thought, My sitting up feels so real, perhaps I am out of the body.

I flew up to my ceiling and then down to the floor again. I thought, I should keep dong stuff like that if I'm out of the body. But I couldn't do it quite freely. I was, in part, embarrassed. I only wore a white t-shirt, nothing else. Something about my body reminded me of a baby's body.

I told myself, If you can't fly, at least jump. If you jump really far, you will keep aware that you're dreaming. I jumped through my hallway, down into my back room. I stood by the back wall window, fumbling with something.

On the right wall (facing away from the door) was a closet. The door of the closet was open. Noise and light seemed to be coming from it -- the rest of the place was dark. I thought someone had snuck into my house and was hiding in the closet.

I looked into the closet. The back wall of it was just a curtain that fell to about eight inches off the floor.  I felt like a hotel (?) hallway was behind the curtain. I thought I would pull back the curtain and see what all the noise was about. But I saw a pair of legs, like those of a nurse or a cleaning lady, standing by a piece of cleaning machinery, white, plastic, cylindrical, like a garbage can. I got afraid to open the curtains, seeing someone so close like that.