NOTE: I think I found the Lucid Dream Necklace while I was in Mexico. I’ve been sort of idly looking around for it for four years now – this one is closer than anything I’ve seen. I didn’t wear it while dreaming, but did handle and look at it some beforehand.
Note: I’ve been thinking a lot about embroidery with beetle wings. I got some on Ebay. They’re AMAZING. Post about them to follow later.
I’m walking along a suburban street, and see a yard that looks like it would have interesting beetles. I look around at the base of the tree, and sure enough, there are huge ground beetles with brilliant multi-hued green heads. Their bodies are oblong and brown, almost like large dog ticks. They’re going in and out of the trunk of the tree, foraging through the leaves and ivy. There doesn’t appear to be anyone at home in the house, but I look occasionally to see if anyone is there. The front door is just a screen or glass door; I can see inside through it.
Then, a woman shows up at the door. She is shortish with medium-length curly brown hair, and wearing a red and white blouse or dress. She appears startled to see me. I stand up and start strolling nonchalantly down the block. I glance, and don’t see her at the door.
Then, a big blond guy, obviously gay, runs up to me. He gets in front of me, and confronts me with, “What were you doing with Nancy’s bees??” He seems angry. I try to explain that I wasn’t doing anything with the bees, I was actually looking for beetles to use for an embroidery project. I show him my wormspit.com card with the pictures of the insects on it (although in the dream, it’s more like a brochure, despite the fact that I pull it out of my wallet). He seems mollified, and lets me go. Then, the woman from the house comes running down the street, and explains that she doesn’t mind, and it’s OK if I want to look for beetles in her yard. I go back, and we sit and look for them together. However, it’s too late in the morning for beetles now – although we do find several other interesting things. One starts out looking like a dead bug, but turns out to be a tiny snake wrapped into a shape; it is brilliant metallic gold. It wakes up and we put it down and it slithers away.
After a while, I realize that I need to get back home. I stand up, thank Nancy, and start flying off. I’m zooming along, when I realize that I’m dreaming and become lucid. I zip along through the trees at an unusually high rate of speed, and even in the context of the dream I realize that it’s faster than I usually fly in dreams. I think it may have been influenced by the zip-lining in Puerto Vallarta. I wake up.