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Lucid in the ocean It is the middle of the night. I am in my bedroom, laying in bed, looking at my phone. My wife is straightening the pillows on the window seat, and we have a brief conversation. I notice light coming from the office and decide to check it out. Now I am in the office turning off my monitors. Now I am back in the bedroom walking towards my side of the bed. The floor is remarkably clean of stuff, but my son's inhaler chamber is in the middle of the floor. I pick it up, put it on the dresser, and continue on. Now I am standing in the ocean with water up to my mid chest. It is a beautiful day - cloudless, but not too bright. The ocean is a translucent blue and is completely calm. The shore is behind me; I am looking out towards the horizon. My wife is about 10 feet away to my right. Other groups of people are scattered around. There is maybe 50-100 feet between each group, and the groups go as far as I can see in any direction. I look to my left and see a VERY tall wave heading perpendicular to shore towards us. It is a literal wall of water: each edge is straight, and (I do not know how I know) it is only a few inches thick. I realize there is no way this is reality. I decide that the oncoming wave will be a portal, and that as I pass through it I will change form. A couple of seconds later, the wave passes over me and I barely feel it - I am not pushed around at all. I lean back in the water to expose more of my body check over myself and see that I look a bit different, but not to the degree I would imagined. Oh well. I see another wave coming and enjoy the sheer ridiculousness of the situation as it again passes over me with no effect. I decide to try something totally different, so I loudly say "Nazrax to Enterprise, Nazrax to Enterprise, one to beam up" and try to imagine the white swirly effect of being in a transporter beam. For a moment I even close my eyes, but then I get scared and open them again. The scene is unchanged. I am a bit disappointed but glad I did not lose lucidity with a stupid mistake. Now I am further along the beach, still up to my chest in water, and my swim trunks are down around my ankles. I reach down and try to fix them, but I move really really slowly. After a moment I realize I am instinctively moving slowly to avoid disturbing the dream and realize that A) that is kind of silly but B) maybe it means that my dream and/or lucidity is fading. I remember that my current goal is to remember that my real body is asleep in bed, so I tell myself that my real body is asleep in bed, that everything around me is a creation of my mind. I hold up my hands, look at them (they seem perfectly normal), and tell myself that even these hands are just creations of my mind. I see a couple near me and realize I know them. I greet <PERSON>, then Nan; then I realize that <PERSON> is actually standing right next to the woman I would just greeted. I greet her, assuming the first one was her sister, but then I realize that she is the sister and the first one was <PERSON>. I get really confused, then I wake up. Fragment: I am with a group of people standing on a grassy field. It goes as far as I can see in any direction. It rolls gently, going up and down gradually and no more than about 5 feet. Thin, bright streams run over it here and there. I have the impression of a lot of yellow, though I do not know what it is from.