It has only been within the last five years that I realized I was having lucid dreams. Although I take active part in enacting within my dreams, they do not always end up the way I want them to. Sometimes I wake up only to stubbornly push myself back to sleep to redo it again.
Sometimes my dreams are parallel scenarios to my real life. Sometimes they are metaphorical. I have no control over what they are about necessarily. Like in life, you can’t know what is thrown at you, but you can control how you navigate through those challenges.
As so, my dreams have become thought experiments for contemplation. Every morning I wake up, brimming with focused energy, using the flow to dive directly into deep work, letting my mind plow forward with momentum.