i met a REAL 60's hippie in seattle who talked to me about trying to train yourself into always being lucid in dreams. he said to try and look at my hand in a dream. well that night i had a dream and i was in a tree and i thought "hey, look at your hand" and i did. then the hippie appeared below the tree and i said "hey!! i looked at my hand!!" and he smiled. the next day i saw him and i told him about the dream and he said "yea, i know, i was there" cue spooky music