In waking life, I was an at risk post adolescent, enervated with a great deal of self-induced stress. In the dream I am facing a wide, closed gate, like is used on farms for animals. Jeanette the local, unattainable beauty queen stands in front of the gate--unattainable because she is the property of the local, violent criminal. (In waking life she radiates in my eyes.)
But I realize I am dreaming and reach out for her breast. She stops my advance with a quizzical half smile, then picks me up as if I am weightless, bending me in every possible configuration, as if I were a pretzel. I wake up, and all my bodily pain, stress, and emotional constriction are gone.
Your lucid dreams can educate and inform others about the joy, potential and practice of lucid dreams. Plus, you get to see your lucid dream printed in a lucid dream magazine!