Crone seeking healing for parched skin. I pause but then move on. Passing by on to kitchen, JJ on phone to Mom, out through sliding glass doors, a few steps, initial take off for flight, the realization that it is light out even though in sleep mode it is dark, awareness of lucid dreaming as flight soars higher. Then incredible swiftly flying space type vehicles, airplanes, all luminous objects, my reflection, wow I have to get me one of those and then those magnificent men in their flying machines. Beings, humanoid I suppose attached to these devices are flying about going in both directions in a traffic flow. They are hooked up to straps and look overly oddly at me. It is then I realize I am hooked up to something. A strap falls off my shoulder. I consider leaving it off but think it might lower my flight. I put the strap back on. A moment or two more and then back on the street. Same crone appears asking for healing. I stop and place my left hand on her with my right hand on top and visualize her parched skin becoming normal. A change begins to take place so that I know I am finished. A passerby says "Thank you master." I move on. Two goddesses appear, one leads me off somewhere inside and then I wake up.