A journey in a dream

I recall a lucid dream in which I was in a land with lush greenery, and white/ grey skies.

When I walked, I almost glided/floated. I was among other men and women who socialized with each other, seeming to move around much like myself, slowly gliding/ floating about, almost in slow motion. People were communicating, yes. But their lips never moved. Their communication was telepathic.

I remember I met a woman who seemed familiar to me for some reason, and glamorous-this was what I 'perceived' about her, I did not actually see her in glamorous clothes. She seemed to greet me and then glide away, into a pathway with grass, from what seemed like a household of people( with no ceiling, I might add. It seemed I saw a group of people from above in the sky before 'landing' and joining the group and then meeting this woman. Upon falling asleep, I'd also perceived this land from above, before I looked down and saw this gathering of people in an enclosed place. I saw these people as shadows/ masses of energy but never saw their faces.) I followed her, and I remember feeling and 'seeing' the grass under my feet. I remember losing my footing and tripping. I saw the grass come up and meet me as I fell, felt the cool, prickly, moist blades under my palms as I reached out with my hands to break my fall. With a smooth movement, I pulled myself to my feet and looked about. The woman had gone. But I noticed it almost appeared to be raining lightly. I noticed how grey and 'thick' the atmosphere looked and felt like in certain areas of the place. There was what seemed to look like a tall street lamp to my immediate right as I continued walking. I looked up at the dull white light it gave off. I saw and was mesmerized by a phenomenon underneath the lamp. It appeared to be light grey, thick, shape shifting plasma-not ugly looking, but it seemed to rotate, expand, constrict, and flow out of itself and into itself. I saw little beads of light around it, too and was amazed at the sight. I wondered if the little pin points of light were alive. I looked up at the sky and saw the same phenomena in it. Thick, grey cloud-like blotches in the sky, expanding, constricting, turning into itself, and expanding out of itself. It was somewhat similar to watching a storm cloud, or the formation of a tornado, but it's movement was slow, almost in slow motion and quite hypnotic.
At this time, a dark figure, who I sensed was an old man with a hat, passed me and said, telepathically, ' look at (how they) created it all', and then he walked on.

I looked again up at the sky, at the shape shifting forms in it. They were so real to my eyes. They became clearer as I made an effort to focus on them. Then I woke up and found myself in my room, surprised at the crystal clear sight I'd had in the dream.