This was a recurring dream in most of the elements. In the previous version of the dream, the class and class structure was the same, but the teacher previously was an anthropology teacher that I'd actually had. In this dream, I have a new teacher, who is young and blonde and female (my actual teacher was an older gentleman). The class structure was very rigid; we are not allowed to talk or ask questions and we have to use our Visa cards as identification, although the teacher promises to only make a twenty-five cent charge to test the validity of the number. It's the first day of class and we are filling in the informational sheets on ourselves, including our Visa numbers.
I am conscious of everything before it happens and although I follow the format of the previous dream, I am making decisions to go along with the plot. I am aware that my SO is in the room, but we're young and it's many years before we get together. He's a jock and he's immature at this point. We have to answer some questions that are on the board, so I go and lie on the floor in the center of the room. I'm joined by a fellow that I took a few classes with and see every now and again. He grumbles about the Visa information and the teacher (literally) screams at us for talking. I get up and walk along the seats on the other side of the room, because I want to see my SO and I know he's over there (lucid?). The imagery at this point becomes very much like the animation in Waking Life, with the wavy lines. I see my SO walking back to his seat and he has a dark cloud over his head that extends behind him in wavy lines, every once in a while reaching near someone to threaten them. I don't think of it as an aura, but I do know that it's because he's not a good person yet. I make a conscious decision to share my love and light with the people I care about that are in the class, so a bright white light extends from my head (I bend over to help it move out). It reaches out to a few people that I care about (although I don't see them, nor are they identified in the dream), but I watch it pass my SO by. I know that our time is not yet, but that it will come.
(I was reading about the meaning of the word Namaste right before I went to bed last night, which might explain the "lights within you")