You Can Fly

I'm so happy I've had time to blog a lot lately! I haven't had much of anything to say, but it's nice to be able to unload random thoughts and events that are swimming around in my head. I've mentioned before that I love when I fly in my dreams. Last night I had one of the coolest flying dreams I've ever had. I don't read much into these dreams but there's such a sense of freedom associated with the flight. There's no fear and such an exhilaration; those dreams make me so happy.

In the dream, my parents and I were on a ride at an amusement park and it was a very, very high ride. We were on this wooden beam that was completely open and our only security was a leather belt that we fastened around our waists. We straddled this beam and fastened the belts and as soon as the ride began to move, we were airborne on this beam and the sky turned dark like night. The stars were so bright and it felt like we were high enough up to be able to touch them. We dipped all over the sky and I saw some wonderful things. Large sculptures, brightly lit in vibrant colors--purples, hot pinks, yellows and deep greens. One of them was a large arch with flowers and vines carved into it. When we came upon that archway, the beam dipped low over a black body of water. We were low enough for me to be able to lean back and look up at the stars while skimming my fingertips through the cool water.

The dream ended with us back on solid ground in a room like a movie theatre. It was if we had been in a virtual reality movie. I don't share my dreams often but I love to share my flying dreams.