I remember the dreams, or at least parts of them, and I have had many wonderful excursions,, By the way, when I say Flying Dreams, do not be confused, and think that I simply get on an plane, and travel, no, very far from that.. It seems that in my dreams, I am able to simply invision a place I want to be, and there I am.. There does not seem to any time passing,, I am just suddenly where I wished to be. Other times, flying is like drifting along being able to see the ground going by slowly,, so much at peace.
I know that this must sound as if I have slipped a cog,, or two, but beleive me,, I have not. These dreams are as real to me as if I were talking to you face to face. They do not seem to follow any time pattern, other then I seem to have them only when I need them. Sometimes as often as a few times a week,, to as seldom as one in several months. One thing most of the dreams do have in common, is that when I wake up after having a dream of flying,, I have an increadable feeling of well being. I am fully refreshed,, and ready for the challenges of the new day.
I will add more to this page as time permits. Should any who read this want to make a comment, please do so, my email address is listed at the bottom of this page. I would really like to get together with others who have also had dreams of flying,, to compare notes,, feelings,, experiences.. I have set up a chat area for that purpose. Click here to access the chat area.
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2:26 PM Friday 12/19/97
Today, I had a most interesting dream of flying, I will try to tell it to you.
I first noticed the dream, when I was about to soar into the bright daytime sky. Why, I do not know, it just felt like the natural thing to do, perhaps for the pure joy of being so totally free.
To lift off, I simply arched my back, and visualized myself soaring. At first, while close to the ground, it seemed hard to stay in the air. I felt heavy, and slugish, barely able to maintain flight. Then I placed my hands together, palms down, and pressed toward the ground. I felt an immediate lifting,, as it seemed that I was directing some form of energy downward and away from me. After a while, I became accustomed to this, and the fun was about to begin. I was somewhere in a town that I did not recognize, so I visualized myself soaring up into the sky. I could feel the soft warm wind against my skin, and as I rose higher into the morning sky I could see a great distance.
There was an air of urgency about my activities, but that part of the dream is in itself, difficult to remember. I do know that it was important that I not get caught. By whom, I don't know,, perhaps the military, as it seemed that I was flying near or around a base of sorts.
I flew back down near the ground, to get a better view, and soldiers saw me,, and started to chase me. Mostly I suppose because it is a tiny bit unusual to see someone flying about, without an airplane. At any rate, they were as intent upon catching me, as I was intent at not being caught. I found again as when I first started flying that when I came near the ground, it was very difficult to fly, I expended a lot of energy to simply stay in the air, and my movements were labored. I quickly flew out or reach and range of the soldiers, and back up into the sky to relative safety. It was colder up here then near the ground, but quieter, safer. I can not get the feeling of power out of my head when I would place my hands together and point them down, or in the opposite direction I wished to move. After a time, (how long,, I have no idea), I came down behind cover, and woke up.
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