I don’t remember dreams often, but when I do have interesting dreams, I try to share them here. And I feel like I need to point out that this week I also had my experience with the voice in my car.
Within the last week I’d say I’ve had two separate panicky dreams about losing our four-legged son, Meril. (I don’t mean losing as in death… but misplacing or not being able to find him.) I even have a Facebook friend who mentioned in a status that she was experiencing the same kind of dreams this week. I’m known to be very over protective with Meril and hyper sensitive about opened doors, where he is at all times, holding the leash super tight on walks, wondering if he’s okay or lonely while we’re gone, what happens while we’re gone and there’s a fire or tornado, and the worrying goes on and on… But I can’t think of anything specifically that has worried me more than usual recently in the waking hours. My only guess is that Joe was gone for most of this week and so Meril and I were on our own, which is unusual. Also, I’ve been seeing a lot of posts and videos online lately involving pets being found in the rubble of the Oklahoma tornadoes. Perhaps that’s it. Or maybe it’s more literal than that. Maybe I’m supposed to keep my eyes open.
But my big reason for writing this dream post tonight is to tell you about my flying dream last night. It was an unusual sleeping night for me. Due to eating dinner so late after picking Joe up from the airport that night, I was waking up every hour with heart burn and unable to sleep (if this is TMI, I apologize). All of these short sessions of sleep possibly explains why I remember details vividly. I think many, if not most people, have experienced dreams of flying. I have a friend who sprouts wings when she flies. As you’ll see, my flying experiences are different.
Soaring Over the Trees…
The details before the flying are somewhat fuzzy, but it took place in a fictional, beautiful, older, and urban neighborhood, possibly even a cutesy shopping district. In my dream I seemed to understand that it was somewhere in Kansas City, and possibly a location from a previous dream. One thing I can tell you for sure is that it was a pleasant atmosphere with people out and walking around. But the thing I remembered so vividly were the tall, mature, and green trees. I was either waiting to meet someone or I was on my way to meet them. Suddenly I jumped, and as if weightless in space, I was sort of suspended in the air. But my feet gradually fell back to the sidewalk. That’s when I think I knew I was dreaming and I remembered how this flying stuff worked. I jumped again, only this time I tried to remember how to get higher, to really soar. I worked my energy so that I was suddenly high above the trees and moving forward at a pretty quick speed… but I was gradually falling. I started bracing for a fall and was a little scared all of a sudden. As soon as I worried about falling, I fell faster. As I began falling into the trees I decided to relax and let go of the fear. As soon as that happened I shot back up above the trees and soared. It was so beautiful. I remember thinking “Okay now I remember how it works.” It was all coming back to me. I could somehow shift my energy or my weight to “steer” to wherever I wanted to go. It was very cool. And again, I’m pretty sure I knew I was dreaming. I don’t remember landing at a destination or the rest of the details of the dream. It was probably me waking up to take another walk around the house that ended it.
So was I dreaming? Was I astral traveling? (I don’t recall seeing a cord.) Do you dream of flying? How does it work for you?
Fly Away With Me (healing.about.com)
Brown Bananas (The Voices Blog)
“So, I had this dream…” (The Voices Blog)
Bring Out the Fire (Big Séance)
Why Did the Full-Blown Apparition Cross the Road? (Big Séance)
The Hand that Rocks Your Dreams (Big Séance)
Being Able To Read In Your Dreams (Big Séance)
Apocalypse Dream (Big Séance)