posted on Aug, 24 2004 @ 07:26 PM
Fun topic. Welcome to the board, Bluecollar.
Although I think it's been years since the last one, I used to have some pretty spectacular and elaborate flying dreams, and I loved them. They were
GREAT! A real rush! In my dreams, flight seemed completely natural and effortless. I just took off at will and flew anywhere I wanted to. My
preference seemed to be flying above and between skyscrapers in some mythical metropolis at night. It wasn't any particular city; just some city with
lots of skyscrapers. I would fly aound and above them, hover and sometimes land on top of a huge building. Then I would run, leap off the building and
fly around some more. I hadn't thought of it for awhile, but now that I do, I really miss them.
In my waking state, though, I get vertigo when I look down from high places.
That kind of reminds me of something. I'm also not the best swimmer around. I can swim, but wouldn't want to be in a life or death situation where I
had to swim a long distance. And yet I also used to have dreams of swimming far out in the middle of the ocean amidst huge waves. I would swim
alongside schools of dolphin and whales, and it was completely natural and effortless in these dreams, as well. I loved those dreams, too.
In both cases, flying and swimming, the feeling of freedom was exhilarating. I can't help but wonder now if I had those dreams as a response to
feeling oppressed, or held back, in "real life".
Hmmmm ... Thanks for the post, Bluecollar ...