Friday, October 14, 2005
Flying
I have been flying in my dreams forever. Flying dreams are one of my favorites. I used to be very out of control and would go too fast and not be able to stop and crash land or crash into things. That's gotten better. I went thru a period where I would turn flips in the air, etc. I also like to just go out on a wind stream and float.
Flying isn't always easy. Sometimes I have to pull myself up. It's like pulling yourself up thru something heavy...maybe like heavy mesh or tulle. Pull pull pull to get up... and I never get high enough.
I used to have terrifying dreams where I would go too high.. usually in a night sky... and I would suddenly be sucked out out out in a terrible wind, with no control. Higher and higher and higher. Sometimes I would fall. That was terrifying too. Just fall out of the sky, no way of stopping. Usually, I would wake myself up before I hit bottom. Once I did hit bottom. God, it hurt like hell. I mean, I woke up immediately, but I lay there as if I were paralyzed. The dreams kept repeating and repeating. If I were I psychoanalyst, I suppose it may have had something to do with things out of control in my life. Then one time I decided just to let go and see what would happen...not to fight it, not to be terrified, but let the wind carry me out and out and out and up and up and into the darkness. Where I ended up finally......was into the light!!! That was incredible. I had those dreams for a long time, and I loved them. I would deliberately try to get myself high up there so that wind would catch me and carry me away... into the light. But now they've stopped, and I haven't had the light dreams for a long time. Wish I knew what that meant.
I sometimes save people... In a dream not too long ago, my family and some other people were in a car which my father was driving. He was going too fast and hit a curve and went off, of course, over a cliff. I shouted, NOOOOOO.. and then I somehow made the whole car fly so we wouldn't all be killed.
I used to not be able to fly over water. I would get part way and then fall into the water. That's gotten much better now, so that I am not afraid to fly over water, altho sometimes it's iffy.
I also did not used to be able to fly off a cliff. I knew I would not fly and just fall and fall and have to wake mtself up before I hit bottom. But that's gotten better now too. Sometimes I can just soar out and take the updraft.
I do a lot of flying over incredibly scenic places. There's one coastline I've flown along many many times. Never been there in real life. No idea where it is. I've also fly into and over beautiful mountains a lot too. Sometimes it's supposed to be Switzerland, sometimes Colorado. It always seems like I go too fast tho, and I can't slow down enough to really enjoy the scenery.
Usually, no one notices that I'm flying. But when people do, they try to get me down, and I can never get high enough to really get away. Those dreams are scary.
Flying isn't always easy. Sometimes I have to pull myself up. It's like pulling yourself up thru something heavy...maybe like heavy mesh or tulle. Pull pull pull to get up... and I never get high enough.
I used to have terrifying dreams where I would go too high.. usually in a night sky... and I would suddenly be sucked out out out in a terrible wind, with no control. Higher and higher and higher. Sometimes I would fall. That was terrifying too. Just fall out of the sky, no way of stopping. Usually, I would wake myself up before I hit bottom. Once I did hit bottom. God, it hurt like hell. I mean, I woke up immediately, but I lay there as if I were paralyzed. The dreams kept repeating and repeating. If I were I psychoanalyst, I suppose it may have had something to do with things out of control in my life. Then one time I decided just to let go and see what would happen...not to fight it, not to be terrified, but let the wind carry me out and out and out and up and up and into the darkness. Where I ended up finally......was into the light!!! That was incredible. I had those dreams for a long time, and I loved them. I would deliberately try to get myself high up there so that wind would catch me and carry me away... into the light. But now they've stopped, and I haven't had the light dreams for a long time. Wish I knew what that meant.
I sometimes save people... In a dream not too long ago, my family and some other people were in a car which my father was driving. He was going too fast and hit a curve and went off, of course, over a cliff. I shouted, NOOOOOO.. and then I somehow made the whole car fly so we wouldn't all be killed.
I used to not be able to fly over water. I would get part way and then fall into the water. That's gotten much better now, so that I am not afraid to fly over water, altho sometimes it's iffy.
I also did not used to be able to fly off a cliff. I knew I would not fly and just fall and fall and have to wake mtself up before I hit bottom. But that's gotten better now too. Sometimes I can just soar out and take the updraft.
I do a lot of flying over incredibly scenic places. There's one coastline I've flown along many many times. Never been there in real life. No idea where it is. I've also fly into and over beautiful mountains a lot too. Sometimes it's supposed to be Switzerland, sometimes Colorado. It always seems like I go too fast tho, and I can't slow down enough to really enjoy the scenery.
Usually, no one notices that I'm flying. But when people do, they try to get me down, and I can never get high enough to really get away. Those dreams are scary.
# posted by Zanny @ 2:22 AM 
