January 16, 2003
No more flying?
I might have lost a little bit of myself last night. For a long time, I've had these really wonderful recurring dreams that I could walk on air, a few inches above the ground. And then I could glide, and then I could swoop a little bit. Always showing people around me, showing that we had a new stage of evolution coming, that everyone could do it, they just had to figure out how to unlock it inside themselves, and that we were close to being able to do so. And it was so fun. I could also jump high, too - not like superman high, but I could jump over tables and stuff.Tonight I had a dream that I was in a conference room with a few people. I made a date with a lady (slender, red hair, light blue eyes, narrow face), who then left the room. Then I started floating and showing people. But then I realized, as one of the guys there was a bit envious. I went up to him and said, "It's okay. It turns out that when I'm able to do this, it really just means I'm dreaming." Then I embraced him, and deliberately shook myself awake. :-(
That makes me sad. Did I give up some sort of idealism? I don't want to. I really like the flying.