Ever since I was a young child I have had a recurring dream.  It always varies somewhat, but the substance is that I can fly.  Or that I can zoom.  That I am weightless.

 

When I was growiing up we lived down a long lane that we had to walk down every morning to catch the school bus.  I remember vividly dreaming that I made that trip without any effort at all.  I moved my legs as if running, but I just kind of glided swiftly down the road.  The distance that normally took me at least 5 minutes to walk was covered in a matter of seconds.

 

And I was not winded whatsoever. 

 

I remember the next day trudging down the lane toward the school bus stop and remembering my ease of the night before.  I tried to do the same kind of "run", but had no luck.  Gravity and short little girl legs just didn't allow me the freedom I felt when I "zoomed" down the road before.

 

It was quite disappointing.  I wanted to move like I did in the dream.  It was so real.  I felt like I really did it, that it wasn't really a dream after all.

 

I've had that same dream experience every year or two since then.  Sometimes I'll travel to a distant planet, sometimes I'll just be inside a school gymnasium, but always I  travel with ease and speed. 

 

And I always wake up exhilarated and happy.

 

I think it's about time for me to have another one of those dreams.