Gotta love flying dreams
Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2013 1:48 am
In the dream I see a very sleek Olympic type two man bobsled. It is flying at extremely high altitude, almost in space, yet it is open and the two guys do not need oxygen.
I see that they are a father and his teenage son that we traveled to Israel with. The father's name means forest and the son's name is Nathaniel. The father is in front "steering."
Suddenly I am in the flying bobsled and I am Nathaniel. I get out of a cozy turquoise fleece sleeping bag and get out of the sled. I start free falling. I have absolutely no fear. (In real life my fear of heights is the butt of jokes
) I know my Dad will catch me.
Somehow I am watching Nathaniel and being Nathaniel at the same time. The dad flies the bobsled under me and I drop into the seat, only now I am a little bigger. I seem to have grown a bit around the middle and a cover that fit into the sled over my lap before now doesn't fit, so I just hold it loosely.
We head down to ground level because it is time to land. We are landing at Vancouver International airport (although it doesn't look like Vancouver -I've flown in and out of there many times.) I'm surprised a big airport would have time for such a tiny craft.
The sun sets and night is coming on rapidly as we make our approach.
I can see flames coming out of the airport waiting area in the terminal. I am alarmed at this, but activity on the landing strip and elsewhere seems to be going on normally and the lights on the landing strip come on for us. The flames are getting bigger and coming out of the windows on three sides (the fourth side is attached to a larger building like an office building which seems to be dark.) Theflames are huge -two or three stories high by themselves. I see they are pulsing as if in time to music. The make a huge deep pulsing wompf wompf sound like the soundtrack to a sci-fi movie in a theatre with big bass speakers.
I wake up just before we land.
The main moods in the dream were surprise, delight, freedom, trust and curiosity.
The part I need most help with is coming back down to earth - why Vancouver and the fire in the waiting area? I know it's called the terminal, but I have spent a lot of time in airports waiting for a flight to leave lately and that's more the feeling I get -more of a place where people wait to take off than being the terminal or end of a flight. Yet we were landing.
I see that they are a father and his teenage son that we traveled to Israel with. The father's name means forest and the son's name is Nathaniel. The father is in front "steering."
Suddenly I am in the flying bobsled and I am Nathaniel. I get out of a cozy turquoise fleece sleeping bag and get out of the sled. I start free falling. I have absolutely no fear. (In real life my fear of heights is the butt of jokes
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Somehow I am watching Nathaniel and being Nathaniel at the same time. The dad flies the bobsled under me and I drop into the seat, only now I am a little bigger. I seem to have grown a bit around the middle and a cover that fit into the sled over my lap before now doesn't fit, so I just hold it loosely.
We head down to ground level because it is time to land. We are landing at Vancouver International airport (although it doesn't look like Vancouver -I've flown in and out of there many times.) I'm surprised a big airport would have time for such a tiny craft.
The sun sets and night is coming on rapidly as we make our approach.
I can see flames coming out of the airport waiting area in the terminal. I am alarmed at this, but activity on the landing strip and elsewhere seems to be going on normally and the lights on the landing strip come on for us. The flames are getting bigger and coming out of the windows on three sides (the fourth side is attached to a larger building like an office building which seems to be dark.) Theflames are huge -two or three stories high by themselves. I see they are pulsing as if in time to music. The make a huge deep pulsing wompf wompf sound like the soundtrack to a sci-fi movie in a theatre with big bass speakers.
I wake up just before we land.
The main moods in the dream were surprise, delight, freedom, trust and curiosity.
The part I need most help with is coming back down to earth - why Vancouver and the fire in the waiting area? I know it's called the terminal, but I have spent a lot of time in airports waiting for a flight to leave lately and that's more the feeling I get -more of a place where people wait to take off than being the terminal or end of a flight. Yet we were landing.