The Meaning of Dreams. . . .

Have you ever had a dream that was so real like that when you woke, you felt…lost? I have. But this entry is not about that dream. This entry is about a dream that I have had many times and I wonder what it means. I want to find out what they say it means, but at the same time I am afraid to find out what it means.

My dream always starts out the same way, I am flying through the air, my arms are out and I can feel the winds upon my face and through my fingers. I can always see a city below me, a city that I have never been too, and it is always the same city. I fly around for hours and then I hear a child crying, I swoop around till I find where the child is crying from.

I softly land there, the child looks at me with delight dancing across the child’s face. The child is sometimes a boy and other times a girl. The child then points to a nearby tree, I can see a kitten stuck way up in the branches near the top. I lightly leap into the air, I can feel a cape flutter behind me.

I gently reach out and I grasp the kitten into my arms, I fly into the air a little ways, the child screams in laughter, and I slowly decend to the ground. The child shouts in glee and takes the kitten away from me. By this time, the parent(s) come out to see why the child was crying and they see me, they smile and say thank you. They say my name, but I never understand what they say.

Sometimes the Father comes out, sometimes it is the Mother, and other times it is both of the parents that come out. Almost always it is the Father that reaches out to shake my hand. I always shake the hand that reaches out to me, and the person that owns that hand always grins wide.

At this point, I look over to the child that is playing with the kitten in the yard, the child looks to me and smiles, a childish thanks wafts over to my ears. I say your welcome softly and smile to the child. I turn to the parent(s) and say have a good night. I then leap into the air to fly away.

It is at this point when my dream gets all weird, I cannot fly anymore. I fall to the ground like a lump of lead. I thump into the hard grass. The parent(s) just stand there and do nothing. They do not laugh, they do not point and stare, they just stand there.

I get up off the ground and I try to fly again, and again the same thing. Nothing. I leap into the air to fly away, and I fall harder this time. I cannot fly.

But when the parent(s) and child leave, I softly leap into the air and fly away. I can once more feel the wind currents against my body, and I am free once more.

Does this dream mean that I am only free when there is no one else around me?

“In the life of dreams, everything happens so fast.”