National Dream Center

If there was one dream I wished I'd paid more attention to while dreaming it was this one. It was very long, very detailed, and seemingly very instructional. My dad was marveling at some of the things I was doing, and to be honest, so was it (except I tried to keep my surprise a secret). I was in a big strange house that mine apparently. I do remember going up and down stairs constantly, and each time I would be so pleased with myself that I knew how to FLY up the stairwell. The power to fly wasn't automatic. I got the sense that it was belief based. Typically, there would be a hestiation at the beginning...I would stand there and float up about a foot and just hange out momentarily while I "remembered" how to orient my mind in order to fly.

I also remember using some big container to carry stuff with. It was cylindar shaped and very heavy. However, when I flew it wasn't heavy at all. I remember placing a big book on a shelf about 20 feet above the bed. I thought this was a terrible place to put the book since if it fell it would land on someone's head. Why am I remembering only the silly stuff?!

I'm explaining things to my dad...a woman walks behind me toward the door. Appears to be disinterested, but I can sense her ear is listening. I address her...she feels relieved that she no longer has to be disinterested. I believe this was the most important part of the dream, but I remember nothing about it!

Flying and carrying were the themes of this dream.