I had a dream while sleeping yesterday that was very strange. I’ve written in the past about dreams where I was flying – in the manner of Superman, not a pilot. This was one of those, with a twist.
In the dream, I started doing somersaults in the air, then added barrel rolls, and was just generally playing around. All of that was fine – it got weird when I suddenly started traveling. First, a slight shift of my gaze to the left, and I’d be over Seattle. Then a slight shift of my gaze to the right and I’d be over New York. One or two barrel rolls later my awareness expanded to where I was everywhere – all at once. There was a calmness bordering on serenity that went with this. I didn’t freak out until the phone rang and woke me up. But my heart was pounding and I was bordering on hyperventilating at that point. If I could have gone back to sleep, I guarantee I would have.