To: Ilaine who wrote (40971 ) 11/4/1999 10:11:00 AM From: Crocodile Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
<Flying dreams are good. Only happy people have flying dreams.> I remember posting something on DAR about flying dreams awhile back. I have them occasionally. The ones that I have are sometimes fun.... I'm just flying along about 50 feet above the ground looking down at things... but a lot of them have a recurring theme where I'm flying along minding my own business and suddenly people on the ground start to shout distracting things at me and cause me to lose my concentration. As soon as that happens, I start to slow down and lose altitude. Sometimes I'm even being pursued and someone is shooting at me... That also causes me to drop down to the ground... Usually I just start going slower and slower until my toes are dragging along on the ground... It's an unbearably frustrating feeling. BTW, I feel that most of these dreams relate directly to my life... I'm quite a positive person and often try off-the-wall things relating to my career, art, outdoor adventures, etc... Also, much of my life I've worked in occupations where women are very few and far between (in fact, about .01% women). But I'm just about always game to try anything in life regardless of any obstacles that appear or are thrown in my way. However, I DO have a problem dealing with negativity when anyone around me starts telling me that my ideas are dumb, won't work, can't be done, that I don't have enough money, education, connections or experience... or that what I'm doing is risky, dangerous, or too adventurous for a woman (yecccchh....choke....choke... I hate that one!!!!). I rarely let anyone's comments stop me from doing whatever it is that I want to do, but I have to admit that other people's comments often cast a BIG BLOTCH over everything and take a lot of the fun out of what seemed like a "neat adventure" before I heard their opinions (this is especially true if the comment comes from someone close to me). After that point, I usually feel like I'm going forward alone and that my project might be doomed (even though most things turn out well in the end)....the sensation is definitely like flying along with my toes dragging through the dirt... ;-( I think I need to learn to fly higher...out of earshot or gunshot of those on the ground... but not so close to that sun that the wax in my wings starts to melt and my feathers fall off... sending me plunging down into the sea... Hmmmm....and Rambi is right... discussing your own dreams does indeed feel odd.. :-|