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I was on some slope overlooking the ocean, near a big tree, looking up though its branches. It must have been morning, due to the angle and color of the sunlight.
I started to lift up off the ground and fly. It occurred to me for a moment that I was flying even though I was awake (I'm awake, right? Yes, I am, how about that), and it seemed the most natural thing. Like, finally, I can fly while being awake.
I rose up to a certain height, and "flew" up the slope, then touched down on a grassy green meadow. At first I was alone there. Then a truck/vehicle started coming towards me from one direction, so that I had to move out of its path. Then another truck/vehicle came towards me from the other direction, and maybe another... I didn't fly upwards to get out of their way, as it seems I didn't want them to see me fly. Around then I woke up.
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When I fly in dreams, it's not like bird flight. To lift off, I levitate upwards as if I've become lighter than air (controlled by my conscious thought). Sometimes I have a feeling of not being totally in control, like I might rise up further than intended if not careful. But in today's dream there was none of that. Then I drift in whatever direction I want to go. In the above dream, I used a slight hand motion to trigger the movement. I don't have much sense of my body while flying; for the above dream, I don't remember if my body was in an upright or superman position while flying. Unlike when I'm awake, there's usually no fear of heights.
I started to lift up off the ground and fly. It occurred to me for a moment that I was flying even though I was awake (I'm awake, right? Yes, I am, how about that), and it seemed the most natural thing. Like, finally, I can fly while being awake.
I rose up to a certain height, and "flew" up the slope, then touched down on a grassy green meadow. At first I was alone there. Then a truck/vehicle started coming towards me from one direction, so that I had to move out of its path. Then another truck/vehicle came towards me from the other direction, and maybe another... I didn't fly upwards to get out of their way, as it seems I didn't want them to see me fly. Around then I woke up.
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When I fly in dreams, it's not like bird flight. To lift off, I levitate upwards as if I've become lighter than air (controlled by my conscious thought). Sometimes I have a feeling of not being totally in control, like I might rise up further than intended if not careful. But in today's dream there was none of that. Then I drift in whatever direction I want to go. In the above dream, I used a slight hand motion to trigger the movement. I don't have much sense of my body while flying; for the above dream, I don't remember if my body was in an upright or superman position while flying. Unlike when I'm awake, there's usually no fear of heights.