Transcendent ExperiencesFlying LessonsThe flying dreams started when I was in 2nd grade. It was like I was swimming in the air, propelling myself along as though I was in a pool. Over the course of 30 years the dreams would come at regular intervals, like they were one story...interwoven with the growth and development I had in my spiritual life...ever upward, ever more complex...telling me something...Wonderful.Within a few years I was no longer swimming through the air, but bouncing off the earth. At first I could only bounce, and my flying would take me only as high as the energy I put into pushing off. Quickly I could shove-off from the earth, like a miniature rocket blasting-off from the launch pad, and propel myself through the sky. But I never got very high. The first obstacle I had to overcome was fright. Simply being off the ground at all was terrible. Then it was the gray-fog. Once I could get even 20 feet off the ground I found myself in a silver-gray fog that made it impossible for me to fly higher. And there was something just beyond the fog... Throughout my 20s and 30s, just beyond the fog, I found power lines over my head. Whenever I would have a flying dream, as I entered the fog I became aware of this energy, pulsing, vibrating, and very electric. Eventually (after many years) I was able to get above the fog and actually see the power lines. At first, just a single pair. Soon, however, I caught a glimpse of the entire grid, stretched out as far as the eye could see, in all directions. The wires were about 50 feet off of the ground. I battled the power grid in my dreams for a decade. I could go no higher. Strangely, though it was certainly no coincidence, shortly after I received the Ahyh Asr Ahyh revelation, I eventually had a breakthrough...Flying above the fog, I encountered the grid, and, heart racing, told myself there was simply no need to fear. Slipping delicately between a pair of wires, I finally rose above the power grid, only to find myself resting gently in a cradle-like blanket hovering just above the power lines. They never appeared again. But the last obstacle was height. In these dreams I no longer needed to push off the ground, or flail my arms, or any other type of motor-motion. Thought was sufficient to move me. And there were no visible obstacles anymore. The sky was, indeed, infinitely open to me. My problem was the fear of the immense heights, as one mile then two then ten fell away beneath me. Each dream I went farther, faster, more effortlessly. My final flight happened as I dreamt I was at a meeting in someone's house. A dark presence appeared at the door. Some form of problem or threat was more often than not the impetus to initiate my flight. The instant I detected this presence, I shot out a window to my left, quickly attaining a height of a few miles. Next to me I encountered this thing...a presence...benign, but vast and awesome. I continued to ascend, and quickly recognized this presence as an incomprehensibly tall tree. I sought to reach the top of it, and soon realized I was flying to the top of The Tree Of Life. As I flew to the top, uncountable miles below us, I could see there was a face on the top of The Tree Of Life. And I realized I was looking into my own eyes. The perspective changed, and I was no longer flying, but I was The Tree Of Life...roots planted firmly in the earth, watered by the River Of Life, branches extending through the air, as I reached toward the stars. I opened my eyes, ready for the day. I haven't flown since. |
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