The nuts and bolts of flying.
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Lucid Intent? Yes Lucid Technique: MILD
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It is evening time and the weather is very beautiful with purplish skies as dusk approaches. I feel and know that I am in America, I am accompanied by an unfamiliar young man who is a friend I have been going to dream college with.Although I don’t recognise the man I feel like I’ve known him all my life and that we are very close and best friends.
I am aware that we have both just successfully graduated from college and become liberated and somewhat independent and free, we both feel that the world is now ours to explore and have adventures.
As if to celebrate we go on an adventure to explore the world, it will be the sort of adventure where we will take as long as we wish and go where we want without any specific plan.
Our adventure begins with us paragliding through a beautiful park the experience is truly exhilarating I feel as light as a feather totally free of stress and worries and without a care in the world, as we pass through the park we look down on all of the people out strolling and spending a pleasant evening in the park.
We begin to fly low as if making a landing in the park and we make our special parawings flare by pulling on the special cords with handles, this lifts us high up into the air in a gentle but sudden uplift before we gently come gliding down to the ground. As we land one of our parafoils gets caught up in a large lush leafy green oak tree. We are both stand rolling and folding our parachutes into neat bundles when we meet two young women who stop to watch us as they walk by.
My friend and I talk with the young ladies trying to chat them up and ask them if they want to come on our big adventure with the two of us, I feel very confident chatting to the two ladies and do not feel at all inhibited or guilty, in fact I feel very liberated, excited and full of confidence, sort of more adult and like a man.
But before we can all go adventuring we have to repair the parachute that got caught in the tree first. Fortunately my friend and I are accompanied by a super mechanic on our travels who is always there to help us with all of the repairs that need doing to our parachutes.
We all notice that on the parachute which needs some repairs doing to it (possibly the parafoil of my friend) that there is a very heavy and large old nut and bolt fixed to some kind of bracket which has a hefty solid cylindrical catch at its base, it seems like a very heavy and cumbersome mechanism and not at all the sort of thing one would expect to find on a parachute.
I try to unscrew the huge nut from the bolt with my bare hands but it is impossible as it is too tight, our mechanic wisely tells me not to bother wasting my energy as we need a special tool to remove the nut from the bolt.
Just then I see a garage just over the road the kind that does repairs to cars so I suggest that the mechanic and my friend go over and ask the other mechanics in the garage if we can borrow a spanner from their tool kit to undo the giant nut.
As they cross the road to the garage I wait at a petrol station on the opposite side of the road, I stand near to a petrol pump waiting for them to return.
Additional Comments:
Thoughts: This was a very vivid and almost lucid dream the flying part at the beginning was particularly wonderful. I’ve been trying to incubate such a flying dream on and off for roughly the past two weeks and now I’ve managed to have such a dream just as I had wanted even with those special paragliding sails too! From what I’ve now learnt and understood I think I was concentrating far too much and wanting the experience too eagerly, thinking about it day in and day out. When in fact I think the way to perhaps incubate such dreams is to simply ask the subconscious once but maybe in a profound and memorable sort of way maybe even symbolically and then without forgetting it entirely put the idea to the back of ones mind. But the dream also seems to be multi-layered too though and is full of interesting symbols, such as the feeling of coming back down to earth after graduating and the one parachute getting caught up in the tree, I can’t say for why but something about that symbolism is saying something to me about learning and developing as a person and how it in a spiritual regard it should still be a fun endeavour but not something to get caught up in particularly if the lessons have already been learnt (as symbolised by the fully grown oak) this concept might be backed up by the drama that occurred in Dream 1 below too. The nut and bolt are something of a recurring symbol for me and at a personal level they represent the masculine and feminine, the word ‘bolt’ could also be a play on words as I was trying to free the bolt of the nut or get the nut away from the bolt. I’ve also read that the threads of the bolt can represent the aspects that unite the different aspects of ones psyche and that at another level it may suggest that the dreamer is protecting oneself from difficult emotions and experiences. Whether the freeing of the masculine bolt from the feminine nut is representative of an inner personal drama concerning the masculine and feminine or otherwise it would appear to be necessary if I am to fly more often like I did at the beginning of the dream. The petrol station and fuel pumps are more recurring symbols for me and almost certainly represent a need for to take a pause to recapture my energy as this too may be an important factor in not only manifesting the flight dreams but is also essential in waking life too. The spanner seems to be the remedy to the nut & bolt issue and may symbolise the self-expression and skills I need to solve the problem and make the changes which are necessary to fly again, but as I didn’t have a spanner available to me it might suggest that I am lacking in these capabilities and skills for the time being.Dream 1: Little boy blue – Daytime inside a second floor living room of an unfamiliar house or perhaps apartment I see a little toddler playing with some small building blocks on the floor, the infant’s mother is just in the background in the adjoining kitchen preparing some food quietly humming or singing to herself. I see that the little boy has built something which looks like the façade of a castle or perhaps it’s a triangular two-dimensional mountain or pyramid shaped podium. The little infant boy has the innocent and ever cheerful face of an angel with bright blue eyes, as I look at his face I feel absolutely certain that I should know him and have seen him somewhere before. I suddenly feel very jealous of the child so in order to release my frustration I pull the toddler away from his toys, I do this spitefully by pulling him away forcefully by his arm I do it pretending to be adult like but beneath the surface I just know I’m being cruel out of malice (this is obviously something I wouldn’t ever do in waking life). The little toddler doesn’t seem upset at all by my actions and still has the angelic cheerful smile on his face, its almost as if in his innocence he doesn’t think ill of me or hold a grudge regardless of my spitefulness, quite the contrary in fact and he looks at me with his innocent loving face. Later I deeply regret my wicked actions and so as to make some kind of amends for my cruelty I take a very large old coin from my trouser pocket and hand it to the toddler so as to try and make amends. (One view: The child is me at some level and represents the carefree and playful nature that I have been ignoring in my life and not giving ‘credit’ as signified by the coin, the coin also doubles up with another layer of meaning and serves to emphasise the ‘value’ of a childlike outlook and nature and how this can lead one to new insights, growth and achievements as symbolised by the building block pyramid/podium).
