When I was young I used to always fly in my dreams.
I had wings, not actual wings that you could see but I could just fly. I flew all night long, to all kind of places. For years, and years, and years, well into my twentys. When I got older I wanted to know what that meant, me flying everywhere. I read all the books on dream interpretations- it means you are trying to get out of your current status quo.
So my soaring above was a sign of my desires for leaving this small life behind and experiencing the BIG world.
Well I stayed in this big town, well not exactly I moved 10 miles north, now was that the soaring I was dreaming of? Well maybe life was showing me that you didn 't have to live BIG to live.
So here I am , 56 yrs into my small town life. What do I have to show for it? Do I still fly in my dreams? Do I still soar?
Stay tuned for the chapters of my story book.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
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I know you're destined to fly in whatever way that looks for you!?! Your soul is big and is always expanding and evolving to the greater expression of your highest self!! Love IT!!
ReplyDeleteI look forward to the story to unfolding! :)
I love you!!
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