Last night I had a dream. And in that dream, I was flying. This isn’t really anything new. I have many dreams in which I can fly. But, almost always, I’m flying away from some sort of danger. The only reason I fly in dreams is to get away. But not this time. Lots of events led up to part where I was flying. I was walking around what looked like a designer store with army and navy prices. Despite the low prices, I couldn’t really find anything I liked, until I started to walk out the front door and noticed over in the corner a pile of things that were free for the taking. In that pile was a handmade doll-bed that looked a little more contemporary than the one my father made me (and sits in Cosi’s room holding her toys). The most fascinating thing about this doll-bed, though, was that it had the same dark blue with light flowers mattress as the doll-bed that I’ve had since I was such a young little girl. How perfect, I thought, that Cosi and I would have the same mattress in our respective doll-beds.
I went over to the counter to make sure that the bed was, in fact, free. I decided on my way to the counter that I would pay up to 25 dollars, but as I walked up and asked, no one would pay attention to my question. It was as if I wasn’t there at all. So I ran back over to the pile, picked up the doll-bed and walked out the door.
As soon as I walked out the door, I saw John with a little boy and they were holding eggs in their hands. They were talking and making a plan of attack. Their intentions were to throw the eggs at a second story window in building from which I had emerged. At first, I was horrified – knowing full well they would get in trouble if they continued. Then, somehow, I knew it was okay. Somehow, I knew that the person standing behind that window wanted eggs thrown at him. And I realized they were not attacking, but simply obliging. I sat down my doll-bed and grabbed an egg. Throwing that egg at that window was such a satisfying act!
I think at this time, I was awoken by something. The next thing I remember is looking out the window of a very tall building. I saw John and the little boy walking far away from the egg-covered building. I looked down to the spot where they were and (EGADS) saw my doll-bed sitting there. I had forgotten it when I sat it down to throw the egg.
I opened the window and jumped out. I guess I figured the fastest way to get to my doll-bed was to fly. I am such an accomplished dream-flyer, that it surprised me that I had to work at swimming through the air. My eyes were focused on the doll-bed, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw a little girl with golden curls pass horizontically in front of me in flight. I recognized her and smiled. Then I saw her mom flying towards her. I looked down to the left of my doll-bed and behind some shrubs and I saw people square-dancing.
And in my heart, I knew I was in heaven. Where my daughter and I have matching mattresses for doll-beds, and eggs thrown at windows are requested, and square-dancing happens all the time.