10/27/2025
Dream 2: The Flying Dream
Dream for the team from someone who asked me to share:
In my dream, I slid down a ramp (similar to a skateboard ramp) head first and slowly started to fly. I was flying through the air face down and going forward. While flying I looked up and understood that there were two straps coming down from above. They wrapped around my armpit and were the reason i could fly. I discerned that an angel was behind the straps. Then I saw a Corvette racing car, come from above and behind me and moved in front of me. The car sped up and I kept up. Then it sped up again and it suddenly took off. I then decided to go as fast as I could and I sped up. I decided to fly up and then leveled off again. As I sped up even more it looked like the “warp speed” effect on old Star Trek shows. Zoom!
Next, I started to slow down then fly downward, back to where I had started from. I took my time flying back slowly and decided to fly backwards playfully doing the back stroke.
When I got to what seemed near the place where I started I saw a man standing and so I went and stood next to him. I looked at him and then looked to my left. I saw what appeared to be myself in a Roman Centurion uniform. I was being tended to.
The uniform my other self was wearing was a kelly green tunic instead of Roman red and the breastplate armor was silver. The silver was bright, almost white.
The man seem to know what was happening and he spoke to the version of me that had been flying. It was as if he also had experienced the same things only he was either retired or getting ready to retired. I did not hear his words, but I knew he was giving me an explanation and description of what was taking place. I felt he was experienced but no longer active in the things i was learning. While he explained, the ceremony proceeded I knew that the final piece to the uniform was going to be issued to make it complete. The last piece to be issued was a pair of white wings.
Also, there was a woman i spoke to. I was sharing with her about my flight and that I had been testing and discerning things while i had been flying. She was frozen in attention to my words. When i looked at her, her face had changed and was evil. I looked away then looked back. Her face was still distorted.
Then I knew she was bad. I said confidently, “You’re the liar. You’re the liar” I knew it was the devil.
That’s when the dream stopped