I flew in a bathtub last night …

/ roughwighting

flying bathtub, dreams, angels, Bing Co-Pilot DesignI’d never flown by tub before. Usually, I take off on my own. Well, almost on my own.

The first time I realized I had this capability was when I was 3 years old. I woke up in the middle of a full-moon night and saw a flickering being fluttering above me. Immediately I knew her – my little angel.

I called her Sweetie.

“Come on up,” Sweetie suggested, and I did. What fun! We flew from ceiling corner to ceiling corner. The window was open because it was a warm summer night, so after some ceiling adventures, I began to fly out the window. angel in our dreams, childhood flying, flying in our dreams, https://pixabay.com/illustrations/angel-light-moon-spirituality-mood-4806740/KELLEPICS

“No! No, you’re not old enough to go out,” Sweetie admonished. I was mad, and PLOP, I landed on my bed, hard.

My mom rushed in. “What are you doing in the middle of the night?” she asked, not in her nice voice.

I told her the truth. “Flying.”

Mom insisted that human beings can’t fly. Eventually I believed her, so I lost my altitude for many years.

Then, many years later when my life was balanced and safe, I tried again. The kids and the husband were sound asleep on this night. I woke, watching the full moon shine through our large second floor bedroom window that overlooked the Bay.

Flying man, flying in our dreams, porkpie hat man, Bing Co-Pilot DesignStrangely, I was not surprised when the lean older man wearing a porkpie hat and a wrinkled brown suit motioned to me through the open window. He was just floating there, as if standing on ground.

I hopped out of bed and walked toward the window.

Even though I couldn’t hear his voice, I knew he was asking, “Are you ready to fly?”

I didn’t hesitate, nor did I wait to put on my bathrobe. My knee-length cotton nightgown seemed appropriate. I just touched the top of his hand – for guidance, assurance? – and we took off slowly, lightly, slanting slightly, over rooftop and water and woods.

When he returned me to my upstairs bedroom window hours later – or was it minutes?  – I felt elated. Overjoyed. I could fly again! https://pixabay.com/illustrations/eve-moon-night-moonlight-man-959025/Alexas_Fotos

Now, why I flew in a bathtub last night? That’s another story.

Do you fly?

101 thoughts on “I flew in a bathtub last night …”

  3. Yes, I do fly! I must pay attention to my surroundings next time.

    And in a bathtub, eh? Hmmm… that is most interesting. You’ll have to expand on that one!

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    • You’re so fortunate to have these “visitors.” I ask for them to come sometimes, but it doesn’t always work. Of course you would go “in a heartbeat.” You’re an adventurous soul as a teacher and a woman and a wonderful BEing.

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      • I feel very fortunate. Although I ask, usually they just randomly appear, as a deep and profound presence, but not a vision. Thank you for your kind words, Pam.

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    • I’m not sure what it means to fly in our dreams – different opinions by the “experts.” I think it means our consciousness is open to fly in all directions in time and space and experiences. ;-0

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  9. I have never flown but would really love to do that at least once. In a bathtub sounds like a good way to collect ephemera along the way so you have things to remember from the trip. I’m much too grounded still to fly. Maybe later. Loved reading this. It speaks to me.

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    • My wish for you is that you soon fly in your dreams, Marlene. I know you will love it. And your reason to fly in a bathtub is fantastic – only you the craftsperson and unique creative would think of that. My bathtub was more a protective device from “bad actors” who tried to derail my flight. :-0

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      • Pam, I have not written a blog since the first week of Dec. I have very mixed feelings about continuing since I didn’t feel like anyone was getting anything from it. I don’t want to waste the time of anyone. I miss the conversations more than you know. It’s hard to restart after so much time but I keep trying to put one together. Think of you all the time. Had a hard time getting to read your Summer Zen blog. Kept getting an oops error until I finally saw it pop up in my reader. Seems the world is going faster than I am these days but for some reason, I’m still here plugging alone. I love reading your stories more than any others.

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  13. When I was a child I apparently tried to fly into the basement, and my landing subsequently required some stitches. I was lucky enough to have survived, so I decided at that point it would be my lone flight…unless you count falling off a ladder as an adult, but there definitely was no flying intended then.🙂

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  15. Does flying into a rage or flights of fantasy count? Ha Ha!

    I love, love your bathtub story along with the fanciful comments. You have inspired me to try Bing Microsoft image creator too. Watch for my adaptation on my Wednesday blog.

    Lovely, Pam!

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    • I’m told if we ask for it, the flying will happen. Much easier when I was younger. I think I have to lighten my thoughts to get liftoff. The tub just appeared and helped me feel secure as I flew into uncharted sky. 🛀😯

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  17. I’ve had some wonderful flying dreams, but not for a while. When I start to lose altitude, all I have to do is flap my arms and tell myself I can do it. If I believe in myself, it works. If I doubt myself, I crash. I haven’t tried flying in a bathtub though. Waiting for you to tell me how it’s done.

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  18. I used to dream of flying frequently. And as a young teen, I tried very hard to learn to astral project. I’ve always wanted to fly.

    Lovely story. Are we going to hear about the bathtub?

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    • I did some astral when younger. Freaked me so stopped but time to try again. I think as we get more loaded with thoughts and worries we’re less likely to be able to take off. The tub experience was fun/ heavy and solid but glided along nicely. I must have needed the porcelain protection in that flying dream! 🛀 🙃

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  20. I had repeated flying dreams when I was younger. I was never in any kind of craft, but I could accelerate and bank into curves, similar to riding a roller coaster. They were quite real and exhilarating. No idea why they stopped, or perhaps I just don’t remember them.

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  21. I was surprised by the lean old man in the wrinkled suit. I was expecting Peter Pan.

    The flying dreams I remember always involved some effort. I’d walk to the top of a hill and flap my arms and fly for a while.

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      1. I know, I was shocked that the person encouraging me to fly was the opposite of what the storybooks told us. I guess it’s an indication that we must always keep our minds open.
      2. Yes, there are times when liftoff is not easy. I remember times also of flapping my arms and urging myself Up Up UP! Whatever works!! Once I got the hang of it, I just flew with my arms at my side.

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    • Flying in our dreams (or in the case of a child who doesn’t know better, so can probably fly awake), is SO MUCH FUN. Gravity is nonexistent and we can really explore our BEing as we fly gracefully over land and sea. ❤

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  24. It’s been awhile, but I recall the feeling of flying around the tree tops and soaring over open fields and rushing streams. Always a thrill that was also terribly disappointing when I woke up without the ability to continue flying. 😦

    Best of all ~> no TSA agents telling me to remove my shoes or put my belongings in a bin or . . . 😀

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    • First, YES, you have experienced flying as I have. Just so much fun and freeing and as you put it, thrilling.

      Never thought about the absence of TSA agents but so true!! Thanks for the laugh. xox 🙂

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  25. I’ve flown a few times, and each time I was amazed at how simple it was. I remember telling myself to remember how to do it when I woke up. -sigh- But I never have.

    Great story that brought a smile to my face. 🙂

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  31. I can’t recall having done so in quite some time, but you may have implanted a seed for my dream state!

    I’m reading a book I think you would really like – Beautyland by Marie-Helene Bertino. It’s a story from a very different angle and character. That’s all I’ll say – you know how to find reviews. 🙂

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    • Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh. I just read the reviews of Beautyland. This character is ME!! How did you know? I’ve just ordered the e-book from my library and hopefully will read it soon. When I was a child I was sure (SURE) that I was an alien put on Earth, with this Earth family, to find out what it was like to be human. Perhaps that’s why I’ve been able to fly all of this time. !!!

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  35. Haha, I’ll be honest, when I first read this post, I was like ‘wait a minute, what?! I’ve been lied to my whole life?! I thought humans couldn’t fly?! Maybe she’s a superhero or something?! Maybe I’ve just been doing it wrong all this time?! But then I read the comments and… well, let’s just say my dreams of flight were crushed (pun intended).
    Anyway, to answer your question, I do fly… in my dreams! I fly so high sometimes, forgetting gravity exists. I have fallen too many times, landed badly, and some bones were broken. But I’m well-healed by the thought of how fun it is to fly. Giving up is not my thing!

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    • LOVE your comment. And I’m coming clean here. Sometimes the flying is in my dreams, but sometimes I do believe it’s literal. A bit scary and only happens if I can let go of the fear. But now that I’ve read about your broken bones and bad landings, I may just keep it to the dreams. 🙂

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  36. Pam, I love the gentle wonder of flying, the return to it, the feeling of safety! My husband often dreams of flying and tries teaching me – while my flying dreams usually end in catastrophic crashes and explosions!

    I saw on a comment elsewhere that your next children’s book is out in September – that is fantastic and congratulations! That is very exciting and look forward to reading much more about it. with much love, Annika xx 💕

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    • Hi Annika. For some reason you came up as “Anonymous.” You are never anonymous!! I’m envisioning you and your husband finding each other in your dreams, linking hands (much like a couple do when ice skating) and flying off – him in a beautiful arc, you … well, you might bring you both down a time or two. 🙂 Keep trying!

      Yes! I’m so excited about PETEY WANTS WINGS, a sequel to MOLLY FINDS HER PURR and BIRDS OF PARADISE. I know, I know, I need to start talking about it/promoting. Soon… soon. ❤

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