I was dreaming that I was at the NHL pro like some kind of All Stars show, and Wayne Gretsky was showcasing his skill.
I was watching him do trick shots and was surprised by how I could imitate the athleticism in my imagination.
I said, “I could probably do that, but I didn’t go to the pros or play in college.” Or whatever it was that I thought to myself and told those who were with me.
So I put on some ice skates and they were trying to show me the way it’s done, but I had my own method of learning.
Anway I was looking for something…
I can’t remember the details of my mission. I was appeoached back to back by two women, one of them sort of average but good spirited and attractive enough I’d have gone out with her, not much more than an average and homely woman… the other slightly above average in appearance, very enthusiastic.
They wanted me to make them my own.
Anyway, I could hear others in the crowds praisinh the way I had gotten them to pursue and come to me for a mate, and I appreciated the validation. I’ve been accustomed to being put down and shit on by others.
Anyway, in the dream things were different. Spiritually speaking, it was encouraging.
More on that later, once I’m maybe in my meditation temple.
I’m having some distracting stuff go on, but I felt that the dream was relevant enough to push past the distracting things.
Anyway, I was very dom with the two girls.
I usually have that proclivity in me naturally, but the righr type can help me to easily step into my dominant.
Thats my preferred way of doing things and bad experiences had painted a negative light around dating and role play for me.
So in the dream world… everything is at ot should be. I’m not being approached by those who’d try to make me something I’m not or expect things not within my natural masculinity, and who’re in possession of the feminine aspect and ways that I’d prefer to be myself with, trustworthy and patient.
This is all kind of weird for me to share.
Anyway.
I had to continue my mission and out it off.
I came back and the thing is that I coukd fly now.
I was hovering off the ground and could move in relatively straightforwards, backwards… maybe slight turns and stopping was a bit challenging.
I remember thinking… I hope people don’t think I’m a weirdo.
It’s strange to think that a person wouldn’t try and show it off… the ability to ubermensch beyond the natural limits of being a man.
There were people there, just being boring. There were peopl talking about the strange music I’d been playing as well.
All I wanted to do was to sit down and have a smoke of a cigar… filtered like cigarettes… the cheap kind like I always use.
I remember putting on some silly music, like maybe sounds like Sleep Token, and fishing my pockets to find a vape… a package of cheap cigarettes, and a red lighter finally at the end of the dream.
I went outside waking up, had a cigarette… and used a red lighter.