12/05/2026
Pagan Dreamer: Flying, Freedom and Fear
Flying is a powerful metaphor for freedom. For three days in a row, I had intense dreams about flying. I don't remember the details, and I don’t need to. Three is the magic number and the Mysteries had my attention: they were gifting me with one of their life-changing lessons, this one about flying.
At this particular time, I was flying a lot, commuting by float plane from my island home to my City client on a weekly basis. The morning after the third dream, I found myself as the lone passenger seated in the cockpit beside my favorite pilot, a big-hearted man with a quirky sense of humor. Out of nowhere, he slid the control wheel to my side of the cockpit and said casually, “Here, fly the plane.”
I was petrified. Operating mechanical vehicles isn't one of my strengths. I've forced myself, out of necessity, to master the basics of driving a car, but flying a little tin can of a float plane above a stunning, but lethal, expanse of ocean and islands, was way, way out of my comfort zone. My grip on the wheel gave fresh meaning to the expression white-knuckling it.
In response to my ramrod-stiff body language, my pilot friend simply said, “Loosen your grip. Listen from the seat of your pants. And don’t worry, I'm here.”
And I got, in the flash of that terrifying moment, that this was a waking dream of the most powerful kind. The Mysteries were speaking to me directly through my pilot friend, teaching me how to fly in my life from a place of freedom, not fear.
Loosen my grip on life, let go of my clenching, deadening fear. Soften my body, listen from my root, from my flesh, it knows how to be and dance with what is. And don’t worry, I'm held by the love and presence of God, Goddess and the powers of life.
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