A Dream I had by Thomasina

a dream i had on 11/17/98 (when i think of it now... maybe i was a crow)

"You can't fly with your head, or your body's power, or any of that" I said to the school boys standing next to the rock. The rock that sits up and down, poking straight out of the earth in the back yard of my neighbor's house in the town i grew up in. It's a pretty big rock, a slab of some stone, which the town folk tried to remove from the ground with pick-up trucks and chains when i was a little girl. They only succeeded in getting it to a 90 degree angle above the dirt. It has sat that way ever since. "It's inside here" i said as i lifted my hand with the index finger extended and pointed straight to my heart. "Your heart," I said, "it's the only way to fly."

Then i proceeded to run...then fly… full blast to the tree tops over our old garage. When i stopped to see if they were watching, i landed in the tree tops. The boys were looking down at a cat, and hadn't seen me fly. I was slightly disappointed.