The Worlds of J Matthew Root

Dream Log: August 24, 2024 – Baltimore, MD.

Last night I flew in my dreams. That’s not terribly unusual- but the way it happened was very new. In the past I’ve always had flying dreams where I was less flying and more jumping impossible distances. Like miles. That is very magical but you still feel the weights and landings can be scary even in dreams. This time it was completely different-

This time it was a conscious and deliberate mental act. No jump required. I simply lifted my feet off the floor and floated- reclining slightly but able to move in every way simply by thinking about it. I was comfortable and flying. It was an amazingly real dream. I felt my feet lift away from the floor as my weight simply became meaningless. I would say it felt like leaning back in an armchair but it didn’t- I felt weightless. I felt as though physics had lost its hold on me. Not just gravity either- but momentum itself was completely absent. I could stop and hover or shoot off across the sky without dizziness or nausea. I felt the air moving past me and delighted in the experience. I stopped laughing only to talk to the people I met. I flew lots of places in the dream and encountered many people who had a wide range of reactions to what they saw. Some people were so freaked out they ran away. Some were speechless and just stared at me. Many laughed assuming it was part of some kind of gag or stunt but their eyes grew wide when they realized it was no trick. Oddly, no one asked how I did it or requested I show them how to do it themselves. Shrug- “Oh well.”
Sadly it was a short dream. A priceless, perfect, but all too short dream.