When I was younger I often dreamt I could fly, either just for the fun of it or to escape from danger. My brother and I sometimes compared flying notes and it turned out that while I had to flap my arms like a bird and really work at flying he could soar effortlessly. I always wondered why that was but then I quit having dreams about flying altogether and so haven't thought much about it.
Then last week I dreamt I was flying, gliding through the air as smoothly as a bird, without flapping my arms at all. And last night I dreamt I was actually floating just above the ground, moving as fast or as slow as I liked, above the business of the street which was clogged with workers and trucks and earth moving equipment. At first I had to weave my way between them but then I rose above them and the traffic and glided away.
I wonder what it means?