Jumping High – recurring dream

Caballitos de Totora. Huanchaco, Perú

Ever since I started skating, when I was an adolescent, I always had this dream that I could make the craziest tricks  when I would jump using my skates. It felt as if my jumps lasted so long that I would gain consciousness of those instants and would allow me enough freedom to move as I pleased. So being conscious of this ability, I jumped, spinned, did flips without the fear of falling in the ground and hurting myself. During the dreams I would perform several jumps consciously in locations that I frequent in the real world.

Now I am older and have stopped skating. But in one than more occasion I have had this dream where I can perform jumps similar to those I had during my skating days, this time, without my skates. One day I dreamed that I was in a highway, in a section that looks a lot like the section between Divisa and Penonome, with long straight roads dissected by rivers and with green trees on the sides of the road. This dream took place in a highway section nearby a river, and in the middle of the road, there were long vessels made out of woven straws,  just like the peruvian “caballitos de totora” except that these where really long and very flexible.  As the bow of these was burried in the ground, they where able to stand like bamboo trees. In my elated sensation of my endless jumps, I tried to reach the top of these and I was able to stand in one foot on top of them, or grab the tip and stand on the side of them, without disturbing their natural movement.  In this dream I conciously jumped from top to top without even thinking of gravity. It felt a lot like the jumps performed in Chinese Kung-fu movies such as Hero or Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

Last night however, I dreamed I was running and while I was doing so, I attempted to jump, and every time I bounced in the ground I would be able to jump higher. The ground was black and kind of soft with yellowish straw splinters. In the dream I remembered my dreams as an adolescent and I would try to perform the same tricks flipping, misty flipping and spinning. In one of the jumps I was so conscious and aware of what I was doing that I realized it was a dream. I immediately woke up.

In all these dreams I am alone. Nobody is watching.

P.S. If you would like to comment on this dream, please avoid any references using or comments based on Freud’s free association process.

~ by Mr. Drive on 2009:Apr:05.