[AgindyMinnife]

#3

One morning I woke up from a dream where I had been inside what looked like a very large and old castle. It had stone walls and floor; the bricks were very large and the walls very thick. It was soundproof and there weren't many windows, the only ones I recall seeing were very small and very high up near the ceiling, which was also very high. Throughout the night I had been inside this castle, and various teachers had visited me within the rooms, although when I woke up I could not remember what we had discussed. I do remember that it seemed to happen in shifts; that at times I was alone with a teacher, another time there was a larger group of mixed young men and women my age bustling around and talking, and before I woke up, I remember the last part the most clearly. I was with a young woman my age who looked Afghani, I would say, but not certain. We were training with nuns--no men were in this particular version of the 'castle-training' scene. She had taken me outside for a bit and I was testing out my flying/hovering skills (I am a very skilled flier) and we were hovering above an ocean that was partially frozen near the coast. I could see waves that appeared to be frozen in place, small waves about 1 foot high. The sunlight was very bright although it was winter and extremely cold. I did not mind the temperature at all. This senior student had taken a fruit basket out and left it on the frozen surface as an offering. I was practicing placing the weight of my feet down on the surface of the water, testing its solidity. It was slushy and would not have held me if I had placed my full weight down on it. I was able to suspend myself effortlessly above the surface and place my feet down to touch the top of the slushy water without losing balance or dropping. I was skipping along a bit like the old Taoist gung fu masters. Later we were back in the castle room getting ready to go to sleep for the night. She was getting into her bed, a single cot with a sheet and a brown wool blanket, pulling it up over her and talking to me. I remember her speaking to me specifically about what it is like to be a minority ethnicity. She was saying that one feels 'intimidation' directed at them by (dominant white culture). I remember thinking about that, realizing I am not always aware of that when I am interacting with someone who is of another ethnicity. Then I remember that instead of getting into bed to sleep, I floated up toward the high small window that was propped open, I was slipping through it, sneaking out into the night to enjoy the delight of flying....

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