Remember how to fly?

beautiful

When I was a child I used to believe that I could fly just by holding my breath and in fact regularly had dreams where I did exactly that.....

:super_man:



Peace and love all x

Thankyou
So are you

Ain't it amazing that it is truly possible
You were still remembering then

Thankyou

One love

I love to read and resonate with your words they are always beautiful, thank you.

I am writing them down to make a talisman of remembering.

No Clarence, Not again!!!

Thankyou
Happy we are on this one together, my love

5 stars and a

Thankyou for sharing your love

Truly real

Your words resonate very much with me. They are refreshing to hear. I'm in the process of remembering who I am. It's not an easy journey but these words help.

Beautiful.

We are all angels.

Fly.

So beautifully written, 141!

I dream these words almost every night!

R Kelly - I Believe I Can Fly
[link to www.youtube.com]

Anyone else sense homo vibes in this video? Creeped me out a bit actually watching the vid. :\

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We make it real
You make it real

Thankyou

Fills my heart with joy, you are waking up
We will fly together, once again
Beautiful Dragon, you

You are not alone no more, we all came back from our lonely mountains to seek the true collective
Even if we are powerfull we have the softest hearts, but we look out for eachothers

One love

Thankyou love
You beautify the skies with your radient light of love light and wisdom
May your heart always find the path which makes the essence of your spirit vibrate into this reality

One love

I was just the writer
They came to me like soft wings of butterflies
Came through our collective longing
Longing for truth to be restored
Longing for our true source
Longing for peace, happiness and joy

Thankyou for writing them with me

One love

Your words have touched me deep.

Eternal thanks.

You shine.

Love to you.

That's Beautiful OP

Our hearts are eternal connected
We start to remember
Waking up to a love like this is just
Amazing

Thankyou for the beautiful images
So deep and true

Thankyou my wonderful angel
Thankyou for that rose, I shall always wear that at my heart
Remembering by it, the glow and depth of your purest love

One love

We start to remember
How high our love goes
How true it is

We are remembering how to fly
We create
We take it back

One love

How to Fly - Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

There is an art, it says, or rather, a knack to flying. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. Pick a nice day, [The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy] suggests, and try it.

The first part is easy. All it requires is simply the ability to throw yourself forward with all your weight, and the willingness not to mind that it's going to hurt.

That is, it's going to hurt if you fail to miss the ground. Most people fail to miss the ground, and if they are really trying properly, the likelihood is that they will fail to miss it fairly hard.

Clearly, it is the second part, the missing, which presents the difficulties.

One problem is that you have to miss the ground accidentally. It's no good deliberately intending to miss the ground because you won't. You have to have your attention suddenly distracted by something else when you're halfway there, so that you are no longer thinking about falling, or about the ground, or about how much it's going to hurt if you fail to miss it.

It is notoriously difficult to prize your attention away from these three things during the split second you have at your disposal. Hence most people's failure, and their eventual disillusionment with this exhilarating and spectacular sport.

If, however, you are lucky enough to have your attention momentarily distracted at the crucial moment by, say, a gorgeous pair of legs (tentacles, pseudopodia, according to phyllum and/or personal inclination) or a bomb going off in your vicinty, or by suddenly spotting an extremely rare species of beetle crawling along a nearby twig, then in your astonishment you will miss the ground completely and remain bobbing just a few inches above it in what might seem to be a slightly foolish manner.

This is a moment for superb and delicate concentration. Bob and float, float and bob. Ignore all consideration of your own weight simply let yourself waft higher. Do not listen to what anybody says to you at this point because they are unlikely to say anything helpful. They are most likely to say something along the lines of "Good God, you can't possibly be flying!" It is vitally important not to believe them or they will suddenly be right.

Waft higher and higher. Try a few swoops, gentle ones at first, then drift above the treetops breathing regularly.

DO NOT WAVE AT ANYBODY.

When you have done this a few times you will find the moment of distraction rapidly easier and easier to achieve.

You will then learn all sorts of things about how to control your flight, your speed, your maneuverability, and the trick usually lies in not thinking too hard about whatever you want to do, but just allowing it to happen as if it were going to anyway.

You will also learn about how to land properly, which is something you will almost certainly screw up, and screw up badly, on your first attempt.

There are private clubs you can join which help you achieve the all-important moment of distraction. They hire people with surprising bodies or opinions to leap out from behind bushes and exhibit and/or explain them at the critical moments. Few genuine hitchhikers will be able to afford to join these clubs, but some may be able to get temporary employment at them.

We live, we love, we cry, we die...
yet in our hearts, the question 'why...
have we forgotten who we are?"
I see you there, you ARE that star!

Conscious mind begins to quake,
collective memories stir and wake...
I am you, you are me,
Let's fly off to eternity :)

In trough your words we see ourselves
The Universe shall live again
Our hearts so small will re-unite
Creating love abundantly
The heart so great collectivly
Revives creation endlessly

Thankyou for sharing your beautiful heart
You make me smile and cry at the same time

In our tears, we find such peace,
Of pain, the strength to find release.
Deep down inside, we see 'us' there,
where truth resides, where souls are bare...

Exist, we have, right from the start...
Your tears I hold within my heart.
Thru lifetimes lived, I remember you,
we were always one, we were never two :)