Playing with Topaz Adjust...She had a dream.
She was flying
Para sailing actually
Just herself and the sail which she held tightly.
It appeared as a couple pair of jeans or some sore of clothing.
Not denim but very light.
She was lifted by the wind.
She could turn and look both directions.
Ahead and behind.
She was lifted higher and her heart was exhilarated.
There was nothing ahead to cause her to tumble to the ground.
Higher and higher
She was not afraid.