“Can you teach us how?” chorused the children in the golden oak trees canopy. Above her the night sky sparkled but felt like a secret. Were these fledglings ready? If not now when? She looked into their eyes lit by starlight and whispered, “Raise your hands over your head and jump….just fly.” One by one they did as she said and did just that.
This is based on one of my flying dreams where I was teaching little children how to fly. It’s so easy to fly in dreams.