Spider Webs

My dreams are not always clear. I wake up in the morning to sleepy spiders scurrying away. Their webs tear so easily when I try to inspect them. It is a frustrating feeling, like trying to hold something that isn't there. It feels like there is a thick mist between me and all of the wonderful places and things that I did that night. It is so infuriating!
For a few hours every night I get to go to incredible places, see people that are gone or hopefully to come, and do things that I cannot do in this world. Dreams are magical but I definitely do not fully understand them. Why do they happen? Why we do the things that we do? Why do we see and say what we do?

Last night I had an interesting dream. It fluttered around me when I awoke but faded quickly. All day it would come in and leave me little hints, flickers and tastes of the sweet dream that it was. While I was driving home it hit me, my dream came back in beautiful clarity, I was in a shop, somewhat like a head shop where a woman was teaching people how to levitate a ball. It was a small, worn, red ball that I held in the palm of my hand. She told me to concentrate on the ball, picture it in the air, ask it to go up and it would. Amazingly it did! It was hard, I really had to concentrate to make it work. It would hover a few inches above my hand then fall. But I did get it to go about six feet above my head, it would start to fall but if I worked hard enough it would fly gracefully in the air. The feelings and sights were so real that it is hard to see it as only a dream. It was so empowering and frustrating! Once I had spent a good bit of time with the ball the woman asked me if I could make myself levitate. I sat cross-legged on the floor and tried with all of my might. It was so hard that it was almost painful. I could make myself fly up but it took all of my concentration and energy. I was elated in my dream. It felt just like real life, but it was so wonderful!
There are several things that are memorable about this dream. One- I do not remember ever flying in any of my dreams. Two- the astonishing reality of it. Three- the effort that it took to do it. In most of my dreams things happen easily despite the situation. The problem is that they do not always come back so easily.
I am so glad that the mist dissipated and I could clearly see my ticklish dream. I was able to hold it for a moment longer, which really is all that I can ask for.