one of the "oldest" dreams i remember is one that occurred when i was about 14 years old - in this dream, i was in a large field, a pasture of sorts, where tall blue-green grass rippled in the soft breeze made by little specks of fluffy white in the blueblue sky - in this dream i was part observer and part participant - i remember watching me in the dream as i ran through the pasture from the lower left corner of my "dream picture" - i was running toward the center of the pasture where there stood a two gigantically tall white pillars quite some distance apart and from the pillars there flowed beautifully soft gauzelike sheers - i was in a long white dress that was fitted at the waist with a full skirt - i also remember my running through the tall soft grass toward those pillars - i can still feel the breeze sweep my face and push my long hair backward as i ran - running to the soft white light of the sheers between the pillars - and just as i approach these beautiful sheers opening softly toward me i am watching me again - i approach close enough then that i feel the white light caressing me as i began to go through the sheers - i see me again from a distance - directly under and in the flowing sheers - but not quite to the other side - and then i awaken -
