Have you ever had a dream where you were flying? That feeling of soaring through the sky, free and unburdened? I hadn’t had a dream like that in years, but just the other night, it happened again. It reminded me of a magical experience from my childhood—a time when I felt truly free. As I sat with the dream and let its meaning sink in, I realized just how much it mirrors what's happening in my life right now.

When I was a child, flying dreams were the most magical experiences I could imagine. They were filled with freedom and joy, just like riding a horse bareback with my arms outstretched, feeling the wind on my face and in my hair. That sense of weightlessness, of being able to escape gravity and soar, was an unforgettable feeling. It's one of the reasons I’ve always loved riding bareback—the sensation is so similar to those dreams, and it represents the same kind of freedom that calls to my heart.

But this recent dream wasn’t just about flying. It...