How to Fly - Locations

For an explanation/introduction to How to Fly, click here. In the segment below, dreamers describe a variety of flying locales.

Visiting Lesley Gore

I don't know how I get up there. I'm all of a

sudden just flying, and it feels so wonderful. I

can see a patchwork of green fields below. I

circle above houses until I find the one I want,

and then I fly right in through the window.

All of a sudden, I've landed and just start talking

and no one is surprised.

One time I zoomed into a sort of southern

California-style ranch house and saw Lesley

Gore. She had short red hair and was wearing

bell bottoms and a shell top. I remember the

clothes, and I remember how nice she was—

she was my friend.

- Jim Allio, Age 50, Postal Clerk, Writer, Singer

Corner Crouching

I've been flying as far back as I can remember.

I always start up near the ceiling in a corner of

the room in a semi-crouch. I don't know how

I get there. Then I just glide down into the

room. I don't know how, something steers me.

I land very comfortably.

I never fly around outside. Except once, at the

end of the world, I flew straight up into intense

blue.

- Denise Davis, M.D., Age 39, Internist

Window Peeping

When I was younger I did a whole lot of

flying, looking out of windows, aerial views,

sort of swooping down.

- Pam O'Connell, Age 45, Interior Designer Specializing

in Window Treatments

This Must Be Chicago

I remember flying dreams at least from my

preteen years. I just kind of go up and usually

have the ability to go up whenever I want to. I

can choose how high I go up. Usually it's over

people's heads, about two or three stories

high. Recently I saw a whole group of people

flying in the same direction. That's unusual.

Usually it's just me. I fly a lot in cities—there

are trees, buildings. I think it's Chicago.

- Deborah Goldsmith, Age 47, Community College

Economics Instructor

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