Eagle's flight Over the lake at sunset

"I dreamed I was an eagle, though I don't remember changing. I was just suddenly above this huge lake, wings spread out, and I could feel the wind pushing under them. It wasn't scary at all—I knew exactly how to turn and glide without even thinking about it. I remember seeing my house from way up high, tiny below me, and thinking I should go down there, but I didn't want to. I kept circling instead. There were other birds around, but I wasn't one of them exactly. I was bigger, and they gave me space. At some point I dove toward the water, and right before I hit it, I pulled up with a fish in my talons. I don't know why I needed it, but I felt proud. Then I landed on a tree branch near the shore and just watched the sun start to set. I woke up before I flew again, but my arms felt light for a few minutes, like they still remembered how."