Help with dream interpretation.

[Lost Soul]

Two nights ago I dreamt I was watching a redcoated Eighteenth Century British army marching to battle. They crossed a mountain before going into a wooded area and into an open field. As their column passed a copse of trees, the opposing French army was marching toward them in column. The two columns didn't see each other and didn't fight. At that point, I realized that both armies were ghosts and that they won't fight (I thought that was rather nice that they passed and ignored one another).

In the next scene, I see a shirtless man from the British army. Somehow I knew he was a lieutenant. He was sitting up by a fire and a wounded comrade was lying by the fire near him. While no wounds were visible, the lieutenant was dying. I could see his life energy exit him each time he exhaled. It became weaker each time. I thought it sad that a young life should pass wasted.

Sometimes I understand my dreams but this one was off the wall for me. Anyone?

[TraineeHuman]

I would say part of the meaning of this dream is as follows. Although you're specially talented and have considerable abilities and intelligence etc [you = the lieutenant], somehow at present you're not living up to your potential, and that's kind of killing off the extraordinary person you want to be and were meant to be. My understanding is that fire has a universal meaning in all dreams, to do with your self-evolution. Something like, when your Higher Self reflects on who you ideally should be, it's seeing that you've virtually killed off -- or are in danger of killing off -- the possibility of becoming that.

I appreciate jobs and careers are generally harder to get lately, but everything in this dream seems to suggest that may not be a problem for you. The two armies were just kind of a symbol for fear -- false evidence appearing real. And yet, you have allowed that fear to have a semi-lethal effect on you.

[Tui Allen]

I often dreamt of flying when I was younger. In those dreams I would skim the ground at first and then soar higher and higher. I have not had that flying dream for a very long time. But last night I had a strangely different flying dream. I found I could just slowly lift my feet from the ground and rise gently into the air above the ground and stay there. While in the air I began to perform slow swirls and turns. I felt I could go anywhere and stay aloft forever without effort if I wished, that I could cover any terrain however rough it was, just by drifting smoothly over all obstacles, but that I should keep calm about it in front of others. There was none of the high speed swooping of my old flying dream. This was a more slow strong steady form of flight. A very controlled feeling. There were other people around me but they did not share this ability. This dream came out of the blue - I haven't dreamt anything like it for years but it was so vivid I had difficulty disbelieving it when I awoke from it. It was a lovely dream but not giddy - just calm and strong. I am approaching sixty years old.