Dreams and real life

My daughter was born. We named her Ella. She is gorgeous. She managed to do a 180 into breeched position just a couple of days after her due date, which is a difficult task for a baby unborn, to use so much power to unplug a fix in hip head and head, head-strong in the wrong direction! Maybe she will be an artist too... someone very determined that is only guessing which way is the right one to go.

On the dream topic I mentioned last time, I managed to collect two interviews. Both reveal the flying as a natural act for the person while in the dream and an addition to their physical memory that could answer the question - What has your body experienced? 
This matches my flying memories from a childhood dream. I knew what I needed to do to fly, which was standing on a chair and then spiral my body into the air, like swirling upwards in water. Another notable thing is that no one so far has flown in their dreams in a way that mimics film flying (horizontal lying with arms spread out, ala Peter Pan) So there is a point to follow that the flying seams like a personal inherited ability which is not copying directly images that have been seen outside of oneself but are following some kind of physical unconscious intuition of HOW to elevate, which vary, each person finding a different technique. 

Reading: I'm spending time with Deleuze and Guattari's 'A thousand Plateaus'. Trying to understand the rhizome concerning the notion of the tree. Have we been obsessed with trees and tree structures? so much that it's all that we see, and the connective structures/growing around get cut off and even whipped out to give us a 'clean image' of a single standing tree, branching up and rooting down and that's it. I let my eyes go down to the grass and trace the way it spreads, creating a multiplicity of connections and entry points. I appreciate it.