If so, you might have fun with this one. I've learned recently that often dreams have a lot of insight for us, and that they are often symbolic messages. Kind of like fables, but without the animals. 
In the dream, the dear BIL I refer to is my husband's brother who died unexpectedly last May. He and I were very good friends, which is why the dream may have been about him. (Or not, as you can see, I'm not sure). 
I dreamed that I was in a helicopter with some guy, not my husband, and that we were flying up into some very high mountains. Think "Himalayas" high. My dreams are so realistic that I could feel the motion of the chopper as it moved, so I kept waking up and falling back to sleep during the dream. I have no idea who the guy was with me, only that it was someone who felt familiar and that I was comfortable with, and that it was not my husband. In any case, we were close, emotionally, with a strong connection. We were supposed to have sex once we got to our stopping point. For some reason, that was very important, and it was the entire point of the trip. There was no option to back out, it had to happen. I told him that a purpose of mine for taking the flight was to have more interesting things to talk about, since I am such lousy conversation. He sat close to me and told me that I am wonderful conversation with a lot to say. I came back with wanting to feel more well-rounded, and explained to him that there are many topics I wish I understood more completely, like all the aspects of politics. In the dream, I explained to him how understanding economics is an essential part understanding political views, but since I know practically nothing about how the economy works or economic theories, then how could I be expected to know the economic side of politics. That was just an example I gave him as to something I need to learn. We never made it to the top of the mountain though, since the alarm blasted through my sleep like a knife through fabric. It would have been fun to get to the end--I think?
--and also to see who I was with! 
I really have no idea who the guy in my dream would have been. A good guess is my brother-in-law, since at the time he died I was closer to him than anyone else, but I don't know for sure. It could have just been a friend--maybe still living--from my past. Heck, it could have even been my twinsoul, or maybe a composite of positive attributes my mind created. It did feel like someone I have known in person, but not necessarily anyone I'd ever had an actual physical relationship with, though still that can cover many people since I've always found it easier to make friends with men than other women.
In the dream, the dear BIL I refer to is my husband's brother who died unexpectedly last May. He and I were very good friends, which is why the dream may have been about him. (Or not, as you can see, I'm not sure). I dreamed that I was in a helicopter with some guy, not my husband, and that we were flying up into some very high mountains. Think "Himalayas" high. My dreams are so realistic that I could feel the motion of the chopper as it moved, so I kept waking up and falling back to sleep during the dream. I have no idea who the guy was with me, only that it was someone who felt familiar and that I was comfortable with, and that it was not my husband. In any case, we were close, emotionally, with a strong connection. We were supposed to have sex once we got to our stopping point. For some reason, that was very important, and it was the entire point of the trip. There was no option to back out, it had to happen. I told him that a purpose of mine for taking the flight was to have more interesting things to talk about, since I am such lousy conversation. He sat close to me and told me that I am wonderful conversation with a lot to say. I came back with wanting to feel more well-rounded, and explained to him that there are many topics I wish I understood more completely, like all the aspects of politics. In the dream, I explained to him how understanding economics is an essential part understanding political views, but since I know practically nothing about how the economy works or economic theories, then how could I be expected to know the economic side of politics. That was just an example I gave him as to something I need to learn. We never made it to the top of the mountain though, since the alarm blasted through my sleep like a knife through fabric. It would have been fun to get to the end--I think?
--and also to see who I was with! I really have no idea who the guy in my dream would have been. A good guess is my brother-in-law, since at the time he died I was closer to him than anyone else, but I don't know for sure. It could have just been a friend--maybe still living--from my past. Heck, it could have even been my twinsoul, or maybe a composite of positive attributes my mind created
. It did feel like someone I have known in person, but not necessarily anyone I'd ever had an actual physical relationship with, though still that can cover many people since I've always found it easier to make friends with men than other women.
