I have not flown in my sleep in decades and I could only fly in my childhood backyard because I needed the back screen door handle to boost me up. I’d hold on to it and kick my legs backward until I was floating, let go of the door handle and swim through the air.
Flight enabling door in background
Cedar Waxwing's 365 
Love this. Love this shot!
Swimming is exactly how sleep-flying feels to me, too.
Great photo! I don’t know if I’ve ever flown in my dreams. My daughter Gillian did it a lot, but she had more talents than I.
Gorgeous photo. I think sometimes I swam when I flew in my dreams too.