I am starting this topic to save dreams that seem to have some significance in the journey I am on. Here is the first one:

Starts out my father and I are in a floatplane. Plane is a large single radial engine highwing. Bright red with some silver trim. I am piloting.

We are taking off in snow, not water, on a paved highway( where was my reality check? ) There are power lines running parallel to the highway. We lift off and I am fly close to the lines. My father is yelling telling me to get away from the lines. So I skate the plane away sideways.
Next we are flying higher and over farmland and farms, hilled and vallied terrain. Its snowing moderately and overcast. I am completely at ease with the flying. I keep flying just above the tree lines and buildings and my father is still telling me how I should be flying.
Finally I fly clipping trees and just pulling up barely over a barn roof catching the shingles.I feel a little tension on this one, but i am still calm. As the barn roof is cleared, the ground drops away rapidly and we are now about 1000 feet in the air.
At this point my father is cussing me out and says "give me that" ( no sound, none of my dreams have sound) Communication is sort of direct transmission of thought) grabs the yoke and tears it from the floor of the plane. At that the plane tears in half in front and between the two of us. My father yelling and cussing falls away with the front half of the plane down and out of sight. As the half of the plane I am sitting in starts to drop I feel a extreme sensation of falling which panics me and I awaken from the dream.

One other thing, while flying I didnt feel I had complete control of flying the plane. My efforts to manuever were only semi effective. It like the efforts exerted were not having the effect they should have had.