Dreams are amazing. Flat out. I could just leave it there,
but I’ll expand for the sake of writing. In this case, I’m talking about the
dreams we have while sleeping. I think we can all agree that having dreams, as
in plans for your future, is a good idea. But dreams we can’t control? Those
are some fascinating lil’ buggers! Do you remember your dreams? I am a
ridiculously light sleeper, and as such I tend to remember my dreams quite
often. Different people and situations play across my mind’s eye from night to
night, almost always new and entertaining. I very rarely will have a ‘repeat’
dream, and I also very rarely have bad dreams. What I do have are reminders of
different people and places that I may not have seen in a while, or spoken to,
or been able to visit. Or new situations that seem wondrous and weird with people
I don’t know. The other night I dreamt of friends in Edinburgh, and we were in
Edinburgh. A few days before, a guy I knew in High school who I haven’t seen
since. I’ve dreamt of my dead Grandfather, my dead cat, people I have never met who I feel very connected to in my dream, and other family and
friends over the years. My brain likes to mix it up, stop me from getting
bored!
And sometimes I get cameos by famous actors or characters
from books I’ve read. Some of my most memorable cameos have been David Tennant
(as The Doctor), Benedict Cumberbatch (as himself), and Fred and George Weasley
from the Happy Potter series. Those are always the best dreams, when you get to
be the star of your own movie or book series inside your own head. J
On a less tangible level, I think what I love the most about
dreams is how little we understand them. Why do we have them? What is their
purpose? I read a book by an anthropologist who studied Mexican traditional
healing, and he learned how to go into the underworld through his dreams to
recapture the souls of people who had been bewitched. When the souls got
captured in the underworld, the people became physically ill. He was able to
learn how to do the lucid dreaming of the shamans to reclaim souls, and control
where he travelled during his nightly sojourns into the Mexican underworld. It was
a fascinating study. I think the idea of being able to control your dreams is
really cool. Maybe someday I’ll try to learn how to do it. I know that lucid
dreaming is a thing that many people around the world have attempted and claim
to be able to do. Is that the purpose of dreams? To enter a world that exists
but can only be reached through dreams?
Or do our dreams connect us to other people living here on
earth? Science tells us that it is impossible to create (aka imagine) in our
dreams. Everything we dream is an amalgamation of things we have seen and
learned before. So when you dream of a stranger, you have actually seen that
person before, maybe just in a crowd, for a fleeting moment, but your brain
held onto the image and one day supplanted it into a storyline for your night time
enjoyment. So it’s weird to think that somewhere, people who you don’t know are
also dreaming of YOU as an unknown stranger in their own dreams. What sorts of
things are you doing in other people’s dreams? Who can know? How does this
connect us as humans?
Also, do you ever wonder if the people you dream about are
also having the same dream? And you are meeting in the dream plane of existence
to act out this story together? Maybe only one person can remember these
dreams, and so the other people just forget the dreams, either upon waking, or
sleep so deeply that they don’t consciously remember dreaming at all. Are there dream rules that are looked over by some sort of Dream Fairy? If so, dear Fairy, I request more Benedict Cumberbatch dreams, please!
Or are our dreams solely a way to connect with your
subconscious? Your brain, regurgitating random bits and pieces of the debris
that we mentally collect on a daily basis from the media, our lives, and our
imaginations? Helping you weed through the static and figure out problems, or
helping decide what knowledge to hold on to, and what to lock away for good?
Who knows, but I do know that I look forward to remembering
my dreams on a regular basis. Mostly to recall the silly things that can
happen, but also to allow myself to wonder, and to think that maybe, just
maybe, my dreams might be something bigger than they seem.
Kim x
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