Dream states have been the source of curiosity for me, and for many people across the span of time and space. Dreaming, the thought processes that occur once we reach a point of slumber, creates a state in which our imagination runs free and wild.
My dreams teaches me lessons that my waking consciousness has not discovered on its own. Often, I wake up, giggling at the ridiculousness of something that’s happened in my dreams. I remember not to take life too seriously, and to have fun.
Dreamscapes are places in which fear, love, fulfillment, desire, happiness and sadness can all be mixed and merged into a confusing mess. I am reminded that nothing really makes any sense, and that the mind tries to order things, but ultimately this categorization is an arbitrary – subjective – organization system of existence that is neither right or wrong. I am reminded to be patient with my interpretation of reality. I am reminded to be flexible, and open to everybody else’s perception and systems of organization.
When I wake up smiling, because I’ve dreamt of something or someone I love, I am reminded to cherish it. I am reminded to sit by a river and meditate with the trees, with the stones, under a knowing sky. I am reminded to dance, to run, to jump, to share a meal. I am reminded to tell someone that I love them, to remind them of love.
Sure, dreams are ‘fabricated’…but if we concentrate and listen carefully, they whisper secrets. They can help up colour the fabric of our existence.