“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” Harriet Tubman
Once I dreamt I went in for surgery and came out with tattoos all over my body. Mind you, I have never been nor will I ever be tattooed, but the dream seemed so real. Imagine, if you will, a tattooed 75 year old woman. It did wonders for my wrinkles. You couldn’t see one of them.
Do you ever wonder where dreams come from? Many of mine have turned into plays or short stories. I wouldn’t be surprised if Lewis Carroll or C. S. Lewis didn’t have a dream or two before creating their works of fiction. They can be the greatest starting point for many stories. Our brains are remarkable organs, which haven’t yet been completely tapped, understood, or used to their fullest extent.
Once I dreamt we adopted a buffalo and brought him home to take the place of our dog. We bought a truck full of Buffalo Chow, made a bed for him in the laundry room and taught him to catch a Frisbee, to sit and stay and give you a high five. This turned into a story about just that thing, called “A Home Where the Buffalo Roams.”
I’m certainly not a visionary nor a prophet, but it would be fun to be able to interpret some of them. I’ve never smoked pot or done any+ hallucinatory drugs. I’ve had a glass or two of wine, but that doesn’t usually create dreams. It just puts me to sleep.
Some believe that dreams can be a form of release – something we would never do in reality becomes perfectly normal when we sleep. Others try to make something of those dreams – to analyze them or turn them into truth. Maybe God is even speaking to us through our dreams, guiding us to make the right decision when we’re faced with one. I’ve tried to record some of mine, but often forget them as soon as I awaken. I should have a notepad right next to my bed so I can keep track of them for future use. They could become best sellers – short stories – plays and even good reason to have you put away for a very long time.
Sigmund Freud had a lot to say about dreams. His theory is that that dreams are an expression of a repressed wish that we would rather not admit to. This would lead to conflict within the psyche. He also stated that dreams perform important functions and serve as valuable clues to how the unconscious mind operates. Maybe studies should be done on this area of our brain. It might well lead to reasons for the way we are. It could also help to treat mental illness, which is so prevalent today.
I think our dreams are meant to entertain us when we’re sleeping. I also think they’re a compilation of things we want to accomplish. They can be the setting a goal and fulfilling it. Since this is a definite part of who we are, I’d be interested to know what you think.