The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don’t know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened.
~ James Arthur Baldwin
Do you think a dream can change your life? I don’t mean the waking dreams, the goals, the ambitions, the plans. I know that many dreams of that kind have changed many lives. In a way, it’s how the famous (and maybe not so famous) become famous (or not so famous) for their deeds, their talents, or their ideas. They follow their dream.
I’m asking about the dreams we have when we sleep. Is it possible to have a dream that changes how you think about yourself and your life? A dream that teaches you, among other things, compassion for the one person you don’t always think of in terms of compassion — yourself?
Around 4:30 this morning I was lying in bed awake, thinking I might get up. I decided to give sleep one more chance. a few more minutes to find me and then I’d go find something else to do if sleep remained elusive.
I must have fallen asleep immediately as I don’t recall having another thought about it. The next thing I remember is being deep within a dream. It was one of the most profound dreams I’ve ever had.
Dreams are more real than reality itself, they’re closer to the self.
~ Gao Xingjian
Because it was a penetrating, almost enlightening, experience, I’m not going to share too many details of the dream. I will tell you that in this dream I met four teachers although at first I thought there were three. Upon exploring the dream, I realized that the woman who introduced me to The Three was a teacher as well. Lessons come in many different forms and through many different people, don’t they?
I woke up with every detail of the dream firmly etched in my mind. Usually the details of a dream start to fade right away, but not this one. The energy of the dream has stayed with me throughout the day, providing the catalyst for an epiphany or two or three. The dream opened a door that I want to step through in order to explore what is on the other side.
Dreams are illustrations… from the book your soul is writing about you.
~ Marsha Norman
On a more practical (less woo-woo) note, it’s chilly here in the Bogs today. Cloudy, windy, with the occasional rain shower. I wouldn’t be surprised if it snowed. Well, maybe I’d be surprised. We’re almost half way through April which might not mean much because we’ve had snow flurries as late as May.
Thank you for dropping by on this chilly Saturday, and taking a short walk through my dreams. The images used in this post are courtesy of an external hard drive where I have photos from 2009-2011 backed up. Tomorrow I might take the time to upload a few new images from my walks of the past few days, but I wouldn’t count on it. I’m kind of enjoying exploring the archives. Some of the photos were taken at the Cleveland Botanical Garden, some in Colorado, some in California, and some here at Breezy Acres.
Have a delightful day, evening, night… wherever and whenever you are on the spectrum of time. And sweet dreams. 🙂