Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Dreams 101

What is your take on them? Do you think they are nothing more than excess headspace? Or, is there more to them?

A friend of mine thinks that it is highly possible for two people to share a dream, so to speak. That would be....interesting to say the least. But, imagine if it were possible?!! Talk about invasion of privacy.

I ask, because I dream lots. Sometimes they are beautiful dreams that I wish would never end; other times they have lead me on all sorts of sleepwalking adventures. But, do I give them any credence? Do I believe that a dream tries to tell a person something?

Yes and not sure.

Yes, in that the persons own headspace will influence what they dream about. If they are having issues at work, for example, maybe they'd have a 'work' dream. Which, to me, makes complete sense.

It doesn't make sense that two people, (or more for that matter) can share the exact same thoughts. How could it be possible for two people to share a dream?

But, every so often, a dream comes along that makes me think 'Woah. Surely that wasn't just me and my headspace'. The sort of dreams that make you think that there's more to it than excess headspace. That the universe is making contact. Good, bad or ugly.

What is your take on dreams? Do you give them any credence? Or just wake up, smile (or have a teary, depending on the dream) and get on with it?

2 comments:

Jodie said...

I think some do have meaning or significance, and the majority are random brain spring-cleaning.
I love the strong, powerful ones that make you take notice, the ones that linger with you all day because they bear so much meaning to your day to day life... even if it's just to reinforce a message that you've already been pondering in your conscious state.

I love hearing of people's dreams!

N8chaluva said...

I've little doubt that some dreams have major significance. I call the major ones landmark dreams, they come at significant points in your life. Read Freud and Jung about dreams - windows to the unconscious mind.
My best dream I had ten years ago this month.
I come to a cathedral tower under repair. I climb external scafolding and meet a muscular mason (the body)working sandstone, a designer (the mind) recording pieces of stained glass design and a priest (the spirit) drunk and treated as a lightweight by the others. It reflected a stage of growth I was at. It was more narrative than as I have briefly described, but that dream held power over my thoughts for years.
Terry