The World of our Dreams

Last night I dreamed a lifelong friend of mine died. I’m not going to mention who…so don’t ask. The dying was sad, but then something happened. The body turned to clay, and the red clay mysteriously was shaped into the form of that person’s body, as they were…when they were young. Then, the clay body became human and came back to life. They smiled at me and then faded away from view.

I realize, at least I think I realize….that dreams are manifestations of our subconscious mind. As much as we’d like to believe they are real sometimes ( or hope they’re not!) they are for the most part meaningless.

Or are they?

Lately my dreams wake me up at night. Some recent ones were vivid, and caused a couple of panic attacks. I suspect it’s simply some changes in my aging brain. I fear the disease my Dad had, which was eventually the cause of his death, and hopefully won’t go down that road.

As for the dreams…I don’t really mind them. They give me something to think about. Something to consider. We spend about a third of our lives sleeping, and according to what I read, normally about 2 hours or so dreaming every night. Over 50 hours a month. It’s a different world than the one we experience while we’re awake, but not one of less importance. Perhaps we should pay more attention to them and see if they can guide us towards better understanding of ourselves.

Dream on tonight!

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