A letter to Dreamers of Dreams
To my people, the ones who pay attention to their dreams and are left utterly confused by them.
I have been able to remember my dreams for many years now. I will not brag about the countless diaries I’ve kept, because I ended up throwing all of them away, often not able to physically take them with me during our moves. It makes me sad to say that… It was always the same story though — I would write down my dreams to the finest details that I can remember, then I would try to decipher them for a long time or make connections between them. It always felt like cracking some kind of magical code. I tried reading articles, books, stories, dream interpretation apps and websites, researched symbolism, religions and numerology. I had some results, but never really understood the language or the purpose of my dreams.
People often like to say that dreams help us make sense of daily life. Some notice that they speak in symbols, that God or a higher power uses them to give us guidance and messages, but it all has to be deciphered by us. But why?
It wasn’t until I delved into a little bit of spirituality, that it finally clicked for me. It seems like more and more people nowadays have… let’s call them out-of-body experiences. And so in my search for an answer to dreams, I had to come across their stories on YouTube. And more and more of them seem to come back from their experiences with the understanding that there is a part of them that is not exactly the physical body, but a spiritual side of them. And something that struck me in their stories about that spiritual side was that it didn’t communicate exactly the way we do, because it didn’t need to. It simply felt loved, was eternally in peace and some people call this state “blissed out”. And that is for reasons I will not discuss here, because if you are interested, you can hear their stories from their own mouths or read them in their books. The bottom-line is though, the struggle between the rational mind and the spiritual side of us becomes very tangible to them, almost to the point they could see them as two separate things/beings, yet here we are and we wouldn’t be alive unless those two found a way to work together.
It is a simply magical thought, though, isn’t it? Having a part of yourself that doesn’t need actual words to justify itself in any way, that knows that everything is ok and always was, I mean, what? I could see how the ego would have a problem with that.
And then, for the more conservative among us, that relationship between the physical or the ego in us and that magical “soul” part, doesn’t it sound like the controversy and yet coexistence of the left and right part of our brains? One all rational and talkative and rigid and the other — dreamlike, emotional, symbolism loving half. They are obviously equally important and essential to the proper functioning of our brains and the entire body.
What I am trying to get at is, maybe I had the wrong approach in trying to explain my dreams in the first place. You cannot require one side of the brain to become the other. Or try to explain one the same way that you explain the other. They might struggle and compete for dominance, but they ultimately work together. As a team. And when we try to find the meaning of dreams outside of ourselves, that would mean confusion. That just wouldn’t work. My soul would want to comfort My ego. It would have a feud with My ego. Even if it is God trying to send me a message, He would probably do it in a way that I would understand. Because it is my dream.
The problem is, I will be required to look within and know both sides of myself, if I am to understand the message. And that would include the emotional irrational and totally bonkers side of myself that lives in bliss and loves me and loves everyone and everything immensely. Because it knows that somehow everything is ok.
Now that would get anybody’s ego totally freaked out. Loving everyone? Complete bliss? Everything being ok? Obviously not everything is ok! Obviously it would be easy to find many reasonings and mental exercises to prove this wrong. It would be so easy, that my mind is racing even right now explaining how outrageous and wrong this sounds in so many ways.
No wonder we don’t understand dreams and often dismiss them. My ego says, “Let’s just forget them all together. Give me a break, let me worry about my things and pretend we didn’t dream for a few nights :)”.