July 8th, 2007 (03:57 am)
current mood: dreaming
I've talked about dreams before on my LiveJournal. Each person has a fantastic psychological and psychic dream landscape, rich with symbols, memories, fears, hopes, people--imagined and real--and messages from their brains. But I believe this landscape is one no one else can ever really share with quite as much enthusiasm or wonder as the dreamer.
One of the more miserable experiences of my work life was knowing someone who came to me every day to tell me her dreams and ask me what they meant. Although she was a nice person, I dreaded seeing her. I did anything to avoid being alone with her. She ruined what had been a pleasant acquaintance and pretty much ended any interest I had in talking to people about dream symbolism and meaning. Because of the way she turned every conversation into a discussion of her dreams, although I occasionally share a few details of my dreams with people (and sometimes silly details of a dream on LiveJournal), I never do it without the inner knowledge that listeners or readers are most likely thinking, Why should I care?
or What does this have to do with me?
or Will she EVER shut up?
or the farmer in the dell...the farmer in the dell...
I'm willing to occasionally hear about someone else's dream, as long as I'm not expected to analyze it. In fact, I've often found that when I try to filter someone else's dreams through my perceptions, I'm met with resentment and hostility. Because no one can really understand another person's dreams. Your dreams are genuinely all about you, and other people don't need to go trampling over them in heavy shoes of logic and explication.
Some people say they don't dream. They do, but they haven't trained their minds to remember their dreams. Maybe they have other ways of understanding their interior selves. I need my dreams. They often give me answers to questions that trouble my soul, or give me hope, and even sometimes write in my mind words and scenes that become part of my novels. I believe many creative people draw on their dreamscapes for their work.
I started thinking about all this because of an article I read about dreams and grief. I'm including the full text behind a cut in case you're interested, along with a beautiful painting I found by artist Nancy Tuttle May
of North Carolina. And finally, just to show you that I don't take it all too seriously, here's a bonus button.
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