I’ve always been a vivid dreamer, and my dreams tend to be very detailed and complex. For instance, I’ll wake up from a dream in which I take part in a Doctor Who adventure and I won’t only remember the story, but know everything about the world we’ve been on – its geology, evolutionary history, geography; its sociology; the history of the people we’ve interacted with. Quite frankly, it’s exhausting.
This morning I had some bad dreams. They weren’t nightmares, but were unpleasant dreams which touched on my deep-set fears and anxieties: being hated because I failed to adequately care for a relative’s daughter, even though my “infraction” was minor (a dropped glass, spilled drink); a gunman in a department store (which makes no sense, because I live in Australia, not the States) and somehow being responsible for the wrong photo being published on the front page of the paper, which was rather unfortunate as it showed a woman being carried over the shoulders of a fireman and her bum was showing.
My dreams can cling to me, lingering into the day. It’s important to steal their power from them. So I tell the dearly beloved, I analyze them, I take them apart and reduce them to an object of study, a curiosity, a thing to wonder about rather than be ensorcelled by. I mean, sometimes I wake up and truly believe the dream I’ve had was real: I might dream I was back in a former job, and have to ask the dearly beloved whether I still work there or not.
The flip side of being such a strong dreamer is that I have a mind which lends itself easily to visualization and imagining. I have a stock of “go-to” visualizations for relaxation and well-being. It’s wonderful to be able to turn the power of my mind to good, rather than not-good.
Do you dream vividly? Do your dreams impact on your life?