Do you remember your dreams? I do. They’re vivid and intriguing. I told you before, I got the idea for my book from a dream.
For some reason, I dream about buildings quite a bit. They’re always abandoned buildings with lots of floors and elevators that don’t work, or decrepit bathrooms. I’m not afraid when I have these dreams. In fact, I don’t even question what’s happening, I simply move through it. Funny, maybe that means something. Our brains process life while we sleep, especially in REM, and many times life can feel like an abandoned building, filled with emptiness and things that don’t work. But truthfully, we need to move through it. Find your way out – and by that I mean don’t give up.
Just because we’re in a dark place, doesn’t mean we’re without hope.
When I dream something I don’t understand, I use it as an opportunity to self-reflect. I know it can be tempting to dismiss something like a dream as nonsense, or forget it as soon as we start our day, but I believe the ability to dream is a gift. A dream is a glimpse into the things we suppress and refuse to feel. I’m grateful for dreams.
So next time you have a crazy dream, try dissecting it a little. You might be surprised what you learn about yourself – or what ideas come to you when you do.