Unconscious opposes conscious. Dreams protest against the certainties of a life mapped out. That within flaunts another way. But not clearly. There is no orderly manifesto. No, just a mass of dreams to untangle. Dreams so complex that I wake almost as tired as when I lay down eight hours previously. What a game my unconscious is playing.
This is bizarre and crazy. If I did not embrace my unconscious as a partner then I would be angry at the intrusion. But that is the other part of my personality, the second coinage in my currency. It draws me towards healing on its terms. It points out the absurdity of too much seriousness.
Last night it showed that, from my core, I am compassionate. Curious, too, and accepting of diversity. I lost my mother (for such is adoption) and comforted another who had lost hers. One who tried to look far was brought low by fate. It was a strange dream, too weird and complex to describe in a few lines here. But I saw good within me: and that is a benefit to one who judges himself harshly. I looked into my heart and could not condemn what I found.
So I shall give unconscious a long rein to show some more. It has my blessing to dream away. I am riding upon a dynamic equilibrium, taking on rough terrain through suppleness and balance, and surprising myself. One can get older and yet freer?
Now I am being led through a stranger wilderness than ever I explored in the mountains.
interesting. i rarely EVER remember my dreams. a few times right when I wake up a shadow of a dream will be there, and if I can't immediately grasp a piece of it - it's completely gone.
Posted by: The Equestrian Vagabond | January 24, 2012 at 02:54 PM
J I believe that our dreams are the lymphnodes of the brain. They are used to flush out all the debris, befuddlement and conflict of our waking mind. Dreams can be horrifying, confusing, conflicting etc...but they are not the sum total of who you are as the unconscious has no morality and no sense of past or future.
You are on the dream shore, dealing with wave after wave, but whether this is yearning or just "what could be" it's just debris. Personally, from what you've shared I don't think your dreams think the past experiences were positive at all. They seem to be more of a warning nature.
((hugs))
Posted by: Horseideology | January 25, 2012 at 01:36 PM
EV - perhaps that is a blessing? I have to work at remembering dreams as soon as I wake, and this has become a discipline driven by my curiousity. Maybe I am too curious?
Becky - indeed the unconscious is a disorderly realm that throws up what it will. I agree with you that any yearning for the past has gone. Too much was negative for any part of me to really want to go back. The difficulty is in adapting to a world here that I don't readily fall into.
Posted by: White Horse Pilgrim | January 25, 2012 at 09:30 PM
J - I think us oddballs always feel a bit out of step with the world. I am looking at going back to work now in an industry that I don't necessarily fit well within in terms of networking. But you know what? F*them! I'll do what I want and be who I want.
Be who you want and if you are not one of the sheeple, did you ever want to be? Embrace your uniqueness.
Posted by: Horseideology | January 25, 2012 at 10:18 PM
B - it's a curious thing being the outsider looking in. The management was talking today about encouraging diversity, thinking of the usual measures - race, gender, etc - however I thought about oddness (or eccentricity) too. Diverse people bring new viewpoints, so the outsider and eccentric should be made welcome. (I won't behave too "screw them" in that case!) The thing is, as you say, to embrace that uniqueness - which leads me to interesting places and, with a bit of thought and care, makes me surprisingly productive. As it does youi, I am sure.
Posted by: White Horse Pilgrim | January 31, 2012 at 12:06 AM