Dreaming: The Great Wanderlust

19May08

         

     A sweet, heavy warmth cocoons me when I awake, wrapping around my senses like warm blankets and trying to pull them back under, to that blissful garden…of dreams. The garden where I fly, talk with gods, laugh, play and be anything that I want to be. It is my wanderlust. The sanctuary of infinate possibilities. Just one of many dimensions in which my spirit, my energy bounces on to when my eyelids are too heavy to accomodate any more time in this one.

     But I must now awake: my time in this dimension is just as important. I have responsibilities here too. I drag my weary limbs out of my bed. I begin a new day. But when that new day is done, when the velvet night falls upon this sunburnt continent, I sometimes sit outside and look up at the stars. I try and train my eyes to observe what may be beyond them. For a few minutes I may focus on one particular star. I sometimes stare at one star which appears to flicker all kinds of incredible colours as if it were a faraway cosmic disco. Have you seen it? I could look at that star for hours if I made the time. It’s a way of connecting with nature.

     My mind buzzes with questions when I look up into space. Where it all leads to, whether superstring theory is really just the tip of the iceberg, where the dimensions are and how to access them consciously. To get there unconsciously is easy. All you have to do is go to sleep. You can leap over mountains, conquer worlds, swim with the creatures in the Mariana Trench, fly to the moon, hit 500 home-runs, do whatever you want. Impossibility does not exist in this dimension. You can do anything.

     Some may say that impossibility does not exist in this conscious  dimension either. But who’s to say that we’re not conscious when we’re dreaming? We may not be conscious in THIS dimension but we certainly are in dreamland! It’s one of those quirky questions that boggle the mind. Just what are we really doing when we dream, and where are we really going?

     Since it has been all but concluded that we are in fact living in what physicists call a “multiverse” (made up of at least seven dimensions) and not a “universe”, one should not be ridiculed for suggesting that the act of dreaming is indeed the act of travelling.

     We can work through the various studies conducted by doctors or scientists who connect dreaming to patterns in subconscious thought, or we may continue down the road of modern mysticism and follow the leads. But it just may turn out that both are correct.

     Startled?

     What we experience consciously in this plane of existence can very well transfer to another plane and incorporate people, places, smells, sounds and physical sensations. Since the other plane/dimension may not be limited by the same laws of gravity, physics or relativity, an infinite spectrum of realities could very well exist at once.

     Even if this theory is refuted repeatedly by those who claim to “know” the whole truth about the universe and the human mind, it still cannot escape the theatre of possibility. The imagination is powerful, even if most people don’t truly give it the freedom to flourish it most certainly deserves.

     But the beauty never dies. Dreaming is the most arcane and mystifying experience we can enjoy without having to do anything whatsoever. So, having said that, lay back, relax, drift off into a wonderful, magic slumber…

     ….and let loose! 

-BJH 

    

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