6 years – supposedly that’s the average time spent with dreams in a typical lifetime. That’s a long time to spend somewhere we don’t necessarily choose or control. It’s like graduating from a university and maybe even getting a Phd where we never applied. Or did we? Where we go in dreams and why has so many answers. My own favourite theory is that dreams – just as daydreaming and mind wondering – take care of the tedious task of constructing a sense of self. Gently cleaning, rearranging, explaining, colouring, revisiting the daily interactions, rehearsing for the future encounters, fitting them with our desires – allowed and forbidden. waving them into nicely formed patterns. So that when we ask the question of who we are we have a nicely woven piece of tapestry to present, instead of the great entropy of divergent possibilities. Just as we may have our favourite theories, we may also have our favourite dreams: the roundest ones, the scariest ones, the most precise or the most eloquent? This is a space to share these dreams.
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