Jorge is having one of his pounding headaches so he is reclining in my easy-chair with his eyes closed waiting for the ibuprofen to kick in. I feel thankful that he considers this little house to be a safe oasis where he can take refuge. To allow him some peace and quiet, I sit here at the laptop typing today’s blog post.

After he accepted my offer of the heating pad for his shoulders and ice water to drink, Jorge closed his eyes. A slight smile formed on his face and he visibly relaxed his body. I watched him for a minute or two, then announced I would be in the music room if he needed anything else.

It occurred to me that even though we’ve been friends for several years, there are some aspects about him that are mysterious to me. I’m sure there are also some aspects about me that are mysterious to him.

Right now, Jorge is relaxed, perhaps at the boundaries between awareness and sleep. That state of mind is one of the most fascinating to us. It’s when we allow ourselves to let go and simply allow slumber to overtake us. It’s when our monkey mind becomes quiet and moves to the inner realm of dreams.

When it comes to remembering his dreams, Jorge says he’s like me in that neither of us can recall most of them. Those few dreams we do remember, are either very peculiar, or more rarely, momentous. It is the momentous dream that seems to reveal some sort of inner wisdom.

The two of us are pragmatic guys who rely upon our skeptical natures to survive and thrive. Although we avoid falling for woo woo, we think there is something to the art of paying attention to dreams. This is not because we think that dreams are some sort of portals to the great secrets of the Universe. We hope that dreams can help to reveal secrets that remain hidden in the recesses of our minds–the subconscious.

Dreams are an unreliable link to the subconscious mind but they do exist and seem to help us access thought processes we don’t observe during our everyday lives. Some writers believe that dreams can call attention to areas of our lives that could be out of balance or that require more introspective pondering. This is especially true when we have become so busy as to neglect listening to our inner voices.

I just checked on Jorge and noticed that he has fallen asleep. I wonder if he is in a dreaming or a dreamless state. It occurs to me that a sleeping person is the most mysterious person. Stuff goes on in the sleeping person’s mind that does not rely upon intellect nor through logic. How often have you been awakened by  weird dreams and wondered what and why you experienced the sensations of those dreams?

You might be tempted to pick up a book of dream interpretations. In the first place, I’m very skeptical of such books. In the second place, even if there is some accuracy in those books, the writers’ opinions will influence your own, personal interpretation of a particular dream. I’m convinced that the language of our dream world is as unique as our fingerprints.

For me to solve the mystery of a dream by quoting a book is like trying to understand the gist of string theory by reading a treatise of it  written in Japanese. Although I remember a few Japanese words and phrases, I do not trust this knowledge enough to ever rely upon it to survive a day in Tokyo, let alone obtain anything coherent about string theory.

The reason I just now selected Japanese as an analogy is itself a mystery. What was going on in my head? Is there a hidden message I should ponder about this choice or will I over-think it? Did the choice of Japanese simply arise from the creative writing process, which is, itself, another mystery.

Like everything else, our lives are ever-changing. Some aspects we once believed were certain, become less so. Some things in life we’ve taken for granted have vanished. It seems like if we don’t take the time to pay attention to our subconscious messages that we miss something very essential to our personal lives. The inner mysteries are deep and not superficial.

Jorge just called my name, so he is awake now. I hope he had a dream we can discuss.

The Blue Jay of Happiness quotes astronaut Neil Armstrong.  “Mystery creates wonder and wonder is the basis of man’s desire to understand.”

About swabby429

An eclectic guy who likes to observe the world around him and comment about those observations.
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2 Responses to Mysterious

  1. Doug says:

    Dreams teach.
    Now, what in the world are my flying dreams trying to teach me?

    • swabby429 says:

      Only you know for sure. However, whenever I’ve dreamt of flying (without an airplane) I seemed to mean I’m a happy dude. Maybe you relate to that, too.

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