Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Dreams

I have a bit of a reputation in my family for wild dreams. The sort that combine seamonsters with FA cup finals, specific seat numbers, a gun that's disguised as a pen, and a game of cards. I like to think that the weirdness is all in the fact that I actually TELL people about my dreams. I'm sure there are others who have nighttime encounters with secret agents and fight super heroes in their sleep, but they either forgetwhile they're still in the semi-conscious state that precedes waking, or, very likely, they decide to keep their big mouth shut.

Someone once asked me why I had such dreams. Was I worried about something? Was I watching too many movies? Did I have some kind of prophetic gift requiring interpretation of these famtasies into advice for my everyday self? Or perhaps it was just the outworkings (or inner workings) of a highly-strung, temperamental, artistic brain. I must admit to wondering myself, whether it was completely normal. Or whether I had somehow slipped into a kind of drug-induced hyper reality. In all honesty, I think it's just that I wake up abruptly. But, when it gets down to it, after a fair amount of self-observation and pshychoanalysis, the wanderings of my nocturnal brain are not all that different from when I'm wide awake.

The thing is, when you're awake, your brain hides it from you. When you reach a certain level of consciousness, the brain acquires the ability to process thoughts before you become aware of them. It discards the ideas that seem illogical and crazy. Ideas like playing cards at the FA cup final, in order to hide from a trained assassin. Or flying over the house of your childhood playmate...on a bike. It tells you to think about what to have for breakfast, and who you will see at the gym.

When you're a writer (or an aspiring writer), you have to learn to tune in to theis deeper level of consciousness, the pre-censored version of your thoughts. It's rather exciting, often hilarious and you realise you know a lot more about yourself and your world than you could have guessed.

But Why? Why do we live in a world where we settle for normal? Imagine living in a world where subversive, creative thoughts became reality. I would wake up at five to ten, with golden sunshine hitting my face. I'd spring out of bed on a pogo stick, blowdry my hair into a massive mountain that looks like a Wendy's ice cream, and wrap myself in a white silk floral robe. When the kettle whistled, I would throw open the French doors and sit on the tree-hut balcony eating crumpets, mango, goats cheese and nutella, in the company of a talking cow with very long eyelashes, a wise old man with purple eyebrows, and my first teacher. after breakfast, a little monkey would give me a facial, while we talked politics. And I would be strong and eloquent, like a warrior princess, and although they fought hard, in the end, they would have to succumb to my superiour intellect and faultless argument.

See. See how easy it is to open the lid, to turn off your censor and to let a little bit of crazy flood your day. I am by no means an expert. I suspect there is a lot more craziness inside my brain than this paragraph lets on. But I will continue to tap it. Because you see, if you want to change the world, you have to have a new mind. One that is not limited by the structures of normal.

A normal that says this is the way things are. People are greedy. There is too much selfishness. We can never eradicate poverty. W'll never eliminate the sex trade and child-trafikking. We just have to accept that this is the way things are. Accept? That's crap. This kind of normal sucks.

This world needs something unexpected, something unorthodox, something fresh. Something that you'll never discover if you let your mind decide what is OK to think and what is not.

So. While I want to be "in touch with reality", I also want to live in a dream. To live at a level where nothing is strange and impossible, nothing is too far-fetced and ridiculous. To live in a world where we, who were created to be creators, can flourish and thrive, where flowers of truth are nourished, outgrow the weeds of status quo, and change the world.

4 comments:

  1. So what are you going to change first?

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  2. I don't think it's the sort of thing that is done by having a checklist. or a to-do list. It's more about making sure that you are in a good space physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually, so that you are open to change, open to new-ness and attentive to the way the world is being shaped around you, and your place in that. Sorry if that's a bit vague, but there's no 'pat' or 'one size fits all' answer.

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  3. Oh I love this Peta Maria! It soars. It has passion. It has freshness. It makes me ask, where will she go next? It stretches my brain - my imagination - and I like that. I need that. And so does the world. Keep writing. PS You may have noticed I've worked out how to leave comments!

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