Mr. Sandman Bring Back My Dream
Early this morning, still in Dreamsville, I was dreaming about my next blog piece. I was shown where to go on the internet to research the additional information I would need. I was told the people I should talk to so that I could flush out the article more, and I was given the right images. The dream was so clear-cut and full of detail, I remember thinking, "When I get up, I will write this piece and that will be my blog posting for the day." So I got up. And I remembered that I had a dream about blogging. All details about the post? Gone. What was it about? I don't remember. One image? Sure. Me clicking on Google to do the homework. I'm right back where I started.
When you check dream dictionaries to see how "blogs" or "blogging" is interpreted, it's such a new concept, they don't even list it. Computers? Yes. "The computer dream is one of personal understanding and as such should be viewed in conjunction with all of the other signs in your dream. The computer can also represent discipline and coordination to the dreamer." I guess the lesson here is to always do a backup on my dreams, before my awakening.
posted by Washington Cube at 7:01 PM
22 Comments:
Cube: Your mission to figure out what it means when people dream about writing their blogs or dream about people who they know through their blogs. You would do a lovely job with that piece.
You'll be famous!
Momentary: I've already considered writing theoretical pieces about blogging, and I have a "vague" memory of your bringing this up as well...Jordan's blog? It's sitting out there just waiting to be sliced and put under the microscope.
I have written so many great posts during the time when I am supposed to be sleeping. They never seem to turn out as well when they become real. Wouldn't it be great if we could really record our dreams with pictures and sound?
Barbara: Given my dream history? No.
Hmmm...sometimes when I've been spending great amounts of time on something -- when I've centered it in my life or just been busy about it for a short period -- it often makes its way into my dreams. Freud argues that dreams are part of "working through" something, but if you read Freud you know it's never as simple as what the dream appears to be about...and even if you could recall and write down the dream it wouldn't actually be the dream: it would be your recollection already garbled by your conscious (or so he says).
It's interesting that you would post this today, because this morning I realized that my sleep suffers tremendously because of my dreams.
I used to have really funny (and fun) dreams, and was happy to recall them to others the next morning. But as I get older, and I suppose the responsibilities increase, I have more intense dreams, that wake me up out of a deep sleep.
Most recently I've dreampt I was on a plane that crashed and yes it's true - as you are about to die in a dream you really do wake up. But the most frequent and painful dreams are the ones that involve my dogs falling to their death.
Five years ago - my then boyfriend and I drove cross country. Out west, there are a lot of canyons to see. We would leave the dogs in the car and go peer over the edge. Once, the dogs missed us and jumped out the window to find us. I about flipped when I saw them running toward us because often while in that run-mode, they start wrestling and playing. Ever since, I have yet to sleep a full night where I don't wake up thinking one dog pushed the other one over the cliff.
I have rendered myself a virtual insomniac.
Mass: I get the most interesting commenters on my blog. Thanks for adding in...and here I was waiting for Carl Jung.
Velvet: Not good about the dreams. Let's hope those improve. The Canyon sides are quite steep, so a genuine concern. When I had a pet, I used to always wonder how I would be able to save it in an emergency situation.
I think I might be the only person who has yet to either dream about my blog or the people who are actively a part of my blog world. I'm not sure what that means. Maybe I'm not the blog whore I once thought I was.
Delving into some dream meanings sources, I came up with a few curious interpretations. "Writing" in your dreams can mean that you are either having a communication with your inner-mind, or perhaps with other minds, alive or dead. It can also signify that you've made a mistake (I have visions of Bart Simpson blogging on a chalk-board, "I will not post information about my teacher's fetish about guinea-pigs on my blog")
"Searching" also appears to be a connection with other-worldly states of consciousness. If you dream of finding a shiny object in the garden, for instance... you might see if you can find grandma's old broach in that same spot, etc. If you happen to dream of jumping up and down after watching next week's powerball drawing, please let us all know -- not that you had the dream, but what the numbers were! (in order, please)
It's curious, Cube -- with all these links to other worlds, who might have been trying to contribute their guest-blog this week?
Yeah, the fictional versions of folks I read are all over my dreams now. Totally incorporated into Megaritaville. Although last night I dreamt about Sly Stallone, which was a new one...shudder.
Love your new avatar! Happy spring!
I love dreams. Sometimes I think we're working on some other level in dreams, and that the remembering and analysis in waking life is more for our entertainment than anything else. At other times I feel I am sending myself an important message that needs to be made conscious.
Not only are you a great blogger, but you are a very great presence in the ether of the blogosphere. It doesn't surprise me a bit to hear that this presence has entered your unconscious. I bet you're cooking up something great, but it's still simmering at the back of your remarkable mind. Can't wait to see what emerges!
Remember the Wim Wenders movie about the end of the world? Some people find a man with the technology to replay their dreams on tiny little TV's. The people (who believe the world is about to end) start watching their dreams, eventually becoming completely addcited. Can't remember the name of that movie, but I loved it. At the end of the film, they find out the world isn't about to end.
Obviously it was about me.
There. Problem. Solved. haha
:-)
I've dreamt about my blog and folks I've met through my blog before, but never to quite that extent....Interesting.
[tying off]
...g-g-gotta g-get m-mmm-my Cube f-f-fix...
I've never been a more consistent dreamer than I have been for the last two weeks. And, everynight, I have a high-anxiety dream. Please make it stop.
I often dream I am some butt-kicking babe taking out the big bad guys. Little Miho from Sin City and Gogo from Kill Bill have nothing on me.
I am a hig-flying, star throwing, staff swinnging whirling dervish of power. I am the unlitmate Dragon (My Chinese zodiac sign BTW)
The Crimson Cat
>^, ,^<
My problem is I get blog ideas while I'm driving and forget them by the time I get to a computer.
Love the daffodil. It sure feels like Spring outside today.
Megan: This was my first. I had read on other blogs where people dreamed about their blogs, and I thought "Ho, ho! Not me." Le sigh. Busted.
Drew: Let's talk about you being interviewed twice by CNN, the last one being the subject of Powerball. How DO they single you out each and every time? Sure, you're articulate as hell, but you think it's the X/cute factor?
Megarita: Very weird. Stallone? Although...The Captain did a very big blog piece last week about Rocky.
Reya: Thanks. I have early daffodils poking up in the yard. Not bloom-ready yet. I always pay heed to my dreams, because mine are usually quite full of detail and tie directly to something going on in my life.
Shark: Cute, but I have been thinking about you. I read what the bloggers did for your Uncle at Happy Hour, and I was glad to see that united front. I talked to KOB at DC Blogs about that as well, so you see, yesterday you were there at the forefront in my thinking.
I-66: I am not addiction worthy. Too bogged down with life and work to be blogging much, unfortunately.
Smash: I've been following your blog reports on your dreams, and you're right. Upsetting. HOWEVER, your Home Olympics was hysterically funny.
Wrethness: You and I loved our Sin City, didn't we? ;) I still want those earrings that Gail wore.
Blue: I thought long and hard what to post this week. When I replayed my days, and I try to stay attuned to overheard dialogue, etc., I just kept flatting out and not liking any of the subjects...like the tee shirts I bought for spring/summer in so many colors. I was going to try and tie that into Gatsby showing Daisy his rainbow of shirts, but it just didn't work. I've been too held down by the mundane this week. No flights of fancy.
There is something to be said about keeping a pad of paper by your bed to write down ideas that occur while sleeping.
I often have dreams that I feel worthy of documenting, and often forget the details when I wake up.
The best time for dreaming is in the early morning, as they are still fresh in your mind.
Phil: This was early morning, so you can see how shot my mind really was. The horrible thing is I know it was a clear cut, good idea, and *poof.* So you're right about the pad.
I sometimes think/dream about what I want to blog about but then when I sit down to write...I draw a blank or worse...it is not as good as it was in my dream.
It sucks really.
Welcome to the club. It first happened to me about five and a half months ago. I remember thinking that although the dream itself was pretty boring, it was pretty damn weird for the blog to be in it. (And of course I blogged about it later.) After that it seemed to happen once or twice a month. And then when the Photoshopping went totally out of control in December, it happened all... the... damn... time! Got used to it eventually. (As you can imagine, I had two incredibly vivid dreams about zombies last month.) That's the problem with doing most of my blog writing late at night - it's usually the last or second to last thing I do before I go to sleep.
p.s. - Nice "dream catcher" in the photo btw.
I *love* that first image. Great choice.
Sometimes I think I should carry around one of those "note to self" tape recorders to help me remember my blog ideas, cuz the great ones are so fleeting. But then I'd be an even bigger blog dork, so I'll refrain! :-)
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