Do you dream reader? Do you? I hope you do. And I hope you dream awfully colourful because dreams have an amazing amount of power.
Well, I do mean dreams. Yes, do not give me that dazzled look.
“For if you Dream, Each night you are a new person, every morning you get to decide.”
Coming to you in lost sleep, brewing up on a canvas of sheer darkness, behind the careless screen of your eyes, to give your life a 360° turn. All your life you’ve been planning to be a doctor, and one moment you dream of dancing on the stage, doing tango, and your life is changed completely.
Dreams have the power to make you wish. They allow you to live your faint memories, and experience out of the world moments, and within these moments that you live your dreams you can forget about the reality and adjust the implausible to be real. Dreams offer you rooms of escape from the wishy-washy insipid concept of realism.
They allow you to breathe life into the dim reveries that come afloat in the brackish waters of your subconscious. Dreams, they instil in you a will to see beyond your goals.
A dream isn’t vain squiggling and visualizing. It is more like sanguinity on water. A dream is like a lit fuse, it can spark on just the right wick in time. Every single time you dream, your hidden, scared and suppressed desires get to be on celluloid. A dream alongside making you aware of your passion, is all the propelling you need.
But above everything else, a dream is powerful because it can make you want.
Twilight, came to Stephenie Meyer in a dream. And look what miracles it has done.
Dreams are windows to things you didn’t know you could possibly think about, but actually, they are what you have always wanted. Dreams are like the spurs that make you want to achieve something you understood way beyond your reach. But I believe, if you can envision it, you can very well achieve it. Never underestimate a dream. Sometimes it is all you need.
It is like the wisp and abracadabra from a magic wand. But, dreams aren’t magic which foretell the future and picture the execution of your desire, all they do is generate just a certain degree of want within you to make it happen. Those few moments of subconscious heedlessness can brew in you the fire to achieve. For these very few moments which allow you to live, imagine and experience how being in a particular wonderful moment can be like, swivel and grease your rusty will which had given up trying to achieve them.
All of a sudden, with the click of a finger, it can rouse desire. Dreams are a structure of hope and wishes and taffeta like desires. They are the simplest version of motivation. The most effortless push you need. Brewing at the back of your mind, working while you are defenceless and disarmed, and subtly unconscious in tranquil sleep, like mute shadow villains from black and white films walking on their toes, creating miracles, and changing the plus ça change.
Dreams are very different from thoughts and ideas. They make you imagine what you could have never thought of. They let you envisage and assess the possibilities of something you never knew you could have supposed. Unlike thoughts, which you plan and magistrate knowingly, dreams tell us about the clandestine wishes and lusts which you have been too shy and afraid to word and translate into thoughts.
What many thoughts cannot do put together, is a piece of cake for a dream.
Dreams can allow you to get there, unlike thoughts, and not just in factious fashion I mean. Really. Like I say, dreams propel desire. They make you want.
I hope I have convinced you just enough of how powerful and potent enough your dreams are. And even though I am as sure as God made little green apples, that you wouldn’t dare to underestimate them, I would like to chuck in here that your dreams are truly yours, and it is you, only you who can accomplish them, that power is truly solemnly yours, but so glad, you have it.
Dreams are piece of sky, aren’t they? But I am pretty sure they have a castle amidst the clouds. And that there is a road which leads to it. A road you can walk on. All you need to do, is start.
In a scene in the movie Tangled, Rapunzel asks Flyyn “I’ve been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?”
He says it will be. What if it is, what do I do then, asks Rapunzel. He tells her (and wins my heart) that that’s the good part – you get to go find a new dream.
And that is the beauty of it. Its spectacle of power. I don’t say dreams are powerful for they come true, but I say, they are powerful for they can. That is all.