A different dimension...

                A silent river flowing in the backyard. Stepping lightly on a half-submerged rock, I reach the middle of the river with the water rushing all around me. Flash. An emergency storm warning. The quiet river turns into a raging monster with huge waves, as I stand watching from my window. Bang, a huge sail boat tossed mercilessly by the waves. (Wait a sec, how does a huge sail boat fit in the river?!) A jet ski suddenly pops out of the sea (!!!) and lands, colliding with the parked vehicles on the beach and I stand wondering who is mad enough to ride a jet-ski in the storm...

               Before you start questioning my probable sanity, let me assure you that I have not lost it all. This is one of my recent dreams that I have finally managed to put down in words.

               Experts say that a dream indicates a restless sleep. While that may be medically true, for me, dreams are indicators of my state of mind.  When I am too stressed out, my dreams are mostly colorless and convoluted. But when my mind is in a blissful state or in a creative-high, it spews forth an array of vivid and colorful dreams. For instance, when I was slogging day and night in the early days of my job, I mostly re-created the stressful day in my dreams and ended up being twice as tired. I even got one where I was stuck in an infinite loop (Imagine that!).

                Since I love to observe the paths that my wild imagination takes, it's often a delight to look back in the mornings and try to re-construct a dream with all its details. But, dreams start fading out as soon as you start explaining them to others; the colors are not so vibrant, the scenes not clearly defined and the effect is not quite the same. The more you try to grasp it, the more it slips away.

          

Surprisingly though, some dreams have come with me a long way…

Imagine a city with pulsating (yes, pulsating!), tantalizingly painted buildings and suddenly they start transforming in and out of odd shapes at random intervals.(Yeah, that was the day I read about Transfiguration :))

There was this other one where three rainbows were intersecting with each other.  (Intersection of arcs!)

I even managed to conjure up a whole chapter in Mechanical systems but promptly forgot all those wonderful theories that I had formulated, in broad daylight. (The world will never know what it has lost, sigh)

Location: SFO, Time: Early Evening. Point out to my sis, the distant view of Niagara. (Quite a stretch of imagination, I should say)           

          

            Well, there are some more dreams clambering for this space. But I would say my readers have had quite enough of my dream space by now.(Shared dream space? Well that's another post :))

            With all due respect to Freud and others who have studied the psychology of dreams, I would say that dreams provide a parallel universe of infinite possibilities, unhindered by rational, well-worn thought processes and hence may provide a much needed vent to our creative thoughts and even hold the key to some unanswered questions. 

             Thus said, dreams are also quite fun to reflect upon and might even contribute to a blog post when you are desperate for one. So, dream on ... :)