My Pagan Perspective
The Strange Dream World


What do you see when you dream?
Do you go on adventures to far away lands on flying horses?
Do you relive your existing life, but with different choices?
Do you see anything at all?
I don’t dream
Or maybe I do, but my memory is erased in the morning
That’s usually the case!
Except when I do remember…
See…
If I wake up remembering a dream
I can remember it in its full glory
With specific details, colours, feelings, backstories, and plot
Or I might even wake up in the middle of the night
With fully-fledged melodies in my head!
As if my Nymph or a Muse has bestowed on me their best ideas
For me, this is a divine blessing
Dreams are divine pockets of reality


I like dream
Because I let my guard down & allow myself to go adrift
Because my most creative ideas come when I dream
Or day-dream