Infinite Possibilities
I recently had the most vivid dream of my life.
Normally most nights, I don't remember dreaming. When I do, it is usually a blur of randomness, or very occasionally, it is a strongly emotional dream which I am awoken during (and that's probably the only reason I remember it for the next few hours before it fades away). This dream was different. Between the snoozing of the alarm clock, I only woke long enough to hit snooze and went back to dreamland. It was a blur of grey randomness. I don't really remember what was happening in the dream until something made me stop and realize that I was actually dreaming (which almost never happens to me). The few times in the past when I have realized I was dreaming during a dream, it was a bad dream and I was trying desperately to wake up and couldn't really interact with the dream world.
However, this time when I realized I was dreaming, it was in the middle of a random grey dream. I remember becoming really excited when I realized I was a dreaming, because I realized I could do anything I wanted in the dream. And the one thing I wanted to do was fly. I have never in my life had a flying dream before. Ever.
It was like these scales fell away from my eyes when I realized I was dreaming because the grey dream world became vivid with color and sensation. Everything was so brilliant and so pretty. At the time I didn't think I had ever seen such vivid colors in real life. And when I thought I wanted to fly, I realized I was flying. I was moving upward over a body of blue water that sparkled in the sun. I could feel the gentle air blowing around my skin. And I concentrated really hard and I could still feel my body laying in bed at the same time that I felt the wind blowing around me as I flew up into the air. I flew a circle in the air and dove towards the lake where I grazed my toes along the water as I flew over it. I wasn't the least bit afraid of the water or heigths or of flying. Maybe I wasn't afraid of anything at all (I dont know because it really didn't come up in the dream). I was in complete control of the dream and it was amazing. I could do anything I wanted. It was such an incredible experience.
At that point, the dream started to pull me back down into it a little, but I was still mostly in control. All the people on the ground below were staring at me, and someone who was seemingly a guardian of some sort told me to come down because no one in this alternate world could fly. So I decided to come down and pretended to be my alternate self, even though I didn't have any memories of the dream me, so i didn't know what the dream me was doing in the dream. Come to find out, it was a medieval-type world and I was traveling with a group of adventurers to complete an Arthurian-type quest. I remember coming to a puzzle on the quest. There was a mirror and I could see a blurry reflection of myself in the mirror. We had to figure out the solution to a riddle in order to pass. I don't remember the riddle, but the solution was to climb through the mirror (looking-glass) to get to the cave where the bad guy was hiding. I still seemingly had lots of control over the dream and I kept changing the face of the bad guy at will and influencing the plot of the dream/adventure as it continued along.
At some point, I know I hit the snooze button again on my alarm. I think that's when everything started to get a little blurry again. I do remember one final scene. I was eating a bowl of vanilla bean ice cream. It had the most flavor of any ice cream I have ever eaten. I could feel the coldness on my tongue and taste the intense flavor. I'm normally a chocolate person, but in the dream this was the best ice cream I had ever tasted. That might have had something to do with how in my normal dreams tasting something is like tasting something in a novel. I remember a strand of my hair blowing in my mouth as I took a bite of ice cream. I could feel the strand of hair surrounded in ice cream as I removed it from my mouth. Then about that time, either my alarm went off again, or something happened (I don't remember exactly what) that woke me enough that I wasn't able to return to the dream even though I tried.
The whole dream was really vivid; the most vivid I have ever had. Throughout the dream, I had a sense of control that is often lacking in the craziness of real life. In the dream, I could have become anyone I wanted. I could have done anything. And I could have changed anything. Like how I was able to defy the laws of gravity that existed even in this dream world and fly. It was very empowering.
When I work up I realized the silliness of some of the dream notions. In our day-to-day life, we often become chained to the daily cycle: wake, work, eat, sleep, repeat. It continues on and on until the point where we start to forget that we can change our lives. We can do almost anything in our lives, if we try hard enough. The hardest part may be believing in the dream enough to do all of the work necessary to achieve it.
Every dreamer out there has something they would like to do with their life. Life is full of infinite possibilities. There are probably more things than a single person could experience in one lifetime. We have the power to do anything we want in life. We just need to do it.
