The human mind is extraordinary and it fascinates me. Um. . . yeah, you probably heard me say it a time or two before. I wonder if this fascination is the reason why I’m such a fan of fantasy and sci-fi type stories?
Take Medium for example. The word itself is ordinary enough, but in the television series Medium it has a very specific meaning. At lack of a better description I guess one could call it channeling.
The fifth season of the show is currently running here in South Africa. I missed out on most of the first season which is always a shame if a series run longer. The story is based on Allison DuBois, a mother of three and wife to Joe, who are able to “see” things in dream world and talk to ghosts in the real world. And the dreams are always open to interpretation – nothing is ever cut and dried.
Before I continue, let me just say that I never knew that the simple act of waking up could be transformed into an art form. This is something that Patricia Arquette seems to be very good at. She has quite the repertoire.
Right-o, I’m grabbing a cup of coffee to mull over this dream business some more. I know it is said that everybody dreams but that one doesn’t necessarily remember the details. Well, that is true for me most of the time. The only dreams I remember are the odd ones, the ones that doesn’t seem to make much sense.
There are some questions that run through my mind from time to time – things I’m curious about but not sure whether or not I really want to find the answers to.
* Should I pay more attention to that little film that blitzes through my consciousness just before I wake up?
* Do I sometimes feel that I received a message or a warning, for myself or someone else, through my dreams?
* Is the reason why I don’t remember the dream significant?
* Is having bad dreams after watching a thriller or after eating certain food stuffs late at night really related?
* And the big one – should I have my dream interpreted? And following that – is there really someone I will trust with something like that?
Hmm. . . there might be easy answers to these questions, there may not.
For now I’m just grateful that I’m not in Allison’s head. She really has some disturbing dreams at times.
Sweet dreams, dear Reader.