Occasionally, I have dreams that have no images, no strong emotional context, but are idea-based. Such dreams might involve the repetition of a phrase over and over again. It’s as if my dreaming self is telling me to remember. Don’t forget. Wake up, write it down. Rather than multi-dimensional, these dreams can feel very two-dimensional - like the image above.
One such dream I recall oddly enough featured the Supreme Court. There were no images of court members, not any issues before the court, not even a gavel pounding the bench. Only the words: Supreme court decision. Except ‘decision’ came out slurred in a non-sensical word. But later, when I said it quickly to myself, I realized it sounded very close to ‘decision.’
Supreme court decision. I remember wondering what could this mean, and thinking what a boring dream, and thinking that while I was dreaming!
There was one other element in the dream: the color green. So as some part of me was spewing out, Supreme court decision over and over again, I thought of the meaning of green, and tried to analyze the dream while it was taking place. I thought that green might indicate an important court decision related to the environment.
I also thought of green light, as in the court giving the go-ahead. I thought maybe it related to the issue of the moment, the national health care program and the mandate that every adult buy health insurance. But that decision isn’t expected until sometime in June. So why was I dreaming about a decision is early April?
I forgot about the dream until April 16 when we were driving home from Orlando after a visit with daughter Megan. I don’t know why it came to mind, but I mentioned it to Trish.
An hour later, we arrived home and picked up the mail and newspaper. There on the front page of that day’s paper was a detailed analysis of the health care issue before the supreme court. As a former journalist, I always glance at the by-lines of articles. When I looked at this one, I smiled. The name at the top of the article was Laura Green.
There was my color. A synchro. Why I picked up on it at week or so in advance is just one of the mysteries of the dream world.