How I failed my dreams until I didn't
It wasn't until this year that I started documenting my dreams, and oh, what a world it has opened up!
My dreams are vivid, crazy, sensual, and sometimes downright scary. But I'm not here to tell you about them; I'm here to tell you how I failed them for over 40 years.
It wasn't until this year that I started documenting my dreams, and oh, what a world it has opened up!
When you think you'll remember a dream you just had, trust me, you won't. It will vanish in the ether unless you immortalize it in writing.
My dream-documenting journey began after listening to author Steven Pressfield on the Danny Miranda podcast, where he spoke about the power of this practice.
Now, I keep a journal by my bed. As soon as I wake up, I scribble down any lingering dream fragments – if I had any (REM sleep can be elusive, it turns out).
After six months of this, flipping through my journal pages has left me utterly blown away. I had no idea the depths my subconscious mind contained—wild thoughts, bizarre ideas, intense feelings of fear, anger, happiness, anxiety, and love—all playing out in short films while I…
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