Wilkerson, Richard Catlett (1996).Significant Dreams:
The Two Millennium Silence breaks in Cyberspace. Electric Dreams 3(8),
www.dreamgate.com/dream/ed-backissues/ed3-8.htm (Sep, 1996)
The Two Millennium Silence breaks in Cyberspace
Know all things to be like this. A mirage, a cloud castle, a dream, an apparition, without essence but with qualities that can be seen.
( the Buddha - Samadhirajasutra)
If the Buddhist metaphor of life-as-dream is taken seriously, life itself
may be seen as a significant dream. Jung had a significant dream about
this after an illness. "I was on a hiking trip. (I was walking along
a little road through a hilly landscape; the sun was shining and i Had
a wide view in all directions. the I came to a small wayside chapel. The
door was ajar, and I went in. To my surprise there was no image of the
Virgin on the altar, and no crucifix either, but only a wonderful flower
arrangement,. But then I saw that on the floor in front of the altar, facing
me, say a yogi- in louts position, in deep meditation. When I looked at
him more closely, I realized hat he had my face. I started in profound
fright, and awoke with the thought:"Aha, so his is the one who when
he awakened, I would no longer be" (pg. 323 Memories, Dreams &
Besides touching the significance of life itself, significant dreams
may also reach into a parallel universe . The DreamTime of the Australian
Aborigines tells of the universe coming into being as a dream of the Great
Spirit. For them and others, dreaming contacts not the maya illusion but
a parallel universe that feeds our own. Jacob's dream of the ladder with
angels ascending and descending speaks to the opening from one world to
another and how contact with this realm may change our life.
Sometimes the significant dream is not so much a shocking vision of
reality in total, but an insight into a more specific reality.
The structure of benzine had been alluding the scientist Kekule until
he had a dream which allowed him access to the answer.
"During my stay in London I resided in Clapham Road....I frequently,
however, spent my evenings with my friend Hugo Mueller....We talked of
many things but most often of our beloved chemistry. One fine summer evening
I was returning by the last bus, riding outside as usual, through the deserted
streets of the city....I fell into a reverie, and lo, the atoms were gamboling
before my eyes. Whenever, hitherto, these diminutive beings had appeared
to me, they had always been in motion. Now, however, I saw how, frequently,
two smaller atoms united to form a pair: how a larger one embraced the
two smaller ones; how still larger ones kept hold of three or even four
of the smaller: whilst the whole kept whirling in a giddy dance. I saw
how the larger ones formed a chain, dragging the smaller ones after them
but only at the ends of the chains....The cry of the conductor: "Clapham
Road," awakened me from my dreaming; but I spent a part of the night
in putting on paper at least sketches of these dream forms. This was the
origin of the "Structural Theory.6 Of course I wasn't ready to publish
at that time--dreams need to be practically tested in the real world--but
I had the beginnings of my theory. "
[A dream of a dream actually -From: FRIEDRICH AUGUST KEKUL S.F., A SCIENTIST AND DREAMER
(September 19, 1996)]
These insights may also change one's life in a more subtle way. Robert
Louis Stevenson is famous for using his dreams to come up with stories.
He *had* to be creative since he was only getting a few pennies per page
of material at the beginning of his career. What pushed him into the limelight?
It was a dream inspired story, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"
"I had long been trying to write a story on this subject...For
two days I went about wracking my brains for a plot of any sort; and on
the second night I dreamed the scene at the window, and a scene afterward
split in two, in which Hyde, pursued for some crime, took the powder and
underwent the change in the presence of his pursuers. All the rest was
made awake, and consciously. " A Chapter on Dreams" 1892
Mary Shelley's Frankenstein followed from a nightmare as did many other books that have made significant impact on the authors and readers.
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Another writer whose dreams played a significant role was Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
Kubla Khan: Or, a Vision in a Dream. A Fragment.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree :
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover !
A savage place ! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover !
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced :
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail :
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean :
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war !
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves ;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice !
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw :
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome ! those caves of ice !
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware ! Beware !
His flashing eyes, his floating hair !
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Autumn of 1797
To rest of poems :
How we interpret the significant dreams may be as significant as the
dream itself. Here is a dream that Socrates had the struggle with the interpretation
that led him to be who he was...
"Upon this Cebes said: I am very glad indeed, Socrates, that you
mentioned the name of Aesop. For that reminds me of a question which has
been asked by others, and was asked of me only the day before yesterday
by Evenus the poet, and as he will be sure to ask again, you may as well
tell me what I should say to him, if you would like him to have an answer.
He wanted to know why you who never before wrote a line of poetry, now
that you are in prison are putting Aesop into verse, and also composing
that hymn in honor of Apollo.
Tell him, Cebes, (Socrates) replied, that I had no idea of rivalling
him or his poems; which is the truth, for I knew that I could not do that.
But I wanted to see whether I could purge away a scruple which I felt about
certain dreams. In the course of my life I have often had intimations in
dreams "that I should make music." The same dream came to me
sometimes in one form, and sometimes in another, but always saying the
same or nearly the same words:
Make and cultivate music, said the dream. And hitherto I had imagined that this was only intended to exhort and encourage me in the study of philosophy, which has always been the pursuit of my life, and is the noblest and best of music. The dream was bidding me to do what I was already doing, in the same way that the competitor in a race is bidden by the spectators to run when he is already running. But I was not certain of this, as the dream might have meant music in the popular sense of the word, and being under sentence of death, and the festival giving me a respite, I thought that I should be safer if I satisfied the scruple, and, in obedience to the dream, composed a few verses before I departed. And first I made a hymn in honor of the god of the festival, and then considering that a poet, if he is really to be a poet or maker, should not only put words together but make stories, and as I have no invention, I took some fables of Aesop, which I had ready at hand and knew, and turned them into verse. Tell Evenus this, and bid him
be of good cheer; that I would have him come after me if he be a wise
man, and not tarry; and that to-day I am likely to be going, for the Athenians
say that I must." (Phaedo)
The oracle at Delphi decided the fate of the world for centuries. The
procedure included dreaming on the temple steps and then having the dreams
interpreted by Apollo's priests. If the dream was deemed significant enough,
one's concerns were presented to the oracle who interpreted and advised
on them. Not only were individual fates decided upon, but whole nations.
What wars were to be fought, what lands were to be colonized and how to
spend the national budgets. The dream and the oracle have been silent as
mediators of significant cultural experience for two thousand years in
Western Culture. Now we move into Cyberspace and the collective space of
dream sharing, significant dreams may again return as dreams and their
meaning are shared on a global, instantaneous basis. News projects that
include taking in millions of dreams a day and giving a weather forecast
of what people are dreaming about are coming into being. Will it be an
opportunity to fold into the collective mix a creative ingredient or just
become part of the buzzing averaging of statistical numbers that promote
the collective Borg mentality?
The first indications are in favor of the personal. Cyberspace is seen
more as a place were the individual is valorized, and the weirder and more
unique the better. Mass marketing still drives the economy of Cyberspace,
but Mass mindedness is regarded with suspicion and continual comment and
review. The big search, it seems, is for one another and ourselves in equal
partnership. In our search for the unique and marvelous, the dream will
continue to be a vital source and significant dreams a fountain for us
- Richard Wilkerson (Sep 1996)