I never dream! Rather, I should say that when I remember, they are never of a remarkable nature. More often than not, I dream of being stuck trying to get help loading my vehicle with building supplies at a Home Depot. With all the problems getting customer service, these days, perhaps that dream is in our collective unconscious. This morning, something seemed different.
Last night, while sharing my remaining awareness with Insomnia playing on the TV in the background, I decided to browse Thomas Moore's book, "The Soul of Sex: Cultivating Life as an Act of Love". I have been listening again to Moore's audio cassettes, "Thomas Moore on Creativity" and "Thomas Moore on Meaningful Work". In both of those presentations, Moore talks about the importance of Eros in everyday life. He reminds the listener that in addition to sex, is the need of the soul for desire, pleasure, beauty, deep satisfaction. Chapter titles and sub-titles got my attention for deeper consideration: "The Role of the Erotic Imagination", "The Sex Life of the Soul", "The Erotic Life of Things" and, the most appealing to me, "Earthly Pleasures: The Epicurean Life".
The result of this pre-sleep exploration was the most sexually explicit dream I've ever remembered. Although there was no naked bodies, there was playful, seductive conversation and propositioning. What does it mean? My approach comes from my listening to Moore, that is not to take it literally. Since I've been dealing with a heart problem over the past year, I've been focused on diminished expectations about life more than looking for those experiences that bring pleasure and satisfaction. I see it as a reminder to tend to my soul by noticing what brings me pleasure, like our dancing, and satisfaction, like keeping the dining room table clear of that mail that needs attention.
Have you had any dreams that reminded you to tend to your soul's erotic life?
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