I’ve heard there are two types of dreams: those springing from recent personal events; and those fulfilling wishes. Last night I experienced both types in a single dream, after speaking to my sister. In the dream, Lisa called to announce her engagement again at the age of 54. She apologized for wrongfully harboring a grudge against me the past twenty years. As she explained, she’d finally realized that her deep mistrust of men caused the blowup of her first engagement, and not one of my innocent though admittedly disastrous pranks. Only now could she acknowledge her fault, and only because she’d seen her behavior mirrored in her fiancé – a divorce lawyer every bit as jealous as she. Even as the dream ended and I awoke, I could still hear her begging forgiveness for her decades of unjust cruelty against me.
The telephone conversation in that wonderful dream contrasted substantially with its much briefer real life counterpart. As in my sleeping interpretation, Lisa did in fact announce her engagement to the divorce lawyer. She also gave me the date for the couple’s black-tie wedding. But that’s where the niceties ended. Unlike her burst of self-awareness and pleas for forgiveness in my subconscious, Lisa limited the balance of the actual phone call to a single succinct warning, before hanging up on me: “And Richard, if you screw up this engagement too, a kick in the nuts’ll be the least of your worries!”