It’s January 17th, and it’s a Thursday, 28 degrees Celsius, but it feels like 31, here in São Paulo, a cloudy day, very warm. Today, I’m thinking about David Lynch and how his dreams reshaped my own.
As a child, I was always scared; sleeping was always an issue. Deep in my soul, I remember that feeling of being the only one awake in the middle of the night when everything is dark and all you can see is shadows of grey.
Darkness—its mystery, depth, and pure confusion—terrified me. I didn’t like it at all!
But David Lynch... he says that in darkness, you start seeing what you love. You see things the way they really are. There’s some truth to the whole thing.
It leaves room to dream.
He was always my favorite director, but I found myself drawn even more to his writing. One scene from Twin Peaks has stayed with me, when Major Briggs tells his dream to Bobby:
“A vision I had in my sleep last night - as distinguished from a dream which is mere sorting and cataloguing of the day's events by the subconscious. This was a vision, fresh and clear as a mountain stream - the mind revealing itself to itself. In my vision, I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion. There seemed to emanate from it a light from within - this gleaming radiant marble. I had known this place. I had in fact been born and raised there. This was my first return, a reunion with the deepest wellsprings of my being. Wandering about, I was happy that the house had been immaculately maintained. There had been added a number of additional rooms, but in a way it blended so seamlessly with the original construction, one would never detect any difference. Returning to the house's grand foyer, there came a knock at the door. My son was standing there. He was happy and care-free, clearly living a life of deep harmony and joy. We embraced - a warm and loving embrace, nothing withheld. We were in this moment, one. My vision ended. I awoke with a tremendous amount of optimism and confidence in you and your future. That was my vision; it was of you. I'm so glad to have had this opportunity to share it with you. I wish you nothing but the very best, always.”
As we allow our lives to dissolve into a dream, we find an ocean of pure, vibrant consciousness. We will never truly say goodbye to our friend David. I know I’ll meet him in my dreams tonight!