Dream a Little Dream of…

Often at night when I climb into my nest and close my eyes, I am hoping for a solid nights sleep. I just want to shut my eyes, be out like a rock and open my eyes a good 8 hours later. 

Sadly, that rarely happens. I average between 4.5 and 5.5 hours of sleep a night.  No matter what time I go to bed. So if I am asleep at nine, I’ll wake up between 2 and 3:00 am. Therefore, I try to stay awake untiI 10-10:30 pm.  With that schedule I often wake up in the morning at the four o’clock hour. 

I am also a dreamer, nights full of crazy convoluted dreams… dreams I often remember. Dreams that wake me up. Dreams that leaving me wondering what on earth is going in my head.

Many years ago I started writing down my dreams in a little spiral notebook, or just any scrap of paper/post-it note I could find. I would read them occasionally in an attempt to understand the meaning of these wild and crazy dreams.  The earliest of these notes go back 30 years. 

Sometimes I read through the notes of older dreams, there is never a memory of them or even remember having read them in the past. 

So fast forward to this year, 2026. AI is all the talk, it writes papers, it analyses, it summarizes, it creates and more. As an experiment, for the past few months I have been entering the summaries of my dreams into AI. The results of AI’s interpretations have been interesting. Mostly it seems I have a lot of stress and anxiety. Ha, didn’t need AI to tell me that!

Saturday night, I broke all sleep records.  I had spent all day in Seattle with someone who was in hospital. I laid down to rest at 7:45pm and I was out by 8. I was shocked when woke up at 6:30 am the next morning. A record 10.5 hours!  

I had dreamed on and off all night but the dream that was playing before I woke was the one I remembered. 

My friend Sho was in my dream. I was on a bus and arrived at some sort of social event at the congregation we used to attend. When I arrived I was greeted with hugs from many people but I was looking for Sho. I asked many people where I could find her and was told she was on stage giving a talk.

I walked into a huge auditorium and Sho was there, on stage, just finishing her message.

She was wearing a full pink tulle evening dress like Glinda’s (the good witch in the Wizard of Oz. ) She looked so lovely that I kept trying to get her picture. At first it was too dark, then it was too far away or too close. Unsuccessful; I woke up. 

Curious about what this could mean, I plugged the whole story into AI. The response perfectly fit my relationship with Sho.  

“Your Friend & Glinda: Your friend appearing on stage in a pink tulle dress like Glinda (the Good Witch from The Wizard of Oz) suggests she represents a guide, a source of wisdom, or encouragement. Pink is often associated with love, compassion, and healing.”

After all the analyses that told me how full stress and anxiety I am, it was good to be reminded that I have a friend.  A friend who is a source of comfort, love and guidance. 

Woman in a rose-pink gown standing on stone steps in a garden
Not quite like Glinda’s gown but in effort to not infringe on a copyright this is close.