Oh, can I really believe the poet’s tales, that when one first sees the object of one’s love, one imagines one has seen her long ago, that all love like all knowledge is remembrance, that love too has its prophecies in the individual … ? “
Sometimes in life, dreams do come true. Daydreaming has the practical value that it helps us to clarify and give some kind of shape to our plans. In my now lengthy experience, I have found that some dreams do indeed come true, eventually. Others do not. But, most disconcertingly, sometimes we have an unexpected success, something we never dreamed of.
I say that unexpected success can be disconcerting because without the preparation that dreaming gives us, we may not know what to do with it. It may seem totally unfamiliar. We have never prepared for it mentally. And we don’t have the scenarios worked out.
It is possible, oddly, to discover that we have a talent we never expected. It seems strange, like suddenly being able to reach into a pocket and pull out hundred dollar notes. It feels freakish and unnatural. We have never dreamed of it.
As for dreams that come true, many men must feel like Kierkegaard that a girl is “the girl of their dreams”. Or to use CS Lewis’ phrase, their “terrestrial Venus”. Perhaps it is only biology talking, but most men have an imagined female that they semi-consciously pursue all their lives.