‘Where do you feel the crack (opening) to a field of the future?’*
‘”I is a dream-blowing giant.” … “A dream,” he said, “as it goes whiffling through the night air, is making a tiny little buzzing-humming noise. But this little buzzy-hum is so silvery soft, it is impossible for a human bean to be hearing it. … Every morning I is going out and snatching new dreams to put in my bottles.”‘**
For some forty years, I’ve been trying to make to sense of some words about my new song. I’ve held on to them because I have a feeling they are important to me but am not sure how. As I listen for whispers at the beginning of the day, I hear my song in a children’s story – of all places. This is a personal reflection but it’s also about you, because I’m a dreamwhisperer, listening for the “secret whisperings of the world”** in your life, listening for the crack, the opening, the thin|silence.
I share these whisperings, wondering what you’ll make of them, may do with them – these tiniest, most vulnerable possibilities of your future.
(*From U.Lab Portobello.)
(**From Roald Dahl’s The BFG.)