What do our dreams tell us? Do our dreams reveal secret wants? Or do our dreams give us permission to envision the extraordinary? Do we really want to tempt the Gods by mapping our dreams to publicly divine and then tie our inner desires to our cognitive reality?
As I was standing in Mrs. Grunauer’s kitchen in Cleveland Heights, Ohio, carefully washing the dishes from the meal which we had just had, I began to think about all the people who have ever told me that they need a dishwasher. Not that it would be nice to have one, but that they just plain needed one, as it were, in order for things to go on in life and for life to be okay.