Dreaming
NB: This is a piece that I did for a workshop called “Reading and Writing Black Feminist Futures” as part of the Black Feminist Bookshop. The theme of that piece started off as a word association exercise about dreams. This is what I came up with and thought I might share it with you too. Many thanks to Martha for setting up this workshop. If you are interested and are based in the UK, I’d suggest you to go for the Black Feminist Bookshop website here.
We all have dreams, we all share our dreams with one another and we all want to make sense of the dreams we all have. Of course, we do.
Making sense of those dreams is a perfect way for us to understand what we have in mind, what we want in our existence and the existence of the people we care about — whether they are familiar to us or not.
Dreaming is all about finding that purpose to make our lives better, bigger, fairer.
Dreaming is not a concept, it is an action in itself.
Dreaming is an act of revolution, of disturbance, of self-disturbance.
Dreaming is a noise that can disrupt a loved one’s sleep pattern.
Dreaming is a song that connects complete strangers.
Dreaming is a form of hope. It allows us to imagine our future, prepare the future and reflect on our present.
Dreaming is a fog that can lead you to face your biggest fears and traumas.
Dreaming is political.
Dreaming is selfish and selfless at the same time.
Dreaming is the largest common denominator.
Dreaming makes us human, visible and heard.
