Somewhere along the line, the hip-pocket dissection of dreams entered my file box: Dreams depict what anyone might long for or anyone might fear. Which is which and how the two enfold themselves in the each other's confines is up for grabs. As I say, it is just a quickie definition, a footnote on some 3 x 5 card in my mind.
This morning as I woke I remembered (as I seldom do) dreaming of being in a large room crowded with people. They were seated on the floor facing in various directions and at the moment I remembered them, everyone stood up. They didn't seem to have any particular purpose, they just stood up and mingled. For some reason, I was still seated on the floor when Eido Shimano, a Zen teacher whose sometimes explosive depredations affected so many, passed by. I did not see him, but I saw the skirt of his tan robes and knew it was he passing to my right. The entire scene was largely without emotional impact -- not scary, not delightful, not pleasant or painful, not inviting or repulsive. It just was. And as Shimano passed me by, I heard him say, again without any particular emphasis, "We (meaning everyone in the room) are finished." And the statement struck me as reasonable.
I suppose I have as many longings and fears as the next fellow, but, once awake, I could not find any longing or fear in the dream, though I admit dreams are pretty sneaky in their abilities and directions and it is entirely possible that something 'deep-seated' was going on. Maybe I wished that what was so emotionally charged (there has been a lot of sturm und drang around Shimano over the past couple of years) would simply fade away into 'reasonableness.' Or maybe something else ... who knows ... maybe this, maybe that. It was just a dream and I was interested to remember it.
One of Shimano's favorite songs used to be "The Impossible Dream," a paean to longing for the unattainable that was written for the 1965 musical "Man of La Mancha." The implication, as usual with him, was always that his followers should likewise take up such a dream ... which he, of course, had realized.