What if dreams are a beautiful and mystical way that our minds give us greater access to that rich space we call consciousness? I'm inspired by Carl Jung's theories that dreams are the subconscious trying to make sense of our emotions. As we enter the kingdom of sleep the subconscious conjures up visual, often fantastical and absurd stories as a means to integrate and process that which we cannot access with our waking "language brain". I like to think of dreams as a mirror that reflects the emotional landscape we cannot see with our eyes open?