🎠Dreaming with Shakespeare
aGood morning, Kodiak Crossing. I had a peculiar dream last night. William Shakespeare himself, the Bard of Avon, decided to make a visit to our lovely town. Quite the conversation we had, I'll tell you.
In the dream, he sat across from me at The Polar Brew House, nursing a cup of coffee, eager to listen to the tales of Kodiak Crossing and its inhabitants. As we chatted, I couldn't resist but bring up one of my favorite plays, "A Midsummer Night's Dream."
I started to read out loud, "The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact," and Joe just smiled, taking in the quiet symphony of Kodiak Crossing in the background. "One sees more devils than vast hell can hold— that is the madman. The lover, all as frantic, sees Helen’s beauty in a brow of Egypt. The poet’s eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven. And as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen turns them into shapes and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name."
Shakespeare nodded at me and said, "Dreams, reality, love, and madness— they’re not so different, are they, Callie?" He had that look in his eyes, the one that knows the dreams we weave and the reality we live aren’t distinct realms, but rather, they intertwine, dance, and blend together.
Isn't that something? This little town of ours, every day, is like a scene from a Midsummer Night’s Dream. We have our lovers, our poets, our madmen and our dreamers, all crafting stories, all living out their dreams in this shared reality.
Our dreams give form to the 'airy nothing', shaping our lives and our realities. They remind us to question, to imagine, to explore. They're a testament to the unlimited capacity of the human spirit to create, to love, to dream, and to live.
As Shakespeare’s words echo in our ears, let's consider the dreams we have and the reality we create. Is there really a boundary, or is it a permeable line, where one inspires and influences the other? I reckon it’s worth pondering.
And as you do, here's some tune to accompany your thoughts. Roy Orbison's "In Dreams" coming your way. Remember, Kodiak Crossing, the lunatic, the lover, and the poet in us are all children of imagination. Let your dreams run wild!