We seem to hear so much about the unconscious mind these days, NLPers and hypnotherapists tells us that the unconscious is the secret to our success, that access to our unconscious is the Xanadu of self-improvement. We are also told that our dreams are a window on our unconscious. 

   

Now, I’m not saying they are wrong, no sir! Indeed, I think in principal they are right. But I had a dream the other night, and in my dream appeared a Red Tractor. When I say appeared, I mean that one-split-second it was not there and the next it was, quick as a flash. An old-fashioned Red Tractor with solid tyres in a field in the sunshine, viewed from inside a barn with the door open. It didn’t appear slowly all shrouded in mist gradually materialising from the sleeping giant, my unconscious. 

Now the question I asked myself was “What is so unconscious about that?”. 

Maybe you could call me An Old Hair Splitter, but I would call that more subconscious than unconcious.

Of course when I say one-split-second I mean that it seemed like one-split-second. It could have been most of the night! 

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