|Plonk in Bozeman|
Throughout the time I was having these dreams, I'd think about the bar as I traveled. One day I hoped to walk into a pub and have a voila, or "So this is Yale," moment. The locale would instantly feel familiar to me and my travel companions. "This is it,” I’d think. “This is the bar I have dreamt about." Conversation would come easily and we’d feel a strong sense of connection to everyone in the room. We'd tell ourselves, "If we lived here, these folks would be our friends and this would be our go-to spot."
|Brass Monkey, near the Highline, NYC|
|As seen from the High Line|
|Classic Eastern European cellar bar. Jo's Bar, Prague.|
There is no doubt about it, places have a way that they make you feel. We have a strong connection with places we deem "special" but as with any abstract concept or feeling, it is hard to put these thoughts on paper without becoming cheesy or cliché. As a writer, I enjoy trying to tackle this challenge. (As I did here and here.)
I can hear you now. “Don’t tell me about the pub in your dream if you’re not going to tell me what it looks like.”
I’ll fill you in…
I should start off by saying that I first had these dreams in the early 1990s while living in New Haven, Connecticut. The sitcom Cheers was popular at the time and although I did not watch it regularly, it has burned the image of a friendly neighborhood pub into my mind. Who doesn't appreciate a bar where the worries of life are far away, the mood is light, laughter is plentiful and warm connections with other are palpable? If there is one thing Cheers has done for our collective consciousness, it's reinforcing the idea that a place where "everyone knows your name" is a sweet one to be.
As for the pub in the dream, it looks and feels like this:
- Drinking was secondary and no one was ever drunk
- It evoked a strong feeling of well-being, good fortune, friendship and connection
- It was a long, narrow, neighborhood pub in an old building in the middle of the city
- The city in the dream was not specified
- The front of the establishment had floor to ceiling windows
- There was a window seat in front where we always sat and it was great for people watching
- The bar was dark and wooden but not so much so that it was depressing or overly masculine
- It was always was always daylight and the dream always took place on those rare but great rainy days where one doesn't feel guilty or bummed out about staying inside
Do you know this place? What special places stick in your mind? What positive thoughts and images re-appear while you are sleeping?