Really? I have never asked the question, so I have been assuming that it is normal to have conversations in one's dreams. I know this sounds ridiculous, but I have even been told jokes in my dreams that I wake myself up laughing about!

Here is a dream that I once had that involve some conversation. It was significant enough to me that I actually wrote it down:

< I am a disembodied consciousness at an enormous pagoda about as long as a New York City block. The pagoda is red, gold, and black. People are having tea there. I am aware of an East Indian woman and know her thoughts. I know that she knows something no one else does about the pagoda. She knows that in the first tier roof are hidden enormous columns made of precious stones that run horizontally the whole length of the roof -- solid diamond, emerald, etc. The wealth of an entire nation is hidden there, and I know that she plans to use it for her own gain. At this point I enter into the consciousness of a second East Indian woman who has come along. I become her in a fashion, but I cannot completely communicate the secret to her. Nevertheless, she approaches the first woman and says "I know it all. I know what you are up to." The first woman shrugs her off, but the second woman knows that she believes her. The second woman then leaves the pagoda and goes down through a stand of trees. The area is a beach resort. There is a long woven grass awning supported by bamboo poles. It is dusk and tiki torches light this wall-less structure. As the second woman walks under it, she meets up with an American tourist that she somehow knows. He is wearing a double-breasted blue blazer with brass buttons and has sand-colored hair and beard. She knows his name is Mike Waters. (I do not know anyone by that name). She approaches him and asks him where he is going. He says he is heading for a restaurant to have dinner, and she asks if she can delay him to tell him something important, and he agrees. She leads him toward the beach in an effort to get away from people who might overhear her. As they stand along the shore, she puts her hands on his elbows and tells him that if he soon learns that she has died, he must not believe it is from natural causes. She will have been killed for a secret she knows and she must communicate it to him lest it die with her. (She says this without knowing the full secret -- she does not know about the columns hidden in the roof -- but somehow she knows that she can tell him). At that moment she feels a tremor throughout her body (I "felt" this in the dream), and she says "I feel a vision coming on." Her vision is communicated to him through her hands on his elbows, and the two of them then become totally and utterly encrusted with jewels. At this point the telephone woke me up.>

I admit that the conversations were not extensive banter, but there was dialogue nonetheless.

yes, Paul, i have conversations in dreams.

i understand how amazing a dream can seem when a previously
un-present element, especially an element of everyday life,
enters one's dreaming. fascinating stuff : ) glad to hear you're
so fascinated : )

DesertBlue said, "Yes, this is how most of my dreams are, rarely conversations. I've never really thought about this though and what it could mean."

Glad to hear I'm not alone!