As I slept last night I was delivered a wonderful dream. Because everything in my wide-awake world has slowed, I guess my psyche has tempered to meet the rhythm. This dream carried me to a wonderful discovery…
“I was walking down a road that went on forever. There were fields of green on each side of the lane with workers tending to the crops. There was a distance between me and the workers in the field, yet I could see that they were happy. These workers, they smiled and waved but kept their distance.
My pace on the path was slow and deliberate, I surged forward and came upon a beautiful spring which fed the fields and made them fertile. I knelt at the water’s edge and asked for grace – the rays of sunshine fell down from the sky in ribbons of silvery light, and I knew God was listening. I collected all the grace that was delivered and stowed it in the hobo bag slung over my shoulder. There was a hole in the bottom of my satchel, and as I continued down the road, the grace I had collected sifted out and fell to the pavement as I walked. That was when I came upon a man dressed in a white suit. He addressed me as “Babe” and in a low almost-inaudible voice he spoke the words, “…thank you for the grace you gave freely and unknowingly, I will pass it along.” And, then he walked away in the opposite direction.
I was tired from my trek thus far, so I rested on the side of the road under the shade of a mighty oak tree I found. As I day dreamed, the silence was lovely. No airplanes droning above, no vehicles racing the roads, no people chattering. I meditated and asked for wisdom in this unusual time. When I finished my mantra, I reached up to a low hanging branch and pulled myself up. As I rose, I felt immensely grateful and in that appreciative mindset, I knew it was time to say goodbye to the past; to let every hurt go and begin anew from that precise moment on.
The next stop on my journey was a lovely wishing well with lavish flowers at its base. I approached it and read the message written on a old and weathered board. It said, “Come drop your attitude down the shaft of this reservoir, you will not need it going forward.” And so, I striped off my ego and deposited it knowing my pilgrimage thus far was just made lighter. Here in a place where wishes reside, my heart heard the epistle. And, I felt enlightenment as I woke from the dream.”
I wish you all peace and a dream of a new and better world.
“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us; and the world will live as one.”
~ John Lennon
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Here’s a part about the workers: I don’t know what happened to the workers from the field, but I wish them all the happiness the world has to offer them. Light-heartednees to wither all problems and the knowledge to know when to give it to the Lord. For He knows best of what to do with ever situation
What a beautiful well written dream. Here’s to dreams, wishes, and letting go the attitude.