Speaking of Dreaming...

I wonder how people come to stop dreaming. Do they believe they have fallen short and stop? Stop for the fear of aching? Stop for the fear of discontent with their lives as they see them?

Have so many people begun living dreams so great that they have no need for dreams any longer?

I still dream. I dream of great communities bound together like our tiny nuclear families... of women sharing their work and children with other women; sisters, and of men working together as brothers, teachers and students. I dream of lives lived without basic needs threatened, of land and home unchallenged by greedy business.

I dream of lives lived happily in simplicity and humble requirements. Of needs met and contentment brought by the abundance of love and shared work, rather than fancy holdings far exceeding the kings of our ancestry at cost higher than we realize.

I dream of more people truly knowing how less is more and bringing that abundance to reality.

I dream of people knowing the healing of herbs, foods, salves and oils... of water clean of poisons and air pure of toxins left from the making of the pressed, glued and molded trinkets we seem to believe will set us apart or bring lasting contentment.

I dream of families nurtured by whole, clean foods rather than new cabinets and nickle plated knobs... of foundations of community and security rather than debt and polished tile.

I still dream of a world, an existence, greater than this one, and I believe that my dreams will bring it forth by the power of their own existence.

I won't stop dreaming and anything weighing heavily on my soul will only bring those dreams to my lips as I profess them unharmed!

xoxo