JOURNAL ENTRY May 6: Remember the Dream


Hammersmith Farm circa 1975

Our Human Spirit, Lives Strong

There’s a large sand dune that drops off into the ocean, it’s about a 50 foot drop. I drove there in my DREAM last night looking for my sister in law’s dark green Tahoe. Lisa passed away in 2014 the same year several others left us.

Looking over the sand cliff, hoping to see Lisa, I slid, dropping around 50 feet but landing safely on soft sand. Not too far away was a giant wave heading toward shore — cresting at about 100 foot, I was sure it would destroy everyone including the land.

Instead, after several climbing efforts, I was able to get myself back on solid ground. On that edge of DREAM TIME, I saw there were other friends from that part of that life that was once full with their joy and peace and love. They are gone too, not because they died, but they left along with the life that could no longer be the same.

We think as we are living a fine life, that it’s finite. It’s not. Also a true statement, regarding our homes, health and careers.

The moral of this DREAM STORY is to find gratitude for the relationships we have in our life now. Tell each other how much you care and love them. In a flash it’s gone — and no one is ever the same again. If you’ve survived a loss in your life remember this: Acknowledge the good, review the lessons and enjoy the laughter.

Life is a fragile thread — yet our human spirit, lives strong.

Namaste @yesrising

About The Author

“Richard is an online writer for the platform The Power of the Heart and Thrive Global. Buy his latest book here He is the creator of, No Fear Friday (TM), and songwriter at Rick Eva Music. A social change artist, partner of John, lover of sandy beaches, and addicted to 90% dark chocolate, with a bucket list that includes going to the Azores to feel his grandparents land.”

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