02 June 2006
Shamanic and Spiritual CounselorOn one hand, I am living my dream of being in partnership with spirit and working together to be of service in helping to empower others to heal, be whole, shed their fate and discover their destiny. This is my path of destiny and I love doing it everyday. My first mentor/teacher shared with me that one of the great mysteries and learnings in life is to discover what you love to do and find a way to support yourself in doing. With all that said, the more I thought on your question the more I acknowledged that I do have another big dream: "I aspire to be a proficient and performing native flute/digeridoo/bagpipe player." I am working slowly on it and making progress.
Dave Ashal
Self-Employed, StudentIf I could sum it up in one sentence, it would be; I’d like to live a life such that I die having mad the world better for having been here. To expand; when, at the end , I’m looking back at my life, my dream is to see that I way amazing things; was a good friend to all who needed it; never compromised and fought injustice wherever I could; always tried to elevate myself and others; never turned away from what had to be done; and always acted from peace, honor, wisdom, and strength. Unrealistic? Maybe, but that’s my dream.
Jessikah and Brian
Teacher and Future TeacherTo be world travelers, get married in Dec. 07’ and teach for two years. Then join peace corps ( or a similar organization) for another two years. Then teach in New Zealand for an unknown amount of time. Jessikah would like breakfast in bed every Sunday for the rest of her years and Brian wants to conquer El Capitan on his 80th birthday. Jessikah also would like to play cards with her grandchildren and ride around on tandem bikes with them. Brian dreams of a boat trip from N. Australia to Thailand with three good friends. Oh yeah, and we want to drink tea with Bolivians.
Teach in Seven different countries.
Teach in Seven different countries.
Stephani Kiim
Early Interventionist with Children with Developmental DisabilitiesI’d like to buy a block of land /homes in an inner city (Detroit) and create a sustainable (ecologically, emotionally, spiritually) living community and school with a garden, art studio, pottery, ect… I believe that people are working too much of their lives away- not having enough time to spend with their families/children or spend time enjoying themselves in a way that has not been commodified. I want to make the housing available for a minimal cost in trade for help in the school or community and provide children with alternative focus on inclusive education. Currently I’d also like to be a competent and aware mother to my 6 month old son. Spreading and sending as much love as I can.
Jesse
LiveWhy do we call dreams the same thing?
The warm smells of summer return on the floating night, drifting imperceptibly on the breezes through open windows. Cool, damp, fragrantly bringing memory of boyhood and youth. When the world was as mysterious and inviting as the night air. Walking down lamp lit asphalt, unseen gardens whispering with the soft melodies of girls’ laughter, tantalizing voices speaking of the beautiful life to come. Now, five summers absent, the warm smells of evening recall these dreams. These dreams, as evanescent as the evening breeze. Inhale as deeply as I can and I cannot reawaken my senses. They have become dull. Try as I can I cannot remember my dreams. I have awakened and become deaf to their soft beckoning.
The warm smells of summer return on the floating night, drifting imperceptibly on the breezes through open windows. Cool, damp, fragrantly bringing memory of boyhood and youth. When the world was as mysterious and inviting as the night air. Walking down lamp lit asphalt, unseen gardens whispering with the soft melodies of girls’ laughter, tantalizing voices speaking of the beautiful life to come. Now, five summers absent, the warm smells of evening recall these dreams. These dreams, as evanescent as the evening breeze. Inhale as deeply as I can and I cannot reawaken my senses. They have become dull. Try as I can I cannot remember my dreams. I have awakened and become deaf to their soft beckoning.
Molly
Birth Doula, Food Not Bombs Organizer, Poet, Circus Clown, ParentA dream for the future
Dream of beauty
I dream of the future
I dream sustainability
Create community I seek
But this comes slowly now to me
Dreams for the future are possibilities
So keep on dreaming
Keep on seeing ho to be
And keep on living
Your dreams into reality
Keep on believing that our dreams are here to heal
Because if we don’t start to live our dreams
Then maybe no one will
Dream
Live
Life
Full
Together
Laughter
Sings
Dreams be
Dream of beauty
I dream of the future
I dream sustainability
Create community I seek
But this comes slowly now to me
Dreams for the future are possibilities
So keep on dreaming
Keep on seeing ho to be
And keep on living
Your dreams into reality
Keep on believing that our dreams are here to heal
Because if we don’t start to live our dreams
Then maybe no one will
Dream
Live
Life
Full
Together
Laughter
Sings
Dreams be