I stared out the window of my room
Knocking down houses and building barns and fields
Filling the fields with horses
I dreamed of a kitchen window with a tree growing right outside
In the cool blue morning washing dishes in the future
The sound of feeling of memory of children not yet born
In the background of the house
I dreamed a house on a hill over looking the ocean
Just before I moved there
I lived in the house with the kitchen window and the tree for years
With my kids and my spouse
I pursued my education trying to go to med school
And I got so sick I missed class
Because I missed class I couldn’t find the final
I switched majors still determined
Road blocks
Yoga school
Road blocks
Herb school road blocks
I learned without degrees
Horses, hoof trimming, English riding Western riding, massage, nutrition
I taught
I learned herbs through study, and experimentation, from wild crafters
From plants and dreams
I left my farm and my horses and my harvest
Starting over
Always starting over
I climbed the corporate ladder
Swiftly doubling my wages
Then Black Lives Matter and Covid
And I cashed in my corporate winnings and walked away
What to dream now
What to do with this life I live
How to dream again when I know dreams die too sometimes
Same as living
Even though death is always there
Why not dream
We all lose it all eventually
Pursue
Laughter and enjoyment and fun
No need to dream so seriously
No need to dream so seriously
Dream lighthearted and filled with joy
Turn your sense of humor and sarcasm and adroit observations
Into gold into light into happiness
Write and sing and laugh and love and dance and play
And work, sure, we must all work at something
But can we work with loving visage
Could we work with a spirit of adventure
Can we see ourselves more clearly
Embodied spirit
Wise souls entwined with life
Working to live more fully
Bringing a sparkle every day to others
Can we revel in this life
For a moment an hour a day a year
