I dream of world with no pain: where all are fed and clothed and educated and loved.
I dream of a world where we know how long we will live and can plan accordingly.
I dream of a world where all believe in God or higher power but there were no denominations: where there is only the family of God.
My personal dream is to bring back some of my youthful energy. Getting older is hard. I still have some of the enthusiasm. How do I put it to work?
My dream is to be disciplined enough to achieve my goals of organizing my life work. This is in part planning to die, almost like a will. What will I leave behind?
My dream is to believe in myself enough to know that I can do it. Should I compile my funeral workbook? Should I just enjoy retirement? Is fear of failure part of my decision making? Do I need help and if so who do I need? So many questions. Not as many answers.
I dream of a world without Covid19. This pandemic has brought home to me how much I need people. I love being part of this group and meeting new people.
And then there is church.
I dream of a church where men and women are equals. If some may be ordained, then all could be ordained. I even dream of an ordination (the sacrament of) that is useful for a short period of time, fashioned after the idea of the Peace Corp. Would not we all benefit from the talents of many instead of just a few.
The idea of live streaming has opened up many possibilities for the church, but it is still a male centered hierarchical entity. There is very little justice in the church from the poor pay and benefits its employee received to the firing of teachers who either are gay or support gay rights. The faithful have been making up for the poor leadership of the clergy. Church is not a building but the people of God.
Dreaming has brought me thus far and I assume it will continue to keep my imagination going at full speed.