March 21, 2017
As a Vietnam combat Veteran with severe PTSD, I often avoid going to sleep to
the point of collapse, sleep lightly, wake often, check the perimeter, then fall into
a deep sleep dreaming of .. things .. best left unsaid. Though I know they are
powerful, I rarely remember my dreams. I'm told this is my brain's way of
protecting itself. Fine, but as I fell asleep Monday with my mind filled with the
reality of my wife passing into The Light, I dreamed instead that we were riding
off on some great adventure as we have done many times through the years.
I dreamed that, as we traveled the world, we were also a little here, a little
there, spreading her ashes. Many times I have helped spread the ashes of a loved
one somewhere. Usually it's high on a mountain side, by a winding river, in a
peaceful clearing, in a forest, or into the depths one of God's great oceans. But in
my dream I was spreading her ashes in all these places. Not just here and there,
but actually neatly placing a molecule of her ashes right next to every other
molecule on this planet!
In my dream I was spreading the love and happiness we have had together all
over the world .. a world in which these things are always in short supply.
I'm going to do my best to make that dream a reality. Now I just have to figure
out how best to do it. Any suggestions?
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