January 12, 2014
There is a certain risk associated with writing at the 11th hour (plus 3). What appears to be funny, interesting or semi intelligent at 2:00 in the morning doesn't always make the transition to the light of day.
An evening out with friends (yes, we have friends) was filled with what I call 2:00 am conversation (or at least my contribution). It seemed interesting at the time. At one point the talk turned toward dreaming big and it brought to mind a travel activity my wife, son and I used to do to while away the time on road trips. Each of us would share what our 'dream vacation' was. When it came to me I said "a week long Cruise in Alaska". My son, with his patient parental respect, asked me if this was my dream vacation. I replied that it was. His summation was if it was a dream vacation -- why not 3 weeks. It was obvious that I need to go to dream school.
It is fairly safe to say that most people have dreams and some even see them come to life. A favorite book of mine is called 'The Dream Giver' by Bruce Wilkinson. The first part of the book is an allegory and the second part is Mr. Wilkinson's mentoring as a dream coach. Dreams can be as solid as concrete or as fragile as a snowflake. Mine is closer to the latter but is slowly taking shape as my visualization becomes more and more defined.
I remind you the whole of this is a 2:00 (going on 3:00 am) literary moment.
"If it wasn't for the last minute
a whole lot of things wouldn't get done"