Some simple wishes to begin the day:
May everyone in the world… endeavor
To live the kindest, most generous life we can…
knowing none of us will live forever.
Knowing in the never-ending continuum of time…
we’re only here a short while.
so with those who we share this short time with:
may we laugh, and play and sing and dance
may we share our love…and smile.
May we make the most of our time together…
while we have the time.
May we create our own poetry of life
and when we bring our poetry together…
may we find a way to make it rhyme
May we treat the Earth and her bounty with care
May we do no harm to one another
May we find a way to understand
everyone IS our sister and our brother…
May we make a world where no one is ever hungry or lives in fear
And finally:
May we leave this world a better place
for all those who will one day be spending their time here.
Have you ever pondered over our ability to hope?…Have you ever wondered why we dream?…Why we make a wish upon a leaf…and send it down a stream?
Those who know me know I’ve lost most of my hair and I need my glasses if I am to see…but in my dream last night I had hair, I wasn’t wearing glasses…I was handsome…I’m not sure the me in my dream…was me!
When I woke I began to wonder about dreams…what if, in our sleep, we are able to see…not the world as it is…but the world as we’d like it to be?
What if a person whose hearing is lost…in their sleep finds time to rejoice…because there in their dream…loud and clear…they hear their mother’s or father’s voice?
What if a person confined to a wheelchair…while asleep in Hypno’s trance…discovers they can stand…or walk on their own…what if in there in their dream…they can dance?
Children in the midst of war…surrounded by death and destruction every day…what if in their sleep they dream of a world at peace where the only thing children do…is play?
It is comforting to think while we sleep…in dreams at the end of our day…the whole world is at peace…and our troubles have faded away.
So in the reality of the morning we find ourselves waking up to…we find a spark…a flash of hope….that it’s possible for dreams to come true.
Perhaps we are all born to hope…perhaps we were placed on the planet to dream…perhaps the fulfillment of our wishes lies on that leaf…on that leaf at the end of the stream.
She came from a family of wishers…wishers…every one.
They’d wish every chance they had…on anything under the sun.
She remembers the first one she ever made.
She remembers a big cake on a dish.
There were candles burning when her mom and mad said, “Honey, make a wish!”
She remembers walking with her parents in distances short and far
when they would stop look up at the sky…and make a wish upon a star.
They would make wishes as they blew on dandelions
and their seeds floated up to the sky.
They would make a wish in on open meadow
and whisper that dream to a butterfly.
They would make wishes on a ray of sunlight
or on the glow of the smallest moonbeam
They would wish on flower petals before sending them downstream.
“Why do we make so many wishes?” She once asked,
one day under a sky so blue.
“Because the more wishes and dreams we make.” her parents said.
“Some of them are bound to come true”.
There are so many wonders in our world…they taught her
Births and flowers, stars and trees
animals, rainbows, clouds floating by
a simple summer breeze.
We know these things are real…we see the clouds
we feel the breezes blow
But at the same time when it comes to life
there is much we do not know.
We do not know why there are births,
Why there are flowers, stars and trees.
Why there are so many different animals.
Why rainbows, clouds and the breeze?
The things we know and don’t know
Stand at two opposite extremes…..
And somewhere in between them, they’d say…
There’s room for our wishes, our hopes and our dreams.