THE LIFE OF MY DREAMS

Once, in the middle of one of those 20 below zero weeks in my rustic Wisconsin barn apartment with only wood heat. 

I dreamed of living in a place where there was no cold.


Once, while stuck in a big city traffic jam with cars backed up for hours and angry drivers rushing to appointments. 

I dreamed of a place where I did not need a car.


Once, after being marginalized by a group of hip younger people.

I dreamed of a place where every age group was respected.

Once, after I rushed to get the last of the summers crops in before the first killing frost.

I dreamed of a place where no frost would kill the fresh food.

Once, after months of grey, sunless cold days .

I dreamed of a place color would burst forth every day. and flowers would always be available to me.

Once, I loved all the most beautiful things in my small town to do and see.

I dreamed of a wider world filled with exotic happenings.


Today it occurred to me that all my dreams have come true and Here and Now is the life I dreamed.