A Letter To My Oldest And Dearest Friend... Poem by Ray Lucero

A Letter To My Oldest And Dearest Friend...



Let me say up front that what I say below will be a stream of conscious recall. What I write below may not make sense to you, or maybe it will.

Last night's sleep was amazing for me. My sleep and waking up throughout the night, was filled with dreams, and thoughts that revealed who I was and who I am now...let me try to explain;

My dreams revealed all the different possibilities and outcomes of my life. It was like having the ability to time travel without limitations of what I saw or could do. It was clear that any choices I made would determine who I would become as a man and what I would accomplish.

While asleep different scenarios presented themselves to me about education and 'what ifs'. All of what was possible, depended on the choices I made. It was like having the opportunity to change or modify my life, because everything was available to me. As a time traveler I was able to make decisions in any given moment that would change the direction of my life by using my present accumulated life experience.

When we consider that we spend much of our life sleeping, unlike when awake, when we are limited by fear, uncertainty and doubt... in our dreams we can do anything.

Knowing all of this has empowered me (or anyone) to make limitless choices knowing that any thought or action is possible!

Last night I was able to play out different scenarios and outcomes. My dreams also showed me that making choices for our highest and best good are not only possible but 'God Given'.

Over the last few months of delving into my family history, it has become clear that I am the sum-total of all that came before me.
This arduous task has set me free...'Praise God'.

I Love You Dear Friend,
ROTMS

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