Free Write

The following writings were created during a recent visit with Nichole, where we (Gene, David, Anakha, and Nichole) sat down to free write after a lively game of Pictionary and feast of yogurt-covered pretzels, peanuts, and other vending-machine delights . . .

We each started with the line "In my wildest dreams . . ."

Nichole:
In my wildest dreams, I live a life of freedom away from the prison walls I've spent time in. I live in awareness. I make only positive and helping choices. I work on my recovery and I have a home and my son. I am happy and comfortable in my life.

My wildest dreams are a reality in the making, a day-by-day process. My wildest dreams are mine alone. They are attainable, exciting, filled with my heart's desire. With a purpose that serves me and the ones around me. My wildest dreams help me escape from the physical prison I am in. My dreams keep me grounded and fill my soul with the serenity I need.

David:
In my wildest dreams, I am madly in love devoted passion ecstatic ride across the universe, cosmos exploding, creating worlds within worlds, new universes expanding to grow this new consciousness, new awareness, new love. Colors, textures, shapes transform to birth the essence of divine bliss running through my veins, coursing through, pure electric bliss bursting out of my fingers into exploding light, orgasmic juice in the mix of creative inspiration like never before seen love as it melts on god's tongue and swallowing down into the heart of the newborn generation, kicking and screaming with this awakening, this knowing, that all is one and always was, no separation, only the pure union of the two halves becoming whole, uniting, resting into the source that pooled us on the shimmering lake beneath the full moon where we bathed naked in eden's arms, diving deep to the center of the earth, to where it all began, where we came from, where we will return, and where we always were, now, in each moment.

Anakha:
In my wildest dreams, I would never have imagined that I would find you, that you would be here now with me, home here with me, in my heart, in my arms . . .

In my wildest dreams, I never imagined being this happy, this delighted, this comfortable at home in your arms . . .

In my wildest dreams, I never imagined this joy, this beauty, this ecstasy of loving freely, openly, authentically . . . I never knew I would find you . . . I had almost given up . . .

In my wildest dreams there is a flow and an ease and a beauty in my life, where everything unfolds and comes into being with grace and ease . . .

In my wildest dreams, I am happy, relaxed, at home in myself . . . making love each moment, self to self, self to life, self to God.

In my wildest dreams I am at home in myself, at peace with my life, in love with the one who lives inside of this body . . .

In my wildest dreams, I live in the home of myself . . . loving from essence.

I am living my wildest dreams, loving myself, at home in essence.

Gene:
In my wildest dreams, I live until the world I grew up in has faded away. There are no more wars . . . or starvation, or abuse of children . . . or adults. We choose on an unprecedented scale to live as love . . . to care for each other . . . to hold the vision for us each to blossom . . . for us each to be free, to be fulfilled and nurtured, to be held in the embrace of a friend, of a community, to be fed a fuel that does not ________ .

This is the time for us to create the expression, the realization of our wildest dreams . . . personally and collectively . . . to treat them seriously and honor them in our living, in our loving. We are each something's dream. We are an expression of the divine ourselves.

Let us bring forth the next wave of divine expression.