The dream that changed everything

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I woke up on January 26, 2026, after a tumultuous night of sleep and the weirdest dream. A skinny black man was leading a large group of women. He was dancing and making the strangest movements while swinging his arms and legs. Like Gumby. He was falling then jumping back up while the women laughed joyously following him. In my dream I thought, “Why are they following this guy?” “Who would want to?” “He’s downright goofy!”

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No matter how foolish he looked or how many times he fell, they followed. I then heard a voice outside the dream say, even though I was still in a dream state,

 

“You were given this vision, but you did not persist." You doubted your ability; hence you did not prevail. So instead, a foolish person picked up your dream and ran with it.”

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Most of my corporate and nonprofit career I would ask in the privacy of my soul, “Who would want to hear what I have to say.” “Why would they listen?” I used the excuse at 40 believing I was too young. At the age of 60, I was too old. And though I had those restraining thoughts, I would move ahead being successful. Despite fears. Despite the almost paralyzing voices in my head I saddled up and rode every day.

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After years of experiencing success in places where it was difficult to succeed, subconsciously, had I still been afraid of failing? Or more likely still afraid of succeeding? After coaching, motivating, and inspiring hundreds of others had I skated through with a semblance of success despite my own self-doubt? Or had it helped me?

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Years after a successful career run, I was thrust into the political world. First, because I would not comply or buy into the Covid hoax. Then, I was asked to help a friend with her daughter’s campaign. Being the loyalist that I am, I couldn’t say no and gave her a resounding, “Yes!” It was only the beginning of a new unbelievable journey requiring every skill and every life lesson I had ever learned.

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The campaign battle was unreal. What followed was a season where I found a boldness that could only come from a power outside of me. I was fearless, tenacious, and led like a lion. Not because I wanted to lead, not that I planned this direction, but because I had said yes to the divine first and then to the natural.

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Politics? Never!

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Interesting enough, I hated politics. I still do. To add to this, I hated being in the front having being a support person in most of my career. Always comfortable behind the scenes, but somehow always leading. I disliked any type of limelight. I was more secure making others shine than doing so for myself which easily contributed to my coaching path.

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Before the political endeavor, we traveled building our dream home in South Mexico. The thought of retiring there was great; but after seven years of trying to learn the Mexican ropes, constantly needing to renovate, and trying to rent out our Hacienda-styled home, we decided on enough. The politics there was just as ill, if not worse. In Mexico, we had no voice. In fact, we could have been arrested for even thinking we had a voice. We turned our hearts toward home. It was now USA all the way.

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But now the tides of life had shifted, once again. With the Covid Pandemic, an arduous campaign, questionable elections, and a cultural shift in decline, I went public. Being who I am, I wasn’t going to be quiet and from my own volition, I acted. I might not have liked to be in the limelight, but I have never had an issue with using my voice either taking to pen or with verbalizing. I responded to a political hit piece in our local paper, and bam, I was thrust into the limelight.​​

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Back to the dream

Now a senior volunteering to help candidates, attending Leadership Program of the Rockies, and coaching candidates, I was exhausted from the journey. I was retiring. We would continue travelling and enjoying our old age together. I had given all I had to give and now feeling absolutely exhausted with it all, I have this dream.

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How many realize this life can be exhausting and you don’t have to be a senior citizen to feel that way? Faced with new health challenges, and feeling close to giving up, I asked, like I had so many times, “Now what?” feeling completely okay with giving in. But there again, the dream.

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My true desire for the other side of this world

​It has always been my desire that on that day when I stand before the great light I will hear, “Well done, good and faithful servant.” I would never want to stand before my King and the heavenly television, the real tele-vision, and see what I hadn’t completed. That would be the greatest disappointment in an after-life experience. (If any such thing exists. We hope not, but who really knows.)

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Life’s two lowest energies are guilt and shame. There will be none of that in the heavenly Kingdom, we hope. Therefore, why would I want to experience it in this realm. I don’t and I won’t.

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So, I write today speaking on paper facing health challenges, but I face it with joy – the joy of knowing that this joy, which is His joy, is my strength. I believe that I shall live and not die. Not now. Not until my mission is all the way complete. Not my will, but thine will. For His sake and for the sake of others.

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Psalm 118:17 “I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.

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