I’m often called a dreamer. You see, like many, I have a dream. What could be seen as an impossible dream.
A patch of wild for humanity.
I’ve had a long-held desire for a land of fertile soil. Where humanity does the work, the toil and the trouble of creating abundant lands. Lands watered with compassion, kindness, and empathy. Where love flows like a river and creates a blooming landscape for all.
A Wild Amma.
An abundant Mother Earth for all of humanity.
Where the trials and tribulations of surviving are put to one side. Where walls and borders are no longer needed, as we all respect one another and our right to thrive.
A rainbow world where colour, creed or gender no longer matter as we adopt universal equality.
Where money just becomes another form of abundance and not a dominating force. Where humanity realises that there really is enough for all. We don’t have to fight over the spoils of war.
Where gratitude is practiced by giving thanks for all we have. Where sharing is caring, as we offer abundance to one another.
Where our children can grow up being taught values that will support future generations while living in a place of peace all under the same old sun.
Where the wind fills our ears with words of encouragement, as we learn to support one another. The clear night sky a landscape of twinkling stars, as our collective “impossible dream”· manifests into reality.
How do we create this dream, my friends? We believe in the impossible. The impossible dream. A land of abundance. A patch of wild for humanity.
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