8/18/2018
I was sitting waist deep in a river, a small one, a stream, really, doing something that seemed important to me. My dad appeared on the bank, smiling and jovial, and with him another smiley guy with twinkly eyes gazing happily at me. I was excited and giddy to see them there. I smiled back at them and said “dad!! Hi!” Then, looking at the other guy who I didn’t know but who seemed familiar, I asked, “is he dead too?” They both grinned and nodded, glancing at one another as if they had a very funny secret. Dad gave me these words, important words to remember, to write down and to keep:

Though we are but grains of sand, we get to live life... and it’s grand.

I’m not exactly 100% sure how to interpret those simple words while awake. The meaning was so obvious, pure, and whole. I didn’t need to interpret it there. In my dream the words gave me comfort and happiness, filled me with confidence, and stuck in my memory through the rest of the dreams that came after. For now, I choose to think of the meaning as... humans are tiny bits of stardust in the grand scheme of life and everything, and yet we get to live as if we are these powerful and important beings. We should accept, enjoy, and respect this life. Not squander it on anxieties, pride, regret, and blind acceptance. We should explore, experience, discover, create, and invite adventure, joy, and love to be our companions throughout this impossible expedition.