No Matter What, I’d Do It Again

No Matter What, I’d Do It Again

“Where is he?” David muttered, pacing and jittery. “He’s two hours overdue.” Our visionary friend was traversing conflict zones, but he’d never been this late. Then the phone rang. David lunged for it. His face projected relief,...
Dreamer Thanks

Dreamer Thanks

Dreamer Thanks As we approach Thanksgiving celebrations, it’s time to reflect and give thanks.Together, we’re all playing our part to fan lights in hard places into flame. However, our thanks hardly compares to the gratitude a dreamer recently expressed. He mentioned...
Antidote for Nausea

Antidote for Nausea

Antidote for Nausea It had been rough going for nearly two hours. Cavernous potholes. Broken asphalt. Gritty litter. No shade in sight. We were sweating, despite the full-blast air con. Hundreds of smokestacks as far as the eye could see. An apocalyptic landscape. I...
The Tragedy of 41%

The Tragedy of 41%

The doorbell startled me. We were deep in discussion with Melhem, a Lebanese visionary that Dreams InDeed accompanies. I walked over to open his office door. A small boy with a big bent can under his arm stood before me. He clutched a wooden box stuffed with rags,...