Wednesday, February 3, 2010

I Had a Dream

Good morning,
    I had a dream this morning before I woke.  I'm pretty sure it has something to do with Community Building so I wanted to share it.
    In the dream, I'm an observer of a presentation by a company that reviews high tech products.  The Vice President of the tech-review company was making a presentation to one of its clients.  (I have no idea what they did but, somehow, I was invited to participate.)
    After some brief remarks standing, the VP sits down in a comfy chair -- obviously one that she has transported there -- and begins "emptying" in traditional CB methods.  She talks about a woman who stuck out her tongue in defiance.  Then, she proceeds to tell us that she was scared to come here today; she didn't know what to expect and thought she might not be received well. 
    She's almost in a reclining position as she's speaking; her feet are on an ottoman.  And, all eyes are riveted on her.  I hear someone close to me start crying; the cryer has obviously been moved and is touched by what the VP is saying. 
    I'm incredulous: I look at the VP speaking and I think "I have to share this with my CB friends....there's a company out there that practices CB methods: authentic communications...and...they make money doing this..."
    I focus back on the situation, leaving the daydream within the dream, and I now hear 20 children -- of all colors and sizes -- singing.  Other observers are being moved to tears, too.  I peek through a lot of bodies to see the children: they're happy. 
    Somehow, I understand that this is what they do: they, even the children, review high-tech products and build community.  That's what they do in their company.  And, then, they take that "show" to their clients who subscribe to their services. 
    I awoke.  My cat wanted breakfast and was waiting over me, wanting to get in her early morning "rubs."  The image of the children singing is still vivid in my head.  I must do something related to community building today.
Thanks for reading.
George 



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