On Saturday morning, August 29th, I was enjoying our last Mexican breakfast with my family. \u00a0As I ate, I recalled the dream I had the night before and shared it with my husband and my son.<\/p>\n
I dreamed I was sitting with a peaceful older woman and looking out over a calm, smooth ocean. \u00a0It was sunny, bright and wonderful. \u00a0Then there appeared a male figure sitting with us, and as I turned to look at him, I saw that there was another ocean above and behind us. \u00a0A large, also peaceful ocean. \u00a0This one had many, many sail boats; all drifting calmly in the light breeze.<\/p>\n
I was in awe. \u00a0I told the man to look. \u00a0To turn his head and look at the beautiful sail boats and the second, higher ocean. \u00a0He resisted for a second, then very slowly turned his head. \u00a0The look on his face was one of joy and peace – and dare I say – glee? \u00a0He was excited, he was happy and he was relieved. \u00a0It was as if all the people he ever knew were there, in sail boats and waiting for him. \u00a0His smile was huge, and stayed in my memory as the dream faded and I awoke.<\/p>\n
As I shared the details, I strongly felt a senior member of my family was leaving and thoughts turned to my 93 year old father. \u00a0As it turned out – it was my ‘spiritual’ father who passed later that same day. \u00a0Dr Wayne Dyer. \u00a0A man who, in the 90’s with his cassettes entitled ‘Manifest Your Destiny’ pulled me through the darkest and most challenging time in my life. \u00a0A man whom I had the pleasure \u00a0to meet and hear speak several times. \u00a0A man who inspired me to do what I do. \u00a0A great man, a father figure, a mentor. \u00a0A man who loved and cared for everyone the very best way he knew how.<\/p>\n
I look forward to more contact now – a new perspective for him, a new connection for me. \u00a0With love Dr Dyer, you altered the world as many now experience it.<\/p>\n
Walk with joy. \u00a0You are loved.<\/p>\n
Namaste from Sharyn Rose<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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