REALITY Manifesting DREAMS in Real Time!

Today I would like to tell you about a dream I had just a few hours ago on this 11th day of November, 2017.

When I was sleeping, I started dreaming that while I was at work, my co-workers and I suddenly decided to go into a conference room of sorts. A bunch of people, old and young alike, flocked into this conference room that already had a nice long table filled with food and drinks waiting for us. Some of my co-workers flocked into the room with their best "costumes" if you will. Some of the older women were dressed up in what I would consider the club attire of the 1920s and they had hats and feathers in their hair, you name it. Some of the younger men (mostly in their 20s) came into the room dressed like something out of the Harlem Renaissance. Their garb consisted of a three piece suit and a matching hat, 1940s style. The rest of us just gathered in this huge space and sat down in anticipation of what was about to take place. Suddenly, the dressed young men start to move towards this stage, all of them either with a trumpet, saxophone, or guitar in tow. The rest of the instruments were already on stage waiting for them. Over time some of the older dressed women would take turns going to the stage as well. All of a sudden these young "Harlem Renaissance" men would start playing their instruments in styles that teetered between Blues, Jazz, early Rock & Roll, and a hint of Motown. The older women would get up there and sing their hearts out while the younger men would show off their skills on the instruments. Saxophone solo here, drum solo there. And the rest of us would just feed off their energy and vice versa. Some of us would even get up and clap our hands to the beat. It was quite an amazing experience! One moment it would feel like I was thrown in the middle of a 1940s club in Harlem, and the next moment would feel like I was in a make-shift chitterling-circuit tent somewhere in the deep south, depending on the style of the music my co-workers were performing. There would be breaks after every few songs. We would all go to the back of the conference room and pack our plates with food and come back to our seats in anticipation of the next performance by one of the co-worker "matriarchs." 

After seeing/hearing about 15 performances I finally woke up from my dream. I look at my radio alarm clock and at this moment it is blasting some Blues music. If any of you live in the Washington DC area, there's a station known as 89.3 WPFW and touts itself as being the station for "Jazz & Justice." Immediately I go straight to my laptop and visit the WPFW website just to "fact-check" my suspicions. Surely if the station played some of these songs that I remember hearing in my dream, then there would be receipts to confirm that. Do you know when I played back some of these songs from the website's playlist, I was able to recall hearing at least 75% of them in my dream? But of course in the dream they were manifested in the form of my co-workers performing them. I could not believe it. I did not know dreams could literally be manifested through the sense of hearing. 

Those breaks in between performances when we would go to the back to get some food and drinks; in reality were commercial breaks on the radio. But somehow I was not able to hear those commercials in my dream. Interesting, right? I am amazed that the mere act of my radio alarm clock turning itself on could manifest in the layout for what I would dream about that in that last hour and a half of sleep. This is just one of those things that has peaked my curiosity in the human body and what it is capable of. Reality being used to create 'fiction' in real time. Who knew? 

IS A 'NOMADIC' LIFESTYLE FOR YOU?

Every few days, when I have to get up between 6 and 6:30 AM, I long for the days when I had little responsibilities; the days when "the summer" was a thing and I could wake up in the middle of the afternoon if I pleased. My mother didn't like it, but I knew that my life in general would not be affected negatively if I decided to sleep for a few more hours. Then Adulting happened. Without warning, without a grace/training period, adulting came out in full force and forced me to be a work robot, only motivated by the fear of becoming homeless. And as a millenial, I know that my story and feelings about adulthood are hardly original. So it made me wonder, can the nomadic lifestyle work? By "Nomadic" I mean the courage, guts, balls to wake up one morning and simply say "I'm not gonna take this shit anymore!" The guts to decide that from now on, you're gonna do your own thing regardless of the consequences that may befall you. In this post, I will explore the different ways in which this lifestyle can work OR fail, depending on the circumstances and personality of the person involved.

So I've played several different scenarios of how I could escape the plantation myself, and none of them truly lead to a sense of safety FOR ME. Knowing my temperament and unending urge to always find stability in anything I do, I know that at THIS moment in my life, I'm not quite ready to make such a drastic life change. But there are people out there who are 'bout dat life and are willing to do whatever it takes to escape the 2 hour daily traffic (conservative estimate); the mundane, stressful routine of waking up everyday to do a job that you hate so that you can barely pay your bills at the end of each month.....ONLY to repeat it again and again and again until you die!!! Not RETIRE, but DIEEEE!!!!!!!! But how do the few brave people who dare to go where no man has gone before take care of themselves? How do they sustain themselves without a steady form of income?

Well, some move around the country and do odd jobs here and there for a few months. Others decide to take the entrepreneurial approach and use their skills for their basic necessities. These people usually decide to leave the United States (or other Western countries) in search of a simpler, but more exhilarating life in Latin American, Asia or Africa. I myself have been contemplating taking the latter approach every single day for the past two years of my life. Not only does it sound exciting, but it also sounds healthier for my longterm mental and physical wellbeing. Not to mention the financial and social benefits one can reap from taking this approach, depending on what country/countries you choose to migrate to. I believe that the lifelong experiences and benefits one can gain from taking this approach far outweigh the perceived stability one gets from working up the corporate ladder while looking forward to retirement in an age that will almost always guarantee that you will be too old, too weak, too sick, and perhaps too dead to enjoy your retirement.

I believe that the most important thing to have embedded deep in you when brainstorming ways to "escape" is a strong entrepreneurial spirit. What are you bringing to the people of the country/countries that you are interested in moving to? How will your urge to break beyond the boundaries you've been given lead you to amazing things that were never thought possible before? This is precisely what I am brainstorming at this point in my life. It takes great planning, putting thoughts to paper, and YES people, it requires that you save up a decent amount of money. This post, more than anything else, is really about me talking to myself. Forcing myself to think of ways in which the "Nomadic" lifestyle can work for ME and yield longterm benefits. Because these two hour commutes, the 60 miles of driving per day, the 10 hours of sitting per day, the minimal monetary benefits per month, NONE of it is worth it for me. They say that the best ideas are formed in a person's lowest moments. In many ways, this post is my way of "crying out" for something better; something meaningful; an actual LIFE, and not accepting that this is all that life has to offer to me. So let's join together in this brainstorming session!

NEVER BUY A ROUNDTRIP AIR TICKET TO DUBAI

If you have ever traveled outside of your country or are thinking about it, you might have (at one point or another) contemplated the idea of traveling to the playground of the wealthy, Dubai. Located in the middle of the Arabian desert in the United Arab Emirates, Dubai is a city/emirate of about 2.8 million with the vast majority of its population being composed of immigrants. It is also ground zero for some of the world's most ambitious construction projects stemming from airports, resorts, and man-made islands. Oh the wonders that oil wealth can produce! This makes Dubai a tourist destination, attracting about 15 million visitors per year. Despite an impressive resumé the likes of Singapore, here are the reasons why you should NEVER spend a dime on a roundtrip flight to Dubai, unless of course you're a wealthy person with money to blow. Here are the 3 reasons why you should never buy a roundtrip air ticket to Dubai. 

1) DUBAI IS A CITY

Now, I understand that many countries in the world have become tourist destinations because of ONE CITY. England is virtually forgettable without the city of London. The Netherlands is nothing but a sinking swamp without Amsterdam! However, all of these cities share something in common with Dubai. They are major HUBS for International Airlines. London-Heathrow International Airport is perhaps the lifeline HUB for a significant portion of Trans-Atlantic Flights from North America. Amsterdam-Schiphol International Airport is the hub for KLM Airways, one of the largest airlines in the world. So why would you spend a ton of money when you don't plan on venturing outside of Dubai? Considering that the city is surrounded by a vast desert, it is probably not a good investment as far as international travel is concerned. Which brings me to my second point. 

2) EMIRATES! EMIRATES! EMIRATES!!!!

Emirates Airlines (simply known as "Emirates") is slowly becoming one of the largest airlines in the world by passenger volume as well as fleet. Emirates conducts daily flights to 140 destinations in the world, including 12 in the United States. And of course it is only fitting that the airline would choose Dubai International Airport as its global hub. Most of Emirates' destinations are located in Asia and Africa. Thus, I've had the opportunity to see Dubai during my trips to Tanzania and India, simply because I opted for a longer layover (about 18 hrs). I was so happy that I essentially got a 2-for-1 deal with my flight. In other words, if you want to see Dubai, pick a different final destination. Perhaps Thailand, Kenya, or India are the actual countries you might want to visit. Opt for a longer layover in Dubai. That way, you get to see two countries (if you can call Dubai a country) for the cost of one roundtrip ticket. Perhaps you may even get to see Dubai a second time during your return trip home. 

3) DUBAI IS A 1-DAY EXCURSION AT BEST!

When the Emirati (might I add rude) Immigration Officer stamped my passport with a 24 hour VISA into Dubai, I could not fathom the hype of the mass media as it pertained to Dubai. Watching television and conducting google searches gave me the impression that Dubai was bigger and grander than its reality. And don't get me wrong, the city itself is magnificent and very intriguing to the eye. But it is smaller than people think. From the moment we left the airport, we were able to see a palace resident of Dubai royalty, the mega Dubai mall, The Burj Khalifa, the Burj Dubai, ALL of downtown, and went to the Palm Islands in a span of less than 5 hrs. And to be honest, Dubai felt like a small town with big buildings. Now, I get it. The city itself has about 2.8 million people, making it about the size of Chicago. But in Chicago, you can feel the congestion. You can feel the traffic. You can see the people. You are able to experience that feeling of being in a big city. Dubai's roads were mostly empty, with traffic only in some streets. In terms of the people, I knew coming into the city that the migrant worker population was big in Dubai, with most of them living in very poor conditions. And perhaps that's why being in downtown I was not able to see the reality that was perhaps deliberately hidden to tourists to save face. BUT that still doesn't change the fact that I felt like I was in a small town with big buildings, albeit the buildings and structures were amazing marvels, but this city felt empty in more ways than I care to explain. After the short tour of Dubai, most of our layover was spent in the hotel that was located inside the airport. While our layover in Dubai was about 18 hrs, we saw everything we needed to see in a span of 5 hours. 

CONCLUSION:

After reading, some of you might have second thoughts about visiting Dubai. And to that I would say, go anyway, if for no other reason other than saying "I went there! I saw it!" And of course a magnet to put on your refrigerator. Dubai is a city like no other, sprouted from the desert out of nothingness. Again, the wonders of oil wealth. But make sure your flight does not end in Dubai but rather Dubai is just a layover destination, one that is prolonged for at least 12 hours or more. And when you get back home, you will happily be able to say that you got a 2-for-1 deal. Safe Travels!