Some say a Great Spirit dreamed the universe into being.

Versions vary: Yahweh proclaimed: “ Let there be light”

or Purusha enveloped the earth with outstretched hands,

but, I’ll take the dream version, adorned with music.

My dream universe features rhythm and harmony: bone

flutes and tree trunk drums: mimicking birds, invoking

thunder, the rattles of snakes, and the howling of coyotes .

Our monthly dream group of eight gathered yesterday and,

we remade the universe, challenging ourselves to explore

instruments we had not mastered, and calling us through

portals whose entrance visas were rhythm and harmony.

We learned that the solos we are being called to play require

us to first embrace lost parents and ancestors, play unknown

wind instruments, and to remember that music is the shortest

way home. And with this music you are welcome to come

home.

Flutes and lutes, not brick and mortar, are the stuff of creation.

And for this universe, dreaming is the foundation. Explore

your dreams and you will hear the refrain over and over:

You are welcome to come home.

You are welcome to come home.

- Bruce Silverman