Am I Still Relevant?

About 5am I awoke from a nightmare in which everywhere I went in a large company, everyone was far younger than me and took no interest in the knowledge I could share or in anything I had to say.

As always, I took an interest in them but found people rude and sometimes disrespectful. Even my son Kyle was in this dream and he apologized for being rude to me even as he and his partner, my long time close friend Jamie Rosenwald were too busy to spend time with me.

After awakening, I thought extensively about this dream. In recent times, I've let go of much of my conventional thought in search of a higher awareness, an awakening, which is a crucial part of the journey called life. It occurred to me that to others, I may appear foolish.

But then what else is new. As an entrepreneur I always moved to my own beat and some people thought I was foolish until with the grace of God, a business venture, real estate investment, a radio show, a column or something else succeeded.

But I was a lot younger then. I'm 68 years of age now and I've seen many an aging person continue in a business or a career because they really have nothing else and they need to be seen in the powerful position they have long held. It has become their identity and their sense of self-worth.

Other aging people such as Gandhi, Mother Teresa and Peace Pilgrim pursued a cause they deeply believed in until their lives ended.

But most aging people in business have no such cause. Just a fear of no longer being important.

However, life is brief and if we are to understand its purpose and to grow as spiritual beings, we must cast aside considerations of the ego and our resulting fears, and pursue what really matters at this point in our lives.

With certainty, I know we are all making life's journey together and it is incumbent upon each of us to forgive the wrongs done to us and to share with our brethren some of what we have to help them to live better lives.

So if I'm irrelevant to some people who no longer read the writings I publish, or measure me by the money I no longer make or the businesses or radio shows I no longer start, or just think I'm old and out of touch, so be it. I wish them well.

Once again I must move to a different drummer.

With love for all,

Dick