Dream: (On creating a new Earth)
I found myself walking down a rural road. The sun was out and there were fields on either side of the road with fencing for horses. I soon came upon a farmstead with an open sided barn close to the road. I was admiring the nicely kept fences and red painted buildings when I noticed some kind of argument coming from inside the barn. 
I strained to see in the open sides and saw a group of young men talking loudly in confrontation with a lone woman. As I watched it seemed the young men were actually physically beating the woman. I knew I must intervene even though I was scared. I pulled out my cell phone and called 911 before I could even reflect on whether there was a 911. But when I called 911, someone did answer and they said they would send someone right away.
But it was not police that showed up. It was rather a group of clergy people!
They calmed everyone down and asked the young men to come with them to their office. They spoke with much authority and the young men complied, even though I saw no guns, handcuffs, tasers or any other tool to encourage compliance.
I was invited to come along and readily agreed. I thought the whole situation very strange. As I was riding with them, I asked questions.
The first thing I found out was that these were very unusual clergy people. Although they all seemed to represent various religions and spiritual philosophies, it appeared to be in name only. Their affiliations seemed more a way to serve rather than an indication of their personal beliefs. In other words, each seemed to understand that there was a certain group of people in the world who needed a certain belief system at this moment in time, and this group was the group each was primarily there to serve. But the clergy people themselves were very flexible and expansive in their own beliefs and had formed a tightly knit team that honored and respected each member and their own individual personal philosophies.
Instead of taking the young perpetrators to the police station, the clergy people took them to their offices, which again were very unusual. Everything was made of warm brown wood except the floor-to-ceiling windows on two sides. The other two walls had floor-to-ceiling wooden bookcases filled with books, and there were old church pews for seating. These pews were not arranged in rows like a church but placed around the rooms to encourage conversation or reading. The atmosphere was a combination of homey warmth and transparent openness. It radiated both tradition and the welcoming of new potentials.
I was immediately drawn to both the place and the people. I felt completely at home and knew I could work well with these people, and that I would be welcomed as an honored and respected member of their team. There were many lively discussions about spiritual matters and much personal sharing of each person’s individual path and experiences along the way. Everyone was eager to learn from the others and there was much trust, love and warmth. I was aware that I had been longing for this type of team experience in my work all my life.
Then it was time to deal with the kids we had brought in. They were interviewed one at a time in a compassionate way. I could see the team was trying to find out what life imbalances they might have that would have caused the behavior I witnessed.
One boy blurted out, “I want to be just like you.” We all smiled inside thinking “This is a good start”. (I could somehow read their minds without any conversation). But the boy realized what we were thinking as well and said, “No, you don’t understand. I want to be like you but I can’t. The barriers are too overwhelming. I could never break them all down.”
There was no visible reason this boy would have been different than any of our sons, We saw no barriers, and all of us realized at once that this boy was to be our teacher. We didn’t know if we could help him, but we knew he could help us understand not only him, but others like him. We hoped that in helping us he could also help himself.
I realized then that what I was seeing was not a “justice” or “correction” system, but rather a reintegration system, where kids and adults with problem behaviors are treated as real people with real concerns. They are honored and respected for their chosen path, while at the same time helped to realize they have the ability to choose differently if they want.
There was no jail or lock-up. Each “perp” was assigned a life coach from the same office. After meeting and getting acquainted with their life coach, each of the kids we brought in was allowed to go home, knowing that they would be in daily contact with their coach for the foreseeable future.
The coaches were charged with investigating the life situation of each person to see what kind of services they might need (mental health, housing, foster parents, mentors, a good job, education, drug rehab, spiritual counseling, etc.,) as well as trying to help each of them find their passion, something they were good at or really cared about.
Each coach had a number of people in their care, but not so many he/she couldn’t connect with each person every day. I was led to understand that with this kind of daily caring connection, almost everyone emerged from the system in a better and more productive place than before. I also understood that paying life coaches for daily contact with their charges was far less expensive than housing people in jails or prisons.
I woke up with a warm glow and a sense of wonder. I was still suffused with the energy of warmth and caring from the dream and it stayed with me all day. I was also filled with gratitude at being shown how a simple change in attitude can make all the difference in the world, not just for the people involved, but for everyone.
*For the back story for this blog, see New Earth Dreaming
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