Every day I have learned to keep my “To-Do List” to guide me on what to do during the day and make sure I accomplish most of what is to be done. On the other hand, while still alive, I have my “To Visit List” and “To Meet List” to guide me to places I dream one day to visit when I am still able and people I wish to meet while my eyes are wide open and can see clearly. It is just me because we are in a world where everyone wants …. To Do! To Visit and To Meet.

 At some point in our lives, we all have this one person or even persons we dream to meet in life, or we wish we met before they transited to paradise heaven our home. While still fresh, green, and full of sap, there are things we want to do including jumping from a plane with a parachute for me. There are places I still dream to visit before my legs get too weak to carry me around. And there are persons I am dreaming to meet and spending some time with. Famous people like Obama, actors like Denzel Washington, great religious leaders like Pope Francis not forgetting comedians like Aki and Poh-Pho. 

With time I have watered some of these dreams down. Coming to the west I have found that people aren’t excited with who you are and what you are, not like back home where to come closer to a celebrity or should I say public figure would be a dream come true. I will never forget when I met our president and he shook my hand and we exchanged words, I almost never bath.

Living in Jamaica now I find that we are never excited with people. Yah! We may take pictured and carry on, but nothing compared to back at home. Being a celebrity in the west isn’t that a big thing. I remember once I met Shaggy the dancehall singer in downtown Kingston and it was a very ordinary event. He was actually driving himself and had unkept beards just as I do sometimes. I even got a chance to chat with him. 

Back a yard religious leaders like Bishops are like celebrities too. We don’t get closer to them unless it’s an official thing or we are lucky enough to receive communion from them. Here in Jamaica not just coming close to them but they know our name, follow us on social media, like our posts and sometimes comment on what we post.

I remember the first time I was able to drive AB Ken, I was so excited. I was tired after the whole day from one place to another and we were driving home. I was really tired and even though I was exhausted I couldn’t allow him to drive. Later in the day, I called my mum, family, and friends to tell them how I drove the Archbishop of Kingston.

When a celebrity appears in our dreams, these persons are usually symbolic of some aspect of our own personality or something about our opinion, feelings, thoughts, or memories of those celebrities in question.

Yesterday I got a chance to meet Miss Jamaica World (Miss Khalia Hall). It wasn’t my dream come true but it was a great privilege. She comes in driving herself. Dress very simple, one couldn’t tell she was a “big woman” (celebrity). As I wrote on my Instagram (#Jambo Jamaica), she stooped down to greet our resident and joined in a song the boy sang. She also gave donations and walked around the compound of Mustard Seed Community based in three miles. Despite the popularity and fame, she carries, I saw humility in her. I don’t know her background so much, but with the way she sang the song ‘Jesus loves me, yes I know…’ I definitely knew she went to Sunday school, and for her to give a donation, I trust it is from what she was taught from childhood. We all have to learn to give but to society and as a society we need to learn to put our ‘fingers’ in the wounds of the poor and marginalized just as Mustard Seed Community have done in a few countries around the world.

To me, if I’m going to be given a chance to meet someone alive, I will always want to meet Ben Carson the writer of the book Miracle hands. I would love to know how he did manage to move from last to fast in class, how with such a hunger issue was he able to overcome it and above all how did he manage to separate conjoined twins.

I also want to meet Immaculate Ilibagiza, one of the survivors of the Rwanda genocide and the writer of the book ‘Left To Tell’. I want to know what kind of heart she has to forgive the men who killed her dad, mum, and brother. How did she manage to stay intact with her faith in God inside that bathroom for 90 days?

I know we all will die at some point but when I die, if that is the only way, I would want to have a meeting with Jesus to ask and know why death had to be the way to transition.

The question remains what impact do we get from these dreams come true events in our lives? How much do they affect and have effects on our lives?