01/03/2026
DREAM..
Last night I had a dream. I was riding a motor cycle.. Actually, to me that's more of a nightmare than a dream. I would have only been on a MC a couple times in my life.. a few times on the farm maybe. It's not something I seek out! I don't know why. The idea of sitting on top of a bike going 100km an hour with no car walls to protect me doesn't really appeal. In fact, it ranks up there with bungy jumping and skydiving as my three most non-desired activities. And I don't know about you, but my body goes tense and my heart rate increases just thinking of them - did you know your brain doesn't know the difference between an imagined event and the real thing - that's why your body responds the same either way!
But anyway.. back to my dream. There I am astride a massive great Harley Davidson. Not just a little bike. One of those huge great open road bikes that rumbles - you know that deep, throaty, powerful sound they make?
So clear in my mind, like the rest of this dream. Some dreams flit in and are gone within seconds - “I know I had a dream but what was it”.. some leave floating wisps of images or ideas.. but some, like last night, are stamped indelibly in your memory forever. I have a 30 year old dream of gardening and a spider that's never left me, still as vivid today as the night I dreamt it.
(Hmm.. spiders! They have to go in my top three fears - but what am I going to kick out?)
So, there I am.. back of a Harley, coming along a coast road. The sea on my right. A calm day, waves not too big. It's a nice day. Not hot, a little overcast but not grey.
And on the left side - a mountain. I am just coming round the base of this large mountain that stretches almost to the edge of the road but not quite.. just enough room to place a road between the mountain and the sea without cutting into the mountain.
Interestingly, I'm not riding the Harley. I am watching myself ride the Harley - as you can only do in a dream! I'm out in front somewhere looking back, watching myself just come into view riding this Harley round this mountain. And I think to myself “that's really strange”. Why am I riding a Harley, all alone, on an open road?
And then, behind me, come 200 other people on Motorcycles. All different sizes and shapes of bikes, spread out across both lanes (because interestingly there is no traffic travelling the opposite direction), spread back across 100’s of metres of road, maybe kilometres even, by the time time this procession drives past me.
And clear as a bell the dream's meaning hits me.
We aren't here to do it alone.
Life is a team game. And you may think you're doing it alone - but you're not!! There is always someone helping you, even if you don't realise it. In my world these people are called family - my home family and my work family.
Could you imagine trying to run a Medical Practice with just doctors - no nurses, no admin? Well heck, it just wouldn't work!! Could you imagine us coming out to find you in a room full of patients - no one's been checked in, you're not in my appointment book, I don't know if you're the the next patient or not! Then I need to do the paperwork afterwards, need to book you for your next appt. Yep, I could do it, but I'd probably get through 5 patients a day.
Could you imagine if I had to set up to do a skin cancer excision myself.. had to find and give injections myself (not something we do - our injections are always double checked).. had to restock the rooms so everything is ready when someone needs it.
Even writing for these posts is a team game.. I write them, Sally critiques them.. Aislinn edits and posts them.
Everything is a team game. Even our cleaners at home and at work, my Dog’s PA.
Take it out another level - the equipment suppliers for work.
Another level - the shops who sell us the things we need to live - food, clothing, household equipment.. or even things to help enjoy life like chocolate from Boston Bay Collective. We wouldn't have that without the team who make the chocolate and the team who sell the products - but I wish they'd stop selling the coffee caramels, there's never any left for me!!
And yet another level - the people who grow or harvest the food - farmers, fishermen, primary producers of all kinds.
We are not alone in this world. And while a few have tried and managed, we are not meant to do it all by ourselves - and in fact it's detrimental to try. Latest research suggests that the STRONGEST factor for a long and healthy life is social interaction.
“No one can do it for you.. but you can't do it alone”
Or perhaps it's better said by Helen Keller..
“Alone we can do so little, together we can do so much”
As a team we can achieve so much more.. and I, for one, am very grateful for the teams I work with every day.. at home.. at the shop.. at the Clinic and Hospital.
I may feel like I'm riding that Harley all alone coming around whatever mountain-of-a-problem life has chucked at me this week.. but I'm not.. I never was.. we’re not.. we never were.. there is always a tribe..
It takes a tribe!
Have a great week people
Dr Kris xx