Dean T. Wickstrom Tribute

The Scientist
Dean Wickstrom was one of the most remarkable men I've ever met, possessing a joy and confidence that comes from a lifetime of awareeness of the presence of God.
I met Dean six months ago in a class of spiritual seekers and it was a fast friendship, in Spanish it’s called simpatico.

Dean had a lightness and grace about him, emanating from an experience of God.
He applied the same dedication and commitment he exemplified as an athelete in cultivation of his relationship with the One.

When Dean and I had business meetings, we meditated prior to speaking. We committed to making an experiment of allowing Infinite Spirit to direct the enterprise, instead of our finite minds. I assure you the experiment is a success.

Though his “ earth suit” will be missed, I will continue to rely upon his friendship and counsel.
The Dean I knew was quick to laugh and slow to anger, I never saw him laugh at anyone. He was always laughing at himself. He got the joke.
If God's first language is Silence, then the second is Laughter. If I ever want to find my friend, Dean, I know I can always find him in somewhere between the two.