I remember when… I was afraid to dream. I was afraid that things I wanted were too far-fetched and out of reach. I remember when I was afraid to try. It was too easy to imagine failure so why even embark on a pointless journey. I remember when dreaming seemed silly and something only kids were allowed to do. It seemed that once adulthood sets in everyone wants you to live in “the real world”. For many that meant letting go of long held dreams. For others that just meant keeping your dreams private and secretly continuing to hope for the possibility of making them real.
What is the real world, anyway? Can’t we create our own? There are plenty of people whose life I think is absolutely surreal. Some are famous, some aren’t. You know what, they’re living their “real world”. As fabulous as it is, that’s their reality. Why on earth would I believe that a new level of fabulous-ness doesn’t await me? What can’t that be MY real world? Why can’t my real world be whatever I imagine it to be?
Growing up, I was taught to focus on education because it can’t be taken away from you and it can take you places. This is all true. The only problem is that people tend to believe that education can only take you to the places they’ve imagined. Living a life outside of those set boundaries scares the crap out of people. I’m choosing to look outside of those boundaries and see the places I’ve imagined. It looks quite different. I think it’s where my truest happiness lies.
I remember when I stopped believing in the real world. I remember when I stopped believing everything I was told. I just refuse to believe that blessing, whatever it is, doesn’t have my name on it. Why wouldn’t it? Who else would God be saving it for? It’s mine and I’m claiming it. Why wouldn’t I? What does it hurt if I declare it’s mine? I may just be too far away too see that it’s got my name ALL over it.
I have recently begun to believe again in the power of my dreams. These days , I have chosen to let my mind run free with the possibility of what could be. It’s a wonderful feeling to truly believe the world is yours! Sure, every dream may not come true. If I never even believe they can – I haven’t even given them a chance.
Simply put, have you stopped dreaming?