I think way too much…seriously…my perfectly synced left and right brain are alway processing, analyzing, interpreting, and pondering. Imprisoned, at times, by thoughts and creative visions run amuck. This past week I was away from my computer (yes, I’ll admit I had my iPhone so I wasn’t totally disconnected 🙂 ). I enjoyed spending time with my beloved family…soaking up life without the stresses of home. The subject of dreams parked. (One of my favorite bloggers piqued my interested on this subject.) I thought about my own dreams, as well as the dreams of others. Questions siren…as they always do. (My inquisitive self…always has to know: Why? How? …and every other question under the sun on a vast array of subjects.) Dreams are what keep us going…something to strife for. Something we want to see transform into reality. Surely, we can share the same dream as another. How far do you go to make you dreams come true? At what cost? I am, at times, astonished by the answers. It’s disheartening. I have witnessed (and felt) the cost of dreams. What happened to love…after all, this is the core of a dream, right? What happened to honor? Dreams are honorable…at least the ones worth having. What happened to peace? Peace is the very essence of a dream. It’s what we yearn for. I ask myself these questions– because I crave answers. More importantly, I want my children to know the answers to these core life questions. It’s hard to tell them to do the right thing when they notice the world around them takes frequent morality breaks. For now, it’s just the little things…sharing, manners, respecting others. What’s ironic about this is that these *little things* I just mentioned are that they are the very same big things to come. The threads of life do not change. Sharing dreams with love, respect and honor. Using good manners when chasing our dreams. Respecting those with the same dream. Life’s factors, applied. I came up with my own formula for dream chasing.
1. dream with passion, not contempt.
2. dream with the vision of sharing your dream talents (whatever they might be) with others.
3. your dream is only a dream if it promotes goodness and wellbeing– it’s not a dream if there is dishonesty, of any nature.
4. follow your dream path– you might be surprised to end up with a new dream all together. (My path did.)
5. a life without dreams isn’t worth living.
It seems like a simple formula destined to yield promise. Yet, it really isn’t. Why can’t it be this easy? I am afraid for my little dreamers. I have been entrusted blessed by a higher being of some kind with my tender…fragile, kindhearted darlings. So innocent and sweet– full of zest and trust, and content with the simplicity of life’s goodness. I am desperately trying to find the balance between keeping dreams flourishing, and keeping reality close by. For my own sake, as well as for the sake of my dream seekers. I may never find the answers…or the meaning to it all. For now…I will relish in the dream itself.
Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes. Carl Jung
One more pic to share from St. Augustine…(now THIS is what my dreams are made of) xx
I am fascinated by the ocean…her enormity, her languid movements, her perfect harmony. She speaks to me….and so it would seem, my children hear her too.
I have so many pictures to share. I will try to post a pic a day from our fabulous trip. Visit again soon…:)