What is Your Dream?

I've been pensive about dreams lately -- my own and others' dreams. I've often wondered what people desire to become or do. I don't know why it's so interesting, but I am completely fascinated with the various dreams and goals that people have. However, in essence, we all have similar goals: to live comfortably, be happy, but those are not exciting dreams. Being happy is just a mood. It's not an accomplishment (unless you have emotional issues). I love hearing people talk about their passions and dreams. It's refreshing to actually peel back layers of the average person to reveal what's in their heart. Dreams are, after all, stored there.

What is it that drives you to live life? What is it that you like to do and can you do it often? When we as a society think about dreams, it always seems to be in a future tense -- dreams are what are to be, not what is. And that is sad as we are living for the tomorrows of life.

Let that sink in for a moment.

Ernie-cat is dreaming of cuddles and catnip. =^.^=

We live in the now/present (duh!) but we look forward and some even live in the future. Why? Because it will be better? What if it won't be better because we're not living the dream now?

Some of you know that I write songs and poetry, and some of you may not have known that. I've recently written a song about how we anticipate the birth of our dreams, but don't do anything to make that happen.

Using the line, "When will my life begin?" as the basis of my song, I've come up with an idea that may put this into perspective.

Imagine being stranded in a small town where your life is mundane and boring. You want something more, but the opportunities just aren't there. You can sit and wait for something exciting to happen until you are 80 but you croak because you've waited all your life for that one moment... Or you can be the inspiration and do something when you're 25 so that when you do make it to 80, you've left a legacy of inspiration for others.

What makes you truly excited? Even if it's something that you don't want others to know, keep doing something each day that brings that day of accomplishment one day closer.

Don't wait. Waiting is what stalls you. Push forward and make the changes now that get you closer to your dreams. As Nike says, Just Do It!

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