Hopes, dreams, aspirations, delusions of grandeur ~ those
wispy tendrils of impulse that crawl their way into and out of your everyday
thoughts. They tease and cajole and taunt and creep sadly away when ignored,
only to rage another day, perhaps during moments of discontent, when you can
least tolerate them!
~Am I following my heart?
~I have one life, am I being true to me?
~Is this what I want to be doing right now opposed to……the
thing is, if you are having a phenomenal time at work, the weekends would not
seem so desperately alluring!
~The final stanza in the poem ‘The Road not Taken’
by Robert Frost rings in your head
‘I shall be telling this
with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.’
If
these sing and ring and ping impatiently in your heart, perhaps it’s because
you are not following it!
Bronnie
Ware released a book called ‘The top five regrets of the dying’, and which
regret do you think tops them? I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not
the life others expected of me. In our ‘liberated’
modern society it goes further than that, we have expectations of ourselves, we
expect to not be able to make a living by pursuing our eccentric mad dreams so
we end up chopping them up into thus far acceptable slices through prearranged avenues,
or we claim them as hobbies instead of plotting a new course.
The problem with unrequited dreams is that they make
you restless. They bite at your ankles, whisper through your days and yell
through your nights, be brave!
Presently I’m listening to 'Be Brave' by Shotgun Tori, whom I went to see recently, she’s
singing as loud as the customers in my shop will tolerate, ’Throw caution to
the wind, be brave!’ but as responsible mortgage paying members of society we may have a hard time running off in different directions pursuing dreams as concrete as wind
but her words speak of not waiting another day to turn your sail in the right
direction.
A wise friend once said to me, ’If you spend just 10 minutes
everyday working on your dreams, you’ll be further than you were the day before,
and a year from now you’ll be glad you started today!’
The world needs a
workforce, but what it needs more are people alive with the creative light of following
their dreams, the electric buzz of excitement when standing up and doing
something that means so much to you that you have goosebumps on your goosebumps,
its more contagious than flu, it’s enviable and addictive to the point of continual and welcome repetition!
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