A sort of serenity has settled upon me today. Each hour is like a dream as I float from moment to moment. I find myself lost in thought and time drifts lazily by. Of late my thoughts had been a critical evaluation of my past actions, continually asking over and over again if my actions were wrong, if I made a mistake, if, if, if....
Today their was a subtle shift from the past to the present and then to the future it was that they finally settled. I feel a tingling deep down in my bones, an itch that causes me to stir impatiently. To press forward and live in and for each moment as it happens. It is a simple action, which allowed this shift, that changed my thoughts from fevered worry to tranquil anticipation. I relearned the meaning of a favorite quote, "the world will turn aside to let any man pass who knows whither he is going." I have been wandering with no idea where I was going. Its not that I didn't have a plan, its that my plan was based on to many variables, what ifs, and waiting to see what another might do. I didn't know where I was going, its no wander their were so many stumbling blocks. And then I spent a few hours with Coach Wooden. And he helped me out.
Having a dream and making a goal are two entirely different things. Dreams are the things we play out in our heads when reality we want to escape. Dreams are like clouds, floating high in the sky but when we reach out to grab a handful, we grasp at wisps of nothing and are left with a cold wet hand. This is not to say that dreams are not lovely, or beautiful, or even necessary. For one must believe in dreams just as much one must believe in magic and fairies and happily ever afters. But there is no chance of reaching happily ever after if all one does is dream. A dream must be harnessed and honed and polished. Broken down into individual goals if it is ever to be achieved. Achieving one's goal, no matter the size, is the greatest achievement any can hope for.
So as you go out in the great wide world, a small bit of advice I would give...
Dreaming is what we do in our beds snuggled in safe and warm.
But when morning comes and wake we must the dreams must be taking one by one
And planted down in neat little rows and water and loved and feed.
Work all day long while the sun is high and then our dreams will grow,
Then reap a good harvest as the sun goes down and when it finally sets,
Dreaming is what we must do in our beds, snuggled in safe and warm.
Good night dear ones.
I really like this one as it speaks to how we turn the "want" to "reality"
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