Dream weaver

This has always been hard for me. I am more of a concrete thinker who can’t see outside what is “in the now” (translation: “what is in the checkbook”). Challenged with being a visionary, I am really trying to work at it because I am married to one who has such vision I am questioning whether he is “on something”.

So for a moment, I found myself thinking “what if …..” (ok so I totally forgot what that idea was from the time I thought it and the time I thought to blog it so I wouldn’t forget. YIKES! Anyhow, the point I am trying to make is that “dreaming” is like trying on a jacket. Not the kind of dreaming where you can eat all the chocolate, cheese cake, pizza (etc.) you want and you don’t gain wait or totally shut down your immune system. That’s not realistic. And that is what I am. A realist. But I am learning that you can be a realist and a dreamer. It’s just called goal setting. And that. is. hard. for. me.

Back to the jacket. You put it on. One sleeve at a time. You check yourself out in the mirror. Check the arm length of the jacket to how it feels on your wrist. Check the mirror— different angle. See, it’s not so bad. But I didn’t know how to start. Actually I didn’t even know I didn’t know how to do this until I got married and my husband’s vision was so incredibly foreign to me (and he is actually foreign to me— he’s from India) that it felt like I was learning a new language. And completely frustrated. And argumentative. Fast forward to this moment and I feel like “I could do that” when I think about dreaming. Dreaming on purpose. Planning for the future. It just makes sense. I see how far I have gotten without a plan and am motivated to start living on purpose. Dreaming on purpose. Planning on purpose.

And p.s. the title – which is like that song from the 70’s (?) scares me.

 

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