Dreams are hazy. I catch glimpses of my dreams, but they don't always fit together with my life like a puzzle. Sometimes they don't even translate into reality. Dreams can be inspiration. Dreams can even masquerade as wish fulfillment.
I think life should be full of dreams...but flexible dreams. Being stubborn about what "you thought might be" and not willing to accept what "is" results in unhappiness. In not accepting others for who they are, or who they might become.
My dreams, for the most part, are a mixture of family, friends, romance and love, and creative endeavors. I pray that I get to live my dreams, flexibly, while embracing and wholeheartedly accepting the dreams of those I love.
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I wish I was as easy going about my dreams. I know what I want and I know there are a million ways to get it but I am currently stressing on the best way. but what really, is the best way? is there a best? Dreams I suppose are inherently not real. Opportunities are the physical presence of dreams.
ReplyDeleteI miss you. And I am so lucky to have you as my brilliant sister.