At my third grade parent teacher conference Mr Carestia told my mom that I was a good student However he could see in class when I drifted off and entered the world of day dreaming. A glazed look coming across my face, and that was it. I was checked out.
I have always been a dreamer
I believe that we must dream. For it is the first step to making anything come true. Setting the intention and planting the seed. If we don't think about what it is we want we never know exactly what we desire and therefore can never obtain it.
My dreams are charted out through vision boards, journal entries, pinterest searches, and moments of quiet when I allow myself space to sit and think. I imagine what it is I truly want, how I will feel when I get it, and who I want to be by my side along the way.
Yet dreaming can only take you so far. You must be willing to do the work in order to see your dreams come true. You have to take the steps, follow your hearts desires, and show up. Yes, your hands will get dirty. Your heart will break. You will veer off course. You will feel like you will never make it.
There is even a chance your dream won't come true, but you never know until you try.
You can't expect someone to show up at your door with our dream on a silver platter. Life just doesn't work that way. It requires you to take the time and energy needed to make something happen. It means pushing yourself past your comfort zone and being ok with whatever the outcome, especially when it's not the one you were expecting.
Lately the dream of writing a book has been nudging me again. I started a few years back but never made it happen. But just because I couldn't do it then, does't mean that I can't do it now. One thing I know for certain is that books don't appear out of thin air. A lot of hard work and dedication goes into them. I must show up to the page and grant the words permission to spill out. I must be dedicated and encourage myself to write, even when I don't feel like it. Beauty emerges when we push ourselves past our edges.
