Those who dream at night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find that it was vanity, but dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible.
~T.E. Lawrence of Arabia
can we whisper our dreams to life? encourage quietly and then poof, they appear……maybe……but the inner desire to live our truth is more about that raw fear we all know so well…..dancing with it……allowing it……keeping its rhythm so we never stagnate….
At a seminar once, a young man came up and handed me a slip of paper that read:
“Happy are they that dream dreams, and have the courage to make them come true.”
That has stuck with me ever since. You have got to have a dream, an idea, a concept. Then you have to do something about it. There is no big merit in just being a dreamer. But there is a lot of merit to dreams. If you are just willing to go with some of them, things happen. Some very outstanding things happen to people who dare to dream and dare to make them come true.
Which of your dreams are persistent and won’t leave you alone? Which are you willing to sacrifice for? ~Rod MacIver
I have crossed this river before.
I almost drowned. One other time
it carried me to a new life. What now?
It’s moving so fast I can’t see myself.
Only the cries of others in the fast
water, pleading for me to come or
stay or go away. Funny how light itself
never moves but everything it touches
never stays the same. That’s been my
love affair with truth. I wonder about
so many. Where is the sweet troubled
man who used to be my friend? Did
we stop caring? Or did the current
sweep us in different directions?
Nothing stands still in the water.
Or in life. Is that why we try so hard
to hold on? I keep breaking off what is
false so the irreducible thing at center
can show itself. I wish I knew the ire-
ducible thing’s language. I know it’s
trying to tell me something. Perhaps
the same thing for years.