Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.
Dale E. Turner
There are very few people that can honestly say they have never had a dream that didn’t reach deep within their soul at least once upon a time. Most, if asked, can point back to a time when they believed it was possible to achieve greatness.
Future Acadamy Award winning actresses and actors practiced acceptance speeches in bathroom mirrors with microphones looking suspiciously like hairbrushes. Future Pulitzer Prize winning authors feverishly penned plot lines, poetry and half finished characters on wire-bound notebooks and napkins. Monopoly and Risk players imagined taking Wallstreet and the World by storm, while the future medical staff practiced their craft by taking out tiny body parts in games of Operation before the buzzer could sound.
Of course, there were others. My hairbrush microphone was used for singing along with Barbra Streisand while my record player played the same song over and over until I could get every note and word down just right. I was determined to be ready for that one day in the future when we would meet and she would graciously request a duet. ( it hasn’t happened yet…sigh.)
For most of us, somewhere along the line, life tapped us on the shoulder, handed us a strong dose of coffee to sniff and told us to get with the program. Hollywood and the Pulitzer Prize weren’t likely to come knocking at the front door. For a great deal of us, Medical school, Wallstreet, Sports careers and so many other lofty goals seemed equally out of reach.
Time to grow up. Time to get real. Time to get on with it.
In the busyness of day to day life, dreams get shoved aside, forgotten, tucked away in the bottom of the sock drawer of life along with other little mementos of our authenticity. Then one day, something stirs inside, a tiny flutter in the midst of the mechanical rote of day to day existence.
An awakening, a yearning for something more. A voice whispering, asking the question, “Is this all there is? I thought there would be something more?”
Right around New Year’s day that voice gets a little louder then then the rest of the year. A little more hopeful. Could this be the year that something changes? Could this be the year that all of those hidden dreams come true?
And where are all of those hidden dreams anyhow?
Check the Sock Drawer. The answers are in there.
While it’s still true that the Acadamy might not have a statue with your name engraved on it waiting patiently for you, the sock drawer of life has a lot to tell you about your hidden authenticity. What’s in there tucked away that you almost forgot about?
- Finished or half- written novels? Stories in your head that have always meant to be captured on paper?
- A yearning to dance? To paint? Take up horseback riding or singing lessons?
- A plan to cross the finish line of a marathon?
- The plans to build that special dream house?
Or how about those dreams of going back to college that you never got around to? That career that got away because you were always to busy with the one that paid the bills?
“The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago. The second best time is now.” – Chinese Proverb
These last few days of the year are traditional for dragging out the old tried and true resolutions that we make each year. Trust me…there will be a *GET ORGANZINED…AGAIN* and a EXERCISE MORE & LOSE TEN POUNDS* on my list right along with everyone else, but while we are pulling out the official oldies but goodies, how about an honest look at some heart-felt dreams?
It isn’t too late. It’s never too late.
What’s in your sock drawer? What’s stopping you from pulling it out and making 2010 the year that dream comes true?
