As the title of the post simply puts it forth straight out to you, I USED TO Dream.
As a kid, I was dreaming.
My mum would bring me to the library and get me to read books but I’d be walking around the place pretending that I was in a make-believe fantasy world—dreaming. She thought I was never going to pick up a book.
Well, she was definitely wrong about that, haha.
At home, I was dreaming too as I transformed my house into ‘Neverland’ where pirates and mermaids existed. My life was an adventure because I chose to dream despite the hard realities of life.
As a teenager, I still dreamt.
School was a boring routine and I didn’t want to be caught up in a monotonous, hungry and pointless pursuit of memorizing work and acing my exams.
As a result, my friends probably wrote me off as ditzy.
But, it didn’t matter to me because I was Happy, cherishing the simple pleasures of life at my own pace.
As a young adult though, I had stopped dreaming.
When I myself got caught up in a host of problems and when I started to witness the suffering of my loved ones, reality had slowly started to sink in.
My dreams started turning into nightmares.
And literally, I stopped having ambitions for myself—I decided that I would just live by the moment and get through each day slowly and patiently.
Definitely, I gained strength by taking things step by step and building my endurance but this process ROBBED me of having beautiful dreams in life.
I told myself that if Life was going to end at some point in time (It could even end today),
Why should I plan for the future and dream big?
So, this sullen mindset started taking root within me and I spiralled into a slightly depressive state quite unknowingly. I was encouraging my friends and appeared to be an optimist in their eyes but as for myself, I was just …..existing.
Then today, as I was clearing up my cupboard, I found old paintings of mine that I had hidden away…old works of art and creative pursuits that I chucked aside, feeling dejected about life.
I also found this bookmark that says:
Dreams can come true.
And, my heart skipped with excitement for a second. I got slightly upset that I had buried away all my dreams. It was time to start dreaming again. So one might think…
Why should I dream anyway??
(1) Having a dream means that I have a focus. Even if life gets tough and challenges come my way..I don’t get caught offguard and veer off in a wrong direction.
(2) Rather, I would most likely do whatever it takes to overcome the challenge so that I can progress forward towards my dreams because I have a dream in front of me. I KNOW WHERE I AM HEADED.
And eventually, I am going to get there.
So , I encourage you to have a dream–no matter how impossible it might seem. After all, the impossibility factor is what builds the foundation of a dream!
Walk courageously towards your big dreams.
Even if you were stuck in quicksand, you’d TRY EVEN HARDER to get out of that situation because you have a dream to reach.
You have a bright light shining right in front of you.
I once read that:
“Big dreams are the reasons why the world changes for the better. It’s the reason why there have been so many great inventions, and cures for diseases, etc.”
So, do promise me reader…whoever you might be and whatever difficult situation you might be caught in, you will set a great dream for yourself.
Join me as we walk together towards our dreams and live a purpose-driven life when every moment counts.