And where to begin.
Dreaming is so much easier when you’re asleep. Lay your head down. Wrap yourself into your blankets. Snuggle up and fall into that safe dark place.
Your mind takes over from there. Wandering through your thoughts. Flipping through the channels until something interesting comes along—zooming in and taking off.
Dreaming while awake—eyes wide open is more difficult than I ever thought. Pen in hand. Paper or person right there with you. But there are lots and lots of distractions. The phone. The kids. The friends. Your thoughts. Staying on the right path takes discipline.
So what’s the best way to start?
For me, I think it depends on how you respond to the world. Maybe you’re a listener. Talking could be your thing.
Maybe you picture your world before you live it—that’s what I do anyway. I was the girl terrible at math. Numbers didn’t amount to a whole pile of anything unless I knew the application. Thus, I spent a great deal more time on Math homework, which I hated entirely, forcing myself to get through it. Why? Flunking out would mean more of it, and I’m not the type to voluntarily torture myself.
I did it though and here’s my list of top six things (I added one):
Beauty and the beast style. I want the dress (in my color of course!). The scene of somewhere special. The mad skills of waltzing and actually letting my feet take me exactly where I want to go. Maybe it’s the rhythm I’m in love with. The way two people move together. Of course the music is pretty awesome too.
I was that girl who loved every subject. Okay, I’m lying just a little—we know by now Math and I will never be friends. One of my career possibilities was architecture. I fell head over heels for the buildings and the history. Drawing straight lines was something I did very well—especially those pen and ink perspectives. I’m convinced I would have stayed with it had studio time not sucked up almost every minute of living and breathing. I couldn’t survive the sleep deprivation. But that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate a phenomenal building or a bronze door, or an entire layout of a famous palazzo. Everything I studied is on my wish list. Italy is of course, at the top. I’ve added Scotland too, just because.
|My 3 1/2 year old son took this picture! Impressed!
Ever heard of the book, Eat, Pray, Love? That’s what I want. I want to do all the things that will bring me to a state of internal peace.
Painting something big and beautiful.
Once upon a time I made the time for art. I’d like to go back to that point. Get comfortable with my creativity, listen the music.
If you’re like me, there are places in the world where we live better and healthier. Oregon is that place for me—a natural place where you experience the perks of the ocean and the forest. Maybe someday, I’ll be able to spend considerably more time in the state.
I’ve saved the best for last: Writing.
My career of choice one day. Since I have a plethora of stories just waiting to get out, one day I dream of putting the pictures together in ways that mean something to others.
So here I am.
Where are you?
I’d love to hear something you want more than anything.