Have you ever wanted something so bad that when you got it, you were trying to remember what it was you really wanted?
complaint post, I was getting use to being 'further afield from home'. The mastering of Scottish slang, lack of certain major household appliances, and death by dietary bombardment; i.e. fish suppers, stovies, and mince & skurlie.
Doing what I do best, I got wrapped up in what I had pictured the romantic Scotland to be and what 'really' was the day to day norm. Resuming the 9-5 job, running for groceries and hoovering the carpet. You get the general idea? It's called l-i-f-e.
I came across this post several months ago and I saved it. It was like a frying pan to the face (but in a good way) This is what Evan Lenz, who I have no idea who he is, wrote;
"Have you ever been in the middle of following your dream before you then came back to your senses? Did you really come to your senses, or just fall back into your fears?
Try coming to your senses instead. Look, listen, feel. Notice that the walls aren't literally caving in around you. The waters aren't literally rising. Then go back to following your dream.
THIS experience was my 'push back to my senses'. To you it will most likely be a long, repetitious, video of a slow moving procession of pipers and their groupies. But this was the moment I jumped back into my dream and had that out-of-body experience. THESE were the moments that I could not believe I was smack dab in the middle of. I had just seen (in the flesh) Queen Elizabeth, Prince Philip, Princess Ann, Prince Charles and Camilla, (as if that wasn't chart topping enough) but yet it was this moment I recognized as being the moment that was the moment of all.
Picture this - you are encompassed by the hum of the pipes and beat of the drums as you march through movie-set perfect Braemar. Men, woman and kids wearing their clan proud kilts. Tartan exploding as bodies march in rhythmic step. This quine (Scottish for woman) could have been herded off the edge of Ben Nevis with nae a care in the world!
The moral of the story - dreams stay a dream until they become reality. Reality means, 'something that exists independently of any ideas concerning it.
On our flight home from spending Christmas in the states I chose to watch the movie, 'The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel'. It was another one of those 'frying pan to the face' moments with dialog that sums up the means to an end, or is it really an end at all?
"But it's also true that the person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing. All we know about the future is that it will be different. But perhaps what we fear is that it will be the same. So we must celebrate the changes".
"The only real failure is the failure to try, and the measure of success is how we cope with disappointment".
"Everything will be all right in the end, and if it's not all right,
then trust me, it's not the end".
Go forth and live responsibly
dream a dream
What are you dreaming of for the New Year?