I have a dream.
Well, I’m working on it, at least.
It’s big and quite different from anything I’ve allowed myself to dream about in the past. It’s bold and brash and promises to challenge me at every turn, to push me out of my comfort zone at every opportunity.
It’s a dream that will test my commitment, my faith in myself, my vision.
It’s the kind of dream that gets scoffed at, dismissed as unattainable for little people like me. I myself direct the scoffing-and-dismissing choir. Often with precision and skill.
But it’s a dream born out of the conviction that it’s time to move on. Time to leave the past in the past and create a present and future of my own making, on my own terms.
And it frightens me.
Like ripe peaches on a tree, with just a little shake the doubts and questions and uncertainties rain down on my head.
Are you sure you want this? That’s a really wide chasm between here and there—what makes you think you have what it takes to make it across? Aren’t you being presumptuous to think you can make it? You don’t have enough talent, experience, know-how, connections, or skills. Ordinary people like you don’t get to live out dreams like that. No way you can make this happen.
The chasm between here and there, reality now and reality then, seems distressingly wide. But dreams often seem that way, don’t they?
Barbara Sher points out in her book, Wishcraft, that when it comes to taking actual steps toward our dreams, we stop ourselves and hide behind all the reasons it can’t be done. I don’t have the money. I don’t have the time. I don’t have the skills. I have to take care of my family. I have debt to repay. The time’s not right.
Here’s the real truth, though: We’re not afraid we cannot fulfill our dreams. We’re afraid we can!
Why else do we go into hiding? This truth is not easy to face.
But the obstacles and reasons-it-can’t-be-done only take on the level of invincibility we assign them. We actually have more say-so than we choose to acknowledge.
If we recognize this truth, our obstacles take on the consistency of play dough: solid, but pliable. Completely within our power to shape and mold.
If we recognize this truth, we’re left with no more excuses. Only the choice to move forward or stay put. Life, or death-by-same-old-same-old.
I have a dream.
Did I mention how big and scary it feels?
If I wait for the right time, the perfect conditions, the stars to align, I may wait forever.
So, even in the face of fear and awe, doubt and uncertainty, a long list of reasons-it-can’t-be-done, I take the first step. Just one step.
But it’s one step closer to bridging that chasm, one step closer to fulfilling my dream. Woo-hoo!
What’s your dream?