They have called to you since the early days of your youth. Like the Sirens of the Odyssesy you have found yourself daydreaming time and time again heeding the call of what could be. Perhaps your dreams are to soar through the air in a perfect jete only to land effortlessly onto the points of your toes. Maybe your dreams take you to the helm of a 747 where you skim the clouds at over 500 miles per hour. Still others dream only of long sunny days on endless white sand beaches filling their lungs with salty air. We all have one and we all find ourselves settling there in our minds from time to time.
When it comes to our dreams people act in one of two ways.
1. Despite all obstacles they hold fast to their goals shaping reality to their ends.
2. It is decided that dreams are only pictures of the mind and meant to stay in their heads.
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This post is not directed to those of you who have decided that option two is the best course of action.
This is for those of you who have heeded the Sirens call. You have walked beyond the borders of your comfort zone. You have crossed the bridges of experience. Sharpening your axe you have carved the mighty oak into an unsinkable vessel. Tearing the very clothes from your back, all you have left, you have fashioned sails. With a mighty push of satisfaction you cast off of into the surf of the unknown sea.
Congratulations! Take a moment. Look back at the shore as you have now gotten beyond the breakers. There are still thousands of people who have come no where near to what you have just accomplished. Fear of sinking or a storm has kept them, even if they built a good boat, from getting to the point you are now.
So, you turn our attention to the open waters, find what you think is the right heading, and begin the greatest adventure of your life. It would be nice if that enthusiasm could stay at this exhilirating level. It would make what is about to come up a lot easier to deal with. Unfortunately, there was bumps on the path to cast off and there are bumps once you’re in the water. Those storms people are so afraid are a very real thing. Boats capsize, but that doesn’t mean the end. There are monsters swimming in the depths that will have little trouble swallowing you and your boat. But you won’t be stuck inside of them forever. These horrors can’t even begin to compare to the insurmountable obstacle of a windless day. The endless hours as you just stare out at the blue expanse with nothing to do but bake in the sun.
These are just a few of the bumps on the road to shaping reality. There are many more you may be able to think of. I wish I could tell you that everything will come out smelling of peaches and cream. That whatever image that is in your head will come out exactly like you picture it to be. I wish it were that simple. That someone will just come along and want to work the ship’s rigging for free. Then just hand all the money over to you. I can wish, but I don’t like to type out empty promises.
Instead I can offer you a hand. And not a hand in your efforts, but a hand to say I’m here. I’m afraid I’m pretty busy with my own sails, but I’m not beyond taking a break. Especially, if our boats have floated close enough for me to see you have become forlorn on your quest. I offer my companionship. You are not alone. And it makes me feel good to see you. To know that others are out there working just as tirelessly towards their goals makes it easier to continue typing on my keyboard. I can only hope that you feel the same renewed enthusiasm for your passion that I do when the winds start to blow again.
Struggles in patience are better overcome when you keep the company of others.
Thank you for reading,