I think dreams are the thoughts, the envisionings in our minds that we can see and wish for. Dreams start at the earliest of ages. We want a certain doll, or a new truck, and even in our little three year old minds, we’re dreaming. We go to bed hoping that Santa or mommy or grandma will surprise us with our daydream.
If that’s not going to happen, there is an alternative. Work for whatever you want, for yourself. Make your daydream a goal of yours. Sweep the floor, empty the dishwasher, take out the trash, do something that earns good points in the direction of your want.
Strive for what you want. Work hard, and have pride in your work, and in the hours you are putting in to get what you want. Chances are you’ll take care of it better, having paid for it on your own.
We all need to have some dreams to push us forward and make us want to live on. When kids are little in grammar school, hating it the whole time, some of them, they should have dreams to sustain them through the week. Maybe a weekend at the beach, or a camping trip, or having a new computer game you can play for hours. Their goal through that week is to be able to do those things, so they should strive to get their homework done, and good marks on their tests.
When adults are working forty hour weeks, they need dreams to help them get through their efforts. Maybe a nice oriental rug may be enticing. How about a pleasant vacation on a cruise line? These dreams turn into goals that we strive for by doing the right amount of work to achieve them.
Dreams and goals don’t occur on their own. We can’t just dream of something, and expect it to come true. There’s leg work involved. I dreamt of having a beautiful home. I had to go through all my motions of courtship and marriage and picking out furniture and accessories and curtains, and then maintaining it all. After twenty years, I am still maintaining it, and it is beautiful. I made it my goal to get a home, and I made my dreams a reality. I have to strive to keep it looking nice and clean and updated, but my dream became a goal which became a reality.
At fifty one, my dream is to get a ’74, white, t top, stingray corvette, with tan interior. I had one once, when I was twenty three, but I cracked it up hitting a tree, and I always promised myself I’d get another one. I have to strive to get to that goal. I have to save money, I can’t spend any money, and I have to wait for a divorce to go through, but then, my goal will come true.
I dream that as I continue going to a wonderful reflexologist, I will learn more of her wisdom, and get better and better, and closer to the "balance." Not only has her reflexology massages helped me physically, and added energy and peace to my life, but her talking to me while she is giving me the massage, is priceless to me. I love to learn, especially about peace and Native American Indians and Chinese philosophies, and Hindu ideas, and she always has a story about all. My goal is to reach wholeness, and therefore, I will strive for it. I will go to sessions, and listen to the knowledge of this wise woman. I will learn more and more about how to be at peace with myself, and my world. How amazing that would be.
All these happy things happening because we have dreams that we turn into goals. I feel sorry for those who say they don’t have any dreams or goals. Life is what it is, hard, and if we don’t have dreams and goals, we have nothing pushing us to each new day. We need to have things to look forward to.
Sometimes, we have to force ourselves to make a list of goals we want to reach, and then, strive to reach them. Sometimes, they are just things such as, "Today, I will empty the dishwasher." "Today I will clean out my closet." "Today I will give the dog a bath." We need goals to steer us in the right direction, towards a happy and healthy and spiritual life. |
