This is the trailer.
Dreams. Passion. It is interesting to think about. I'm sitting in my quiet home. The morning light is dim. It's quietly raining. I have 2 sleeping boys upstairs. I am living my dream. Raising my children, creating a home, a home in the country, a job I find fulfilling... this is my dream.
I wish I had been more aware.
But I am not done dreaming. I can feel the pull inside me to create. So, I will listen more closely and move where I am pulled.
What I want for my children is not to be 40-something and realize that they have their dream. Or that they don't. I want them to be aware, consciously pursue, ask questions, pray... l i s t e n.
In the past, and the residue remains, I have associated 'living your dream' or 'seeking your passion' with being irresponsible or selfish (for some reason). I was not raised that way but I became that way. Self-talk was often negative and others "must know better". I did not always trust my own voice and I watched for the reaction of other people.
It is a relief to feel the residue gradually fall away. It's a relief to feel outside pressures lose their hold and shake off a self-consiousness that can be paralzying.
I am aware of what I want.
I want to live and move in my dream.
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