I am taking part in the Write Tribe Festival Of Words 8th - 14th December 2013
Today's personal journey is with Dreams
This is the post I found hardest to write and yet it should be easy as I am such a dreamer.
When I was younger I always thought that when we have a dream we've got to pursue it with all our might. Dreams don't just come true just like that. Or do they?
In the last few years my thoughts on this have changed. Dreams do come true without effort. They just might not come true in the way we expect them to. And we have to allow them to manifest. We have to let go of the need for it to come true, in the way we imagine and at the moment we want them. The Universe unfortunately does not work like that.
When I was young I wanted to write but I was led to believe that writing was not one of my strengths. My essays were never published in any school magazines though I often thought what I wrote was a whole heap better than the ones that did get published.
So instead I wrote diaries and I wrote letters. I had so many pen friends around the world. It's amazing how much of the world I learned from them. And to date I still keep in touch with 4 of them. I've known them all for over 40 years. I've even met 2 of them, but I digress.
I dreamed I would write someday. I wrote these little books and illustrated them. The only person who read these was my dad of course. And then of course as I grew older, in tidying up my closet, they would go into the bin.
Then somewhere down the track, I let go of this obsessive need to write, though I never let go of the dream. And then many years later, the web opened up the gates for creative writing.
Would I have ever imagined I would write this way? Never in a thousand years. The web simply did not exist in our sphere back then.
And I would never have imagined that I would write poetry. But about 10 or so years ago, suddenly these poems would appear into my mind in dreams or in flashes of inspiration and I was compelled to write them down. One day a friend suggested I should publish my poems and hence my poetry blog was born. Writing poetry fills me with so much joy.
Dreams do come true, but just not in the way we imagine them to. I know when I'm trying hard to make my dream come true, that I am actually drifting further away from what is meant for me and preventing my dream from coming true.
This poem sums up my point very nicely.
I never let go of my dreams, but I have stopped trying to make them come true.
Dreams do come true, easily, if only we let them emerge in their own time, in their own way, and when we remove those blocks in their path that we place ourselves by trying hard to make things happen, or chasing that dream, or writing the script. Might let you ponder on that one and leave you with ...
You gotta have a dream
My Personal Journey so far:
Wish you a day of dreams come true.
Today's personal journey is with Dreams
This is the post I found hardest to write and yet it should be easy as I am such a dreamer.
When I was younger I always thought that when we have a dream we've got to pursue it with all our might. Dreams don't just come true just like that. Or do they?
In the last few years my thoughts on this have changed. Dreams do come true without effort. They just might not come true in the way we expect them to. And we have to allow them to manifest. We have to let go of the need for it to come true, in the way we imagine and at the moment we want them. The Universe unfortunately does not work like that.
When I was young I wanted to write but I was led to believe that writing was not one of my strengths. My essays were never published in any school magazines though I often thought what I wrote was a whole heap better than the ones that did get published.
So instead I wrote diaries and I wrote letters. I had so many pen friends around the world. It's amazing how much of the world I learned from them. And to date I still keep in touch with 4 of them. I've known them all for over 40 years. I've even met 2 of them, but I digress.
I dreamed I would write someday. I wrote these little books and illustrated them. The only person who read these was my dad of course. And then of course as I grew older, in tidying up my closet, they would go into the bin.
Then somewhere down the track, I let go of this obsessive need to write, though I never let go of the dream. And then many years later, the web opened up the gates for creative writing.
Would I have ever imagined I would write this way? Never in a thousand years. The web simply did not exist in our sphere back then.
And I would never have imagined that I would write poetry. But about 10 or so years ago, suddenly these poems would appear into my mind in dreams or in flashes of inspiration and I was compelled to write them down. One day a friend suggested I should publish my poems and hence my poetry blog was born. Writing poetry fills me with so much joy.
Dreams do come true, but just not in the way we imagine them to. I know when I'm trying hard to make my dream come true, that I am actually drifting further away from what is meant for me and preventing my dream from coming true.
This poem sums up my point very nicely.
As children bring their broken toys
With tears for us to mend.
I brought my broken dreams to God
Because He was my Friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
With ways that were my own.
At last I snatched them back and cried,
"How could You be so slow"-
"My child," He said,
"What could I do? You never did let go."
"What could I do? You never did let go."
~ Robert Burdette
I never let go of my dreams, but I have stopped trying to make them come true.
Dreams do come true, easily, if only we let them emerge in their own time, in their own way, and when we remove those blocks in their path that we place ourselves by trying hard to make things happen, or chasing that dream, or writing the script. Might let you ponder on that one and leave you with ...
You gotta have a dream
If you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?
~ from the movie South Pacific
Happy talk from the South Pacific
Check out some Day 7 posts and some day 6 posts that I enjoyed
Roshan's Happiness - such a sweet post. Paths can cross in so many ways
Nischala's Will You Let Her Fly - a beautiful poem.
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