Tuesday, May 16, 2006

I still dream…

My radio was blasting on the way into work..

It just makes me feel good..

I put on some music and sing along and have a good old car dance…

And I imagine myself on a stage in front of 30,000 people, singing a song I wrote, hearing all 30,000 of them sing along…

I still dream of being a rock star.

I still dream of a lot of things…

Sometimes I’m so busy living my life, living THIS dream, that I forget there are others…

I still dream of writing a book…

I still dream of endowing a scholarship for arts education…

I still dream of visiting the Great Wall of China and seeing Cambodia and being on Safari in Africa and photographing Polar Bears in the wild…

I still dream of seeing the Holy Land…

I still dream of having my scrapwork published…

I still dream of owning my own creative business and using my hands and my eyes and my heart to pour life into something I love to do every day, all day, for money…

I still dream of cooking classes, literature classes, painting classes…

I still dream of a beach-facing house, stepping off of my wide and shady front porch into white sand and surveying miles of unspoiled shoreline dressed in swaying sea grass…

I still dream of having that ballerina body, long and taught, graceful and elegant…

I still dream of taking back that one thing I did that I’ve never been able to forgive myself for…

I still dream of a 28 hour day and boundless energy so that I can do all the things I have ambition to do when I wake up each morning…

I still dream of helping, mentoring, nurturing, supporting, coaching and teaching God’s people…

I don’t have a list…a “200 things to do before I die” list…

I don’t have a five year plan…

I don’t know where to begin with my dreams most days…there are just too many practical things to be done some days…

Especially now…boxes and nursery colors and laundry and work tasks…

But in my car, with the music blasting…

In front of 30,000 imaginary people, singing my song…

I’m a full-fledged dreamer…

Yea…

I still dream.

1 comment:

Gina said...

Where would we be without dreamers?