If they are true for anyone of us, they must then be true for everyone.
Except one thing.
You see, we can Google and Wikipedia search all day long – we’ll never anyone the same dream we have, same scheme we have, same dynamics we have swirling around us like thunderclouds on a stifling afternoon.
None of our ingredients are unique, but our combination of them is.
Complexity makes us each as unique as those snowflakes that are all supposed to be different from one another.
Heap them in a pile and they are just snow.
Heap us in a pile …. and we just get sweaty.
What I am leading to is this: our dreams are unique. Our hopes are unique. Everything we’ve ever believed about ourselves (good and bad) is true.
Still, nothing can stop a dream.
Not my dream.
Whether they come true or not – that is a combination of putting thought to actions, good luck and good management, hard work, hard work, hard work. And luck.
But some days we don’t need to be in the dream fulfillment business.
We can just be in the dreaming business.
We are ‘original’ we. I am ‘original’ I.
The original _________. The unique __________. The present ___________. The future ___________.
We are all of this, and these.
We are capable of making success, or mess, of whatever we try to do.
column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 14C/56F, a few clouds, light breeze – Gusta loping, me limping (I had arthritis!), light breeze rustling the trees – traffic is Friday-morn light, midsummer’s night dreams come true on days like this, don’t they?