Dreams, I’ve had a few
But then again, too many to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way
I have to be honest and say that I have not a clue where the inspiration for this post came from. Let’s just say it hit me some time just before midnight when I was thinking about the many dreams I have fulfilled and how I made them a reality.
And why Frank?
That’s all I can say about it!
The one thing each of my dreams fulfilled have in common is commitment. When I have a dream, it does not remain simply a dream for long… if it’s a dream that I really want to take seriously, not just a temporary fancy or pondering, there is a moment when the dream ceases to be a mere fantasy and becomes a mission. It is at this point that my focus and energy shifts and I begin to take all necessary steps to make that dream happen.
The path from dream to reality involves a series of steps and the first one of those is commitment.
For me, this is all about dedication. It is about saying YES to my dream and myself and there is no sense of restriction in this type of commitment. It is all about freedom… the freedom to choose what we do with our lives, what magic we want to create and how we make that happen.
The next step is to plan. In committing to our dream, what is it we actually want to do? Who do we know who can help us? Who can we ask? How will we make this happen?It might be that we need to save up. Some of my dreams involved working 3 jobs, 7 days per week and saving hard… as I did for the campervans. Libby (short for Liberty) was the first one. She was a dream of ours for a year or so before we finally found her and had the cash to make the purchase and hit the road for a while.
A converted Variety Club Sunshine Bus complete with wood burning stove was the second. But in all honesty, she was a little too big and slow to drive on roads with any other traffic.
Number 3 had sat unused in the garage of an elderly opera singer down the road for many years before we purchased her and got her out on the road. The opera singer’s knees had seized up and he was not able to use her for the escapes he had planned for his retirement. He still got to enjoy her though, after we took her off his hands. We would take him with us on seaside day trips in the van! Sometimes life doesn’t turn out quite as planned, but it’s not always bad… there are often hidden benefits.
It might well be that the plan doesn’t go exactly as you imagined, but generating ideas, plotting and mapping out the route to the dream can be so much fun!
When you have a plan, you need to take action! By taking action, you are showing up for your dream and giving signals to the Universe that you mean business. In those moments of action and asking (if you are not very good at asking for help, this is the time to start practicing) things start to move in your favour… people show up and things start to happen that you never would have imagined. Only yesterday, for example, I posted an intention on Facebook. It was a simple statement of intent to walk the coastal path of the Isle of Wight at some future date. Within minutes I had a friend in Chicago putting me in touch with a friend of hers on the Island. Within hours, I had heard from another friend who had, herself, walked the path. All of a sudden, this thing that began as a simple intention and a statement of commitment had legs and I had offers of support from strangers.
And so it is with dreams. With commitment, each plan and every action takes you a step closer to living the dream. I have so many stories of this happening… and I will share more of them with you in good time. There was the dream of meeting the old jazz singer that 18 year old me had seen on a TV documentary and fallen in love with in my own teenage way. Yes, that happened. My dream to curate an art exhibition in Paris unfolded SO much more quickly than I could ever have imagined! The dream to go to India and visit Nek Chand in his Rock Garden took a lot more planning, but today, just two weeks after his passing, I feel so grateful that I went through all the work involved in getting myself and 15 other folk art enthusiasts over to Delhi and then Chandigarh for the Silver Jubilee of the Rock Garden. Such sweet memories. I feel blessed to have known the great man.
There will be more… dreams are brewing, slowly taking shape in my head.
Tomorrow, I am off on a yacht… sailing from Portsmouth to Brighton and back again. There will be plenty of time for big sky dreaming.
If you have a dream, will you share it? I would love to know what you dream of. If you are feeling brave, please share it in the comments below. Then, if you have not already done so, make a commitment to your dream. Only you can do that. And if you need a helping hand taking the first steps and making that plan, just click here… I have a fabulous remedy for you!
or come join me.
Either way, here’s to your dream coming true.