Dream the Impossible Dream
Dreams. They are a mystery. There are many theories about dream generation. Some are scientific, resulting in "we just don't know why." Some are therapeutic, resulting in questions about inner desire and hidden fear. For many, though, dreams are those strange, obscure windows during sleep that let us see reality ever so differently. It is like gazing into a framed photograph, and distracted by the reflections in the glass, we are unable to see what's really there.
When our kids have nightmares, we calm them, comfort them, we tell them its all okay because it was just a dream. Just a dream. The great novelist Stephen King is a bestselling author because it was just a dream.
And what about those really good dreams? Flying. Running freely. Being a child again. The ones that turn into visions for the future.
This morning I awakened from a dream that teeters on the fence between a good dream and a nightmare. I still can't decide. I was running, falling, climbing, leaping through a dangerous but incredible maze, and when I emerged from the chaos to the outdoors, I was greeted with anger. Others were expressing disappointment and walking away because of the length of time it took for me to get out. They put me in the maze, but they did not follow me. They were relying on my performance for their own outcome.
My dream led me into thoughts about what other vivid dreams have meant for me. A couple of them are becoming novels. Some of them are tucked away in the hidden recesses of my soul because they are a call to personal change. This one? It made me angry. And after deciphering for myself, I realized that sometimes you just have to get mad. It can be the catalyst for change.
"I have a dream....."
What if Martin Luther King, Jr. had never uttered those words? What if he had never been angered enough to dream?
Dreams should not be dismissed, discounted. The dream of one man created something big, great, different, historical, and necessary.
"To dream, the impossible dream, to fight the unbeatable foe, to bear with unbearable sorrow, to run where the brave dare not go....." Mitch Leigh, captured lyrically what humanity dreams of, but dares not do.
Dreams. Do an Internet search about them in the Bible. This is a phenomena that started from the onset of creation.
While my dream-induced anger subsides as the dark hours of morning turn into daylight, I am fascinated. What does it mean, and how will I turn it into something tangible?
Colin Powell said, "A dream doesn't become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work." And sometimes a little anger gives you just what you need to get it done.
Being present in the dream? Yes. Dare to dream the impossible? Yes. Have a vision? Yes. The reality is that you have to HAVE a dream before it can come true. It may look foggy, frightening and distant leading to the unknown. But to dare to dream the impossible dream....
And what about those really good dreams? Flying. Running freely. Being a child again. The ones that turn into visions for the future.
This morning I awakened from a dream that teeters on the fence between a good dream and a nightmare. I still can't decide. I was running, falling, climbing, leaping through a dangerous but incredible maze, and when I emerged from the chaos to the outdoors, I was greeted with anger. Others were expressing disappointment and walking away because of the length of time it took for me to get out. They put me in the maze, but they did not follow me. They were relying on my performance for their own outcome.
My dream led me into thoughts about what other vivid dreams have meant for me. A couple of them are becoming novels. Some of them are tucked away in the hidden recesses of my soul because they are a call to personal change. This one? It made me angry. And after deciphering for myself, I realized that sometimes you just have to get mad. It can be the catalyst for change.
"I have a dream....."
What if Martin Luther King, Jr. had never uttered those words? What if he had never been angered enough to dream?
Dreams should not be dismissed, discounted. The dream of one man created something big, great, different, historical, and necessary.
"To dream, the impossible dream, to fight the unbeatable foe, to bear with unbearable sorrow, to run where the brave dare not go....." Mitch Leigh, captured lyrically what humanity dreams of, but dares not do.
Dreams. Do an Internet search about them in the Bible. This is a phenomena that started from the onset of creation.
While my dream-induced anger subsides as the dark hours of morning turn into daylight, I am fascinated. What does it mean, and how will I turn it into something tangible?
Colin Powell said, "A dream doesn't become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work." And sometimes a little anger gives you just what you need to get it done.
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