My father visited me in a dream this morning. We were talking about some old computer and how much work I’d done on it over…
Tag: dreams
I was dreaming of being in a place that seemed to find the few of us survivors in a constant state of worry about our lives. It seemed rather dystopian.
There’s a reason we have a dream as a child. We are born with a vision, and we arrive complete with everything we’ll need to accomplish it. It may not initially be clear, but it will always emerge. If our needs are met, we can pursue these desires and ideals in earnest. Yet, this is where most of us will get hung up.
When it comes to pursuing “the dream”, we have at least four ways available to us…
What is it that won’t let you sleep at night? What is it that gnaws at the back of your mind? What is it that angers, frustrates or disheartens you?
none of that is the issue. that’s all noise, programs, the ideas of other people, the seeds of cultural norms and expectations… but none of it is your own voice.