Dreams
Dreams
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
by Langston Hughes
Source: favoritepoems.org
Photo credit: www.nku.edu/~diesmanj/ hughes_young.jpg
I woke up this morning from a dream where an old school friend of mine was insisting I get out a second mortgage in order to move closer to where they lived. This person was someone whom, in real life, I willingly followed since ordinary life was often too overwhelming for me to be a consistent participant out at the front; I was just unable to keep up pro-active efforts instead of reactive efforts. My docile acceptance was not without cost, though. Eventually, this person came to be an icon for all things I failed to achieve, and my dreams about about this one friend always contained intense and disheartening feelings of insecurity and lost opportunity.
Not so this morning. I awoke with a mindset of contentment, of acceptance, of both my situation and my friend's. Neither happy or sad...just a sense of "It is what it is". A subtle breakthrough in my psyche, apparently.
And a good way to start the day.
posted by A.M.Adams @ 7/27/2005 06:15:00 AM
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