Remember when you
were little and every adult asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up?
And they would laugh
at you and think it was cute when you said you waned to be a lion tamer or a
rock star or you wanted to change the world.
But they never
believed anything you said.
The older you got,
the less you believed it, too.
Because you saw what
they saw long before you.
That the world was
harsh and painful.
That people didn’t
care about your dreams or aspirations.
That you really
weren’t that special little snowflake you thought you were.
And you let those
dreams go, slipping through your hands because they were “unrealistic,”
“unattainable,” and they “wouldn’t get you anywhere.”
And now, here you
are, years later.
Possibly doing
something you hate with your life but still dreaming those little kid dreams.
Potentially living a
content life, where you aren’t really sad, but you also aren’t really happy.
Or, possibly, you see
people pursuing things that make them come alive, and you can never have joy
for them because all you can think is how what they’re doing is unrealistic,
unattainable.
How it won’t get them
anywhere, anyway, so they should just stop wasting their time and do something
more contributory towards society.
Because you’ve buried
any dreams you’ve started to have so you wouldn’t have to face the feeling of
not fulfilling them.
Now, I don’t say any
of this to discourage, disappointment, or to place blame.
After all, we can
only do the best we know how with what we’ve been given.
I do say this to
encourage you to follow any dream that captivates your heart, no matter how
silly or stupid you may think it is.
No matter how
ridiculous, unlikely, little, or big, your dream is important.
And it really is
never too late to make it happen.
Look at the guy who
made post-it notes.
Imagine what
adversities he faced when he told people he had a dream of making paper with a
sticky-strip that was both adhesive and removable.
I guarantee people
thought he was a loon.
And plenty of people
probably couldn’t understand his obsession to figure this out.
How would this really
help anyone?
How we do things now
is just fine.
It’s insignificant-
just another way to leave a message.
Can’t he do something
that contributes more to society and stop sticking his head in the clouds?
But you know what?
That man didn’t give
up.
And I don’t know
about you, but post-it notes make my job significantly easier.
Sure, they may not
have solved world hunger, but they minimize stress and can be used to brighten
peoples’ days with sweet notes (or in my case, make medication lists for my
patients or hold important orders from a physician in the middle of a
life-threatening event).
And in the end, it’s
really not the sticky notes that matter.
It’s the process.
It’s staying patient,
leaning in, trusting your journey.
It’s knowing that, no
matter what your dream, having the courage to follow it and to be all in while
pursuing it, that changes people.
And it changes you.
You may go through
several dreams.
It may take five or
twelve or two-hundred seventy-eight before you find the dream that makes you
come fully alive.
And your dreams may
seem silly to you.
Because they aren’t
as “big as they’re supposed to be.”
Because who else
really cares this much about becoming a mom or winning the national
rock-paper-scissors tournament or being the first person to hula-hoop the
entire length of the Great Wall without stopping?
Probably no one.
Because it’s your
dream.
It’s your journey to
share with the world.
And even if no one
else cares, it’s worth pursuing.
It’s worth it because
it makes you feel fulfilled.
It gives you a sense
of purpose.
It makes you smile.
And the ability to
smile with a truly full, fulfilled heart is an accomplishment far greater than most
any thing else you can obtain.
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