Do You Still Dream

Do you still dream?

Do you remember your dreams? Do you write them down? Can you recall what you dreamt about 5 years ago? 10 years ago? 20 year ago?

What were your hopes? What magnificent wishes and thoughts kept you up at night, kept you going through each day?

Thoughts of freedom, of limitless possibilities, of hundreds of lives you would live. Dreams of meaningful, everlasting, deep relationships with people and with animals. Hopes of seeing the world evolve into something awesome and wonderful, beyond even your own imagination.

You trusted in the world. You knew you would grow up and try to push it even further, going in the most logical direction. That of discoveries, kindness, unity. You received love in many forms, and you tried your best to understand love. You also discovered other emotions - anger, fear, tiredness, apathy even. But that one, love, always was the first one.

You learned to show your love too. You learned to cultivate love, to let it grow. Does a dream without love exist?  

 

No.  

 

But somewhere along the way, in this dirty, winding, dangerous way, other things came into play.

Countless times you have asked yourself - “Why?”. Why should they be so greedy, so irresponsible, so fearful, so angry, so hateful? Why can’t there be a balance, why can’t there be justice, why can’t there be goodness?

This confused you, and you could not cope. You lost your way. You abandoned your dreams, you created a bubble and a life inside it, you stopped looking up and only looked down. Sometimes you would even look forward, but rarely. You felt guilty, you felt dirty. Because you knew what you had given up.

Little by little this ate you up, and, of course, you were miserable. How can someone live, without dreaming?

Depression was just around the corner for a while. You even gave up on the bubble, or rather, it shrunk and shrunk until you were almost alone in it. Imagine that, for a moment. Dreamless and alone, unable to look other people in the eye.  

 

Magically, maybe, you overcame that. It took a few years to re-find your balance, to get your thoughts back, to get them in order.

Be grateful for those who stood by you in your most miserable years. They won’t forget, just like you won’t too.

And now, finally dreaming again. New dreams. Some old dreams too. You have hopes, you have wishes, you have love. You show all that, you offer it freely. Keep on doing that, and work on advancing it. Focus on this.

But can you also remember your old and oldest dreams? Are they meaningful, still, or have they lost some of their importance?

Do you still want to run, ride your bicycle, play sports with friends, travel with your family?

Do you still want to create a better world, show how much love there can be, how kindness is better than greed and fear?

Work at it every day. Be as you would like the world to be.

And keep dreaming.