“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead." Louisa May Alcott
No dream haunting aspiration is a guarantee. Its reality is shaped. In the earning does the dream fade into reality.
And dreams are not pixie dust and floating fairies but days we bleed into existing because of effort, not necessarily perfected ...given. We give of ourselves today to the future tomorrow and dreams transcend the sky, no longer too big and out of our grounded reach.
Discipline is the measure of dreams materialized.
...words drawn onto pages ...canvas stroked with brush ...hours in pursuit of solution
Some dream dreams that they don't currently belong in. The day and the dream must be pulled, merged together. Discipline is the pulling.
Let’s be honest, discipline doesn’t naturally find us. Or better stated, we don’t easily or naturally take to discipline. But desire, that is an intrinsic emotion threaded into our heart and humanity. The problem with desire in not having it, but having only it. Desire shows you the way and points to identify the dream. Discipline is the vehicle that actually gets you to where you want to go. Desire without discipline is a mirage clearly visible to the eye but vanishing in the distant landscape.
Dreams unreachable, unreached for.
Just as I believe that everyone has a story (worth telling and needing to be told), I also believe that everyone has a dream waiting to be claimed and conquered.
That dream could be anything: raise a family, race a car, find a cure, write books, start a business, climb a mountain, find love, travel the world, lead a nation or father a son. Whatever it is, it is yours and as personal as you are to the world.
And the world needs you to live your dreams.
Why? ...because there are too many people half alive floating through life pushed by desire unbridled by discipline.
Discipline is by far the greatest challenge on a daily basis in my life.
...so I write words even when they’re not there capturing a little more each day the dream still too big to talk about seriously at times to friends who ask, “How’s your book coming along?”
I’m not writing a book. I am writing a dream.