What Our Big Dreams Are Missing
It was the craziest thing I'd ever done. Stomach full of cheap booze, my conscientious best friend carrying a towel close behind. I streaked through my college campus in nothing but cowboy boots the night Mayans predicted the world was going to end.
I started strong, but ended up spending most of my trek running from campus police with a snow scraped bum, picking ice salt out of places I never could have imagined, my body jiggling in ways I never thought it could.
The truth is, that most things aren't as amazing as we think they're going to be. Even with a little liquid courage on our side, weddings have hiccups, dream clients have bad days, campus police are in surprisingly good shape.
Lately, I've been thinking about the concept of "dreaming big." Frankly, I applaud the cheerleaders and go-getters of the world. We need them. Half the time, I wake up wanting to be one of them. But I often find their spirited advice remiss in one key area: the day after.
Most "big dreams" aren't the last dreams we'll ever have. We accomplish them, bask in their brief glory. Then, like everyone else, we're tasked with waking up the next day and placing one foot in front of the other. As I've found on more than one occasion, life isn't permanently fixed. New problems arise and other "big dreams" emerge.
Admittedly, I've been drained by this reality. Wondering why everything I've ever wanted isn't fulfilling me as infinitely as I'd hoped. But I'm beginning to think there might be another way to look at this; one that doesn't involve regretful closet purges and hour long "where is my life going?" vent sessions on Sunday mornings.
What if our "big dreams" are just the next piece of information? The next point on our journey in uncovering who we are and why we're here?
Necessary but not final.
Perhaps if we stop idolizing these larger-than-life goals as endpoints, and start cherishing them as meaningful check points, we'll find both the fulfillment and endurance we need to keep moving. To keep dreaming.
So sweet friend of mine, tell me: where to next?