#WordlessWednesday Where dreams dance barefoot in the night.
No matter where I’m at, it feels at times as though I have spent my life waiting.
Waiting for the hands of time to turn. For the clock to strike midnight. For the dawn to come. For dusk to fall.
Waiting. For the rain to stop. The sun to come out.
Waiting for tomorrow. Next week. Holidays.
Waiting for it, whatever it is, to be over. For it, whatever it is, to begin.
Waiting for the right moment. The perfect time. The special instant when the stars align, the planets revolve, the earth moves.
Do you know what I mean? Are you waiting too?
For Prince Charming to ride in. Sweep you off your feet. Perhaps even, depending upon where your thoughts take you, dump you in the ditch.
Are you waiting for the right one to come and make your dreams come true? To give you Love. Happiness. Joy.
Are you waiting to feel better. Get over it. Through it. Out of it.
It’s not a game for cowards.
But then, neither is life.
The irrepressible Kerry Parsons and I spoke of waiting yesterday over a late lunch.
We’d not seen eachother for awhile. It was that waiting thing. We’d been waiting for the right time to get together and finally just had to make it happen.
Because that’s the thing about waiting.
All the waiting in the world won’t change what’s happening, or not happening, in your life.
Only you can do that.
President Barack Obama is credited with saying that, “Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
Think about what’s going on in your life today. Is it full. Do you feel complete. Centrered. Balanced.
What are you waiting for?
There is no magical time in the future when completeness, centeredness, balance will appear.
They are as present today as they will be tomorrow.
They’re just waiting for you to turn up.
Just like your dreams. Are waiting for you (me) to turn up.
What are your dreams?
Have you been holding back from putting them to paper, thinking about them, describing them, filling them in? Have you been holding out on yourself by not giving your dreams substance?
Think about it.
What’s holding you back? What are you waiting for?
Yesterday, I told Kerry one of my dreams.
“I realized I have always been holding back from breathing life into my dreams because I’ve always been waiting for someone else to do what they want to do in their life first.”
I’m tired of waiting I told her.
I’m tired of playing small in the field of limited possibility.
I want to play large in limitless possibilities. To create the life of my dreams without fearing I’ll bump up against someone else’s dreams coming true and be frightened by the brilliance of their light shining brightly.
It’s time for me to shine bright.
For you to shine bright.
For all of us to shine bright so that the world becomes a bright shiny place where everyone, no matter where they are, can live with their hearts full of all this big beautiful world has to offer, when we quit waiting for someone else to stop the war, end the fight, ask for forgiveness, give us the right to live fearlessly in the now.
What are you waiting for?
There are lots of books and videos on how to map out your dreams, create a vision board, plan your future.
The question isn’t, what are your dreams. The question is: What is holding your back from turning your dreams into reality?
Here’s 5 things you can do to create substance of your dreams.
See, there is no one going to ride in on a white charger to rescue you from your inertia.
You are the one you’ve been waiting for.
Then again, you could do none of the above and just see what happens.
But then, you’ve already been doing that. What are you waiting for?
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