I cherish the nights where my mind is running wild with the possibilities my imagination throws at it. These nights are full of excitement, a nervous optimism. These occurrences happen deep into the night when anything feels possible. The world is sleeping but I am awake making plans to follow grand dreams that will lead me to happiness.
However, an even better feeling is waking up in the morning, sobering up to the reality of the world, and still feeling electrified by the plans made the night before. It is not often this electricity lasts until the morning; the flame from the night before is almost always extinguished by the smothering realities we face during the light of day. On these special mornings where the excitement continues to grow, you know you are on to something.
This morning I had one of those revelations. Recently my mind has been consumed by the future; where will I live, where will I work, and how on Earth can those two variables combine to make me happy? These types of thoughts are exciting at times, but mostly frustrating and confusing. Most ideas sound great at their inception, but then flounder away after a couple days, bringing me back to the drawing board. Every once in a while, an idea sticks long enough to work its way into my dysfunctional, scatter chart of a life plan.
These ideas are always challenging, outside the box ideas that are not easy to attain. In the past, I have made the mistake in my uncharted excitement of telling people about my ideas only to find negative responses. People are wary of bold ideas, and it is almost impossible for them to back you if they themselves don’t personally feel the driving passion and need to pursue it. This negativity can stifle the brightest flame and introduce mountains of doubt into an already challenging endeavor and thus extinguish the dream.
Over time I have learned from this crucial mistake and I have started keeping these ideas to myself. After all, they are ideas. I am working toward them, but I have nothing to show for them yet, so what is the use in telling people? It is enough that I know I will succeed; that is the only fuel I need to keep going.
This being said, encountering someone who shares your passion or someone that can at least relate to it can give you the extra push you need to be successful. So I guess the real lesson is to be selective about who you tell about your dreams, or learn really quickly to not care about their responses. Don’t let anyone derail you on your path toward your dreams!
On a side note, I survived my experience jumping from a plane at 14,000 feet! It was invigorating to say the least. I would absolutely do it again!