Let's try something

When I was just a little child, I told my mother exactly what I would be. Well okay it's the rewording of that song, but still try it with me.
What did/would the child you once were believe you would always become?

Seriously, princesses, and astronauts, superheroes or mad scientists? It's important to not let the world that landed on top of you turn this into a question of what makes sense. This is about dreams, hopes, innocent opptimistic joy at the future and a confidance about your abilities to realise your dreams.

Write a story about that inner truth, does the princess always where pink? Or the astronaut for that matter?

Sometimes telling the story to a freind, your kids, yourself or just writing about it in a journal will fill your day with happiness. Sometimes finding simple small ways of doing it will do.

Want to be a singer? Kareoke might be perfect for you.

I'm not saying quit your day job, I'm stating that too often the thing that makes us unhappy or even worse run away from happiness (sometimes into a bottle, or a needle) is forgetting those dreams.

I lost my dreams once, and the future was dark, and the past was useless. The present was simply struggle and tumult. But I found a way to dream again, and yes I work in a kitchen, and yes I've lived in bad places. But dreams provide me with an anchor... believe it or not.

Share your dreams with somebody you can trust, someone who won't quash them because they fear that your dream will take you out of their lives and leave them alone since they stopped listening to theirs.

Then do them, find little ways to do them. pirouette at some point during your day, draw maps of the surface of the moon as you explore it through a telescope.

Don't hide, or run from this part of who we all are. Sing badly, dance clumbsily and dream big. Laugh at how simple it really is to tuck little peices of dream into your daily life, and how much better it makes your days.

Take care of your dreams,
Roving Jack