Saturday, March 12, 2011

Dream Whatever Relative Size You Prefer

Note: When reading this, if at all possible, please play this song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsNLiKqL_ls) in the background. It was my inspiration for this long-winded speech.

I don't believe in small dreams. Or big ones for that matter. Dreams are both big and small and neither all at once. Im probably not making much sense, so let me define dreams as I see them.

Im not talking about dreams of become President one day or running a marathon. Sure, we may think longlingly and even dream about those things, but they are really only part of what makes a dream a dream. They are just goals.

I also don't mean that period between wakefulness and deep sleep when our minds are playing some sort of jumbled, messed-up movie. The confusion over why you went from explaining about how quantam physics centers around the relation of pancakes to syrup in Arkansas' diners to your Uncle Louie, to leaping off a cliff and falling for an eternity, doesn't matter in the slightest. Again, thats just part of what dreaming is.

Then what is dreaming, exactly? Its a mindset. A way of looking at the world as if each day its entirely new. Realizing just how blue the sky is. Or how cool a freshly-melted stream of water feels rushing over your fingers. Its noticing the things no one else bothers to care about. As children, we all were held in awe at every seemingly little thing. After a few years though, that vanished and we were left cynical. As if nothing could be wonderous after we've seen it a few times or given it a scientific name. I make a habit of noticing those things every day. I think about why the world is the way it is, and what it would be like another way.

I must confess though that most of my great, creative thinking happens in the wee hours of the morning. Its then that the future seems so much closer and life doesn't seem so flat. Honestly, if I could make it nighttime constantly, I would. Im not sure what good all this dreaming will do me, but that isn't the point. The point is to enjoy it. To relish thoughts of how great the future will be, to chuckle at the ludicrous plots my brain comes up with when left to its own devices, but most of all just to notice things. God's things. Maybe its realizing how great it is just to hold a certain person's hand, or how alive you feel when your heart is pounding out of your chest after a particularily strenuous workout, or maybe even how close the Creator of the universe feels after talking to Him for a long while. If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say thats why we're here in the first place. Its what we were created for.

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