“When we are dreaming alone it is only a dream. When we are dreaming with others, it is the beginning of reality.” – Dom Helder Camara
You know I’m obsessed with dreams.
I believe that dreams become more powerful when they are shared. Stars align when people know your deepest desires. Only when you share your dreams do you create space for people to reach out.
Sharing a dream is an intimate affair. Our dreams reveal our most sacred nature. It leaves us defenceless and vulnerable. Which is exactly why it is so powerful. It takes courage to show the world who you are and what you believe to be your purpose.
And our dreams are always changing. Like us. Old dreams may not fit who we are any longer. New dreams may emerge as we sail our ship of life to new and different shores. Rough water may force us to alter our direction. Calm water may lead us to question where we are going. And some dreams are buried so deep within us that they never change at all.
So I ask you yet again:
What are you dreaming of? What would you do if anything was possible? Where would you go? Who would you be?
And I wonder, what keeps you from achieving this? I’m curious to know what your main obstacles are. How can others help you achieve what you want? How can you help yourself? What are your superpowers, the powers that can help others? See my answers in the comments & add your own!
I collect wonderful and unique dreams like pearls on a thread.
My most powerful dream is to live in New York city. It’s all about where I want to be, not really what I want to do for a living.
I dream of writing a novel (or ten).
I dream of a lifestyle that enables me to flow freely. To move around, to make changes, to change course and direction. I’m a restless soul.
My biggest (perceived) challenge is the financial element. I also see immigration and visa issues as an obstacle, but I’m sure I’ll find a way.
It’s so wonderful that your dream is to live in New York City! I shared that dream, too and went through ridiculous difficulty to get to move here and I can tell you this: you WILL find a way to make it happen. I’m sure of it! :) I think New York has a way of drawing people who are meant to be there to it.
I feel like I totally get what you mean about it being ‘where you want to be’. For me, that’s something that I had to settle first before considering what I wanted to do for a living.
I share your dream of a lifestyle that enables you to flow too. My ultimate dream is to be successful enough to make a comfortable living as an artist and to never stop exploring this world. To be able to simply focus on *being* rather than all that other mundane stuff. I want to be able to create and share my work and ideas for a living! And to connect with kindred spirits.
It´s a difficult question. I dream about finding balance in my life, and overcome my fears. And I´m trying to do both things, one step at a time. The only obstacle for this is myself, but I´m sure I can make it happen.
I hope all your dreams come true. And I´m sure they will.
I’m not really sure what my dreams are. I mean, I have a few mini goals and things I’d like to achieve, but sometimes they change or I think up new little ones. But I can’t think of any one huge thing that I really, really want from life. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe a bad thing since it means I’m afraid to admit to myself that I even have dreams so I don’t have them shattered. And if I don’t admit I even have any, then what room does that give me to have them realized?
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My really big secret dream is to be a performer. Music theatre, opera, something with singing. I don’t dare tell anyone because I dropped out of the conservatorium (which was the place that was going to make all that happen) and now I’m middle aged and it all feels too late and I feel silly for not sticking with it when I had my chance.
My next dream is to do with writing and speaking and sharing ideas with the world.
Mostly my dream is about being happy and passionate and really energetic about life.
Do you still dream about performing? Or do you think you have let the dream go?
In my experience the dreams we are unsure about are the ones that never gets fulfilled, but they are still presenting us with a mixture of hope and hopelessness.
Is it an option to give space for the silliness and still pursue your dream?
I’m glad to hear you have a writing dream, we have that in common for sure! Let me know if there’s anything I can help with when it comes to that!
Marthe
I want to make vegan living cool and fun. I am still working on the how, but that is my dream.
Ooh, what an exciting dream! I’m eating a lot of vegan food myself, I sometimes joke about being vegan except for cheese and bacon, haha;)
Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help you in your mission!
Marthe
I have had a dream for a long time, making a living from my art/craft. I have been toiling away and making myself unhappy by doing it in a way that I though would lead to sucess. But just recently it all came together for me ironically, in a dream. As in bolting awake at 2am with a perfect idea. I want to write a book. It seemed so out there that I thought it would fade with daylight, but it is still with me. Although my inital confidence has given way to self doubt.
You have inspired me to make my dream public in a larger way. By Monday my big dream will be outlined on my blog.
I grew up lonely, very closed off and very much in love with books. I’ve always dreamed of a whirlwind romance that would take my breath away just like in the stories. I wanted rage, and jealousy, lust and passion. I’ve grown up a lot since then and having experienced love know that passion will always dull and burn away…but that doesn’t mean the love is dead, just that we’ve settled down and we’ve intertwined as one.
So now, my dream is that when I’m old and gray I will still be just as in love as I am now. I still dream of a love that never dies. And though it may not be the white hot romance I once wanted, I still want to wake up every morning, look next to me and smile at the love of my life.
To live in Prague and go to film school there. (I wish I had an E.U. passport. Aargh, can’t we just switch?)
To write fiction and adapt it into films.
To do Czech-English literary translations.
To find challenging work that expands my world. I’m equally excited by science/technology and art.
To have a vegetable garden.
Sometimes I think I have too many dreams (this is what my husband says LOL). I am sad though, as these dreams did not come into the picture until after I was married. My dream is to move to NYC and live the life. I have heard that it is difficult but it just calls to me. I have visited NYC once, many years ago, and I fell in love. I am now a housewife, but wishing my life was in the fast lane. I live to breathe the air in NYC, to see the snow during Christmastime, and to stand in Times Square on New Years Eve, but my husband says it will never happen :(
My most enduring, sacred dream is to be a writer. To capture the my, and others’ everyday stories of bravery, heartbreak, anxiety and overcoming and tell them in a way that calls others to see their impact.
Writers who do this have given me so much, their craft like a transfusion of life directly into my own. And I want to pass that gift on to others.
I want to be a person of disciplined life, of order. I dream of becoming that old lady with beautiful laugh lines, and a serene face that radiates because of the life it has carried the soul through.
I also have smaller dreams. Having a garden, and cooking from it. Learning to play mandolin. Working for an international aid organization.
But the only way round is through, so they say. So I’ll keep dreaming and taking baby steps. At 23, life seems too large and scary, but I know it will fly by if I’m not careful. So I watch, attend, and pray…and hope my dreams will carry me on.
My dream is to heal myself and the world so we can breathe clean air, eat healthy food, and respectfully share this world with the amazing myriad of creatures on this fascinating and absolutely beautiful planet. It’s the best place ever!
My biggest dream is to become a psychologist, to go to a university. I have dreamed of it since I was quite young, since I found out there was such a field of science as psychology. I can still remember the wow feeling I felt when I secretly browsed through my older sisters psychology books in her closet. I also feel like my whole life has prepared me for it, it feels so right. But. I studied very hard last year to get in, and failed. Hard. I have never put so much effort and soul into anything in my life and I’m still trying to cope with having failed. And trying to pull myself together, reading these motivational webpages, to pick up the pieces and start again. It is such a struggle.
Currently I study fine arts – which I’ve got lots of talent for, but – perhaps even ironically – it has never ever been a dream of mine to be an artist. It feels so wrong and disturbing in every sell of my body. I sort of got to studying arts because it was always expected of me that I would and should. Like it was natural – for everyone else but me. And I like bits of it, wouldn’t be so good at it otherwise, ofcourse.
Want to graduate though, have only one year left. And like I said, I like bits of it and most likely will be having it as a hobby.
I know many people who wish that they had the courage to do something creative and artistic and it annoys them that I have the opportunity and the talent but want to do something “ordinary” and “dull”. So I have very few that encourage me in this pursuit of my dream, and crowds of people who try to put me down in so many different ways. Like they say that I am in denial of my true desire which they say is to become an artist. But it is not me who is in denial, it is them.
I know no greater joy than that of helping someone realize something deep in themselves, to see them open and transform infront of your own eyes. I know no other way than to follow this dream.
Actually I read many of these motivational “how to reach your dream” stuff and realized that I have already been doing all those things they say are pivotal: I live and speak as though I’ve already reached my goal. I never ever refer to myself as “an artist” but as someone “who wants to study psychology”. All the books I read concern psychology, most what I search in the internet. I work hard, extremely hard to get in, to pass the exam, and I enjoyed every bit of applying, the studying and the exam itself. I have my boyfriend helping me, and he has agreed to help me figure out what went wrong last year and to help me become better at those bits.
So. I wish good luck for myself and others that have a rocky road or even mountains between them and their dreams.