When I was twelve I wrote my dreams on a single sheet of feint-ruled, loose-leaf foolscap paper, folded it up neatly and placed it safely into my small blue shoebox of treasures, patiently waiting for them to come true.
Unfortunately, try as I might to locate this artifact, it has been misplaced along the way (along with other parts of me.)
When I wrote it the future stretched on and on in my mind. Of course these things would be fulfilled. I had forever.
I believe my list included such things as swimming with dolphins, having a “great career” and releasing a hit CD!
For the record, these things no longer feature among my greatest aspirations, I have grown-up, and so have my dreams.
So what are my big dreams?
I feel so fortunate to have found my soulmate and to have two beautiful children, really, that’s a pretty big dream-life right there I reckon. All the rest is icing and sprinkles. But who doesn’t love sprinkles?
I have many, many dreams… here are five of the big ones…
I want to write – I want to write fiction and have it published, maybe a novel, or a book of short stories, or just something with my name on it sitting on a bookstore shelf that I can be proud of. I want to do this while there are still actual books, sitting on actual shelves, in actual bookstores. So I’d best get hopping right?
I want to travel – all over the world, seeing amazing things and just being in foreign lands. I have never been overseas. Not even Tasmania. I would like to go to Tassie though. My top five cities I want to visit are: 1.Paris 2.New York City 3.Oslo 4.London 5.Tokyo but in all honesty I want to visit so many more places than those.
I want to build a home that is ours just ours. Including in it all the things that we really love and a big space for family to gather for years to come. And a dishwasher. Please.
I want to make money from doing something that I love, and if possible I’d like that work to be beside my husband. I know that he doesn’t love his job, we have worked together before – we make a great team, and I would love to spend more time with him. I’d love to find something that lights me up instead of just taking whatever position I can get. And I’d love to build something together with Joe. Now just to work out what exactly.
I want my own car and to preferably be a more confident driver.
There is part of me that feels a bit guilty about wanting these things, but if I don’t put my dreams out there – who is going to dream them for me? I am grateful for the wonderful things I already have in my life, truly. And these dreams, I believe they are all reachable. Although there is a little more urgency to them than there was when I was 12.
So instead of writing them on loose-leaf paper and hiding them in a box, I am writing them here, and entrusting you who is reading this, with my dreams.
While I do my best to make them come true.
Share your dreams with me, big or small.
They are all important.