I was reading this article and it made me consider how often I talk about my dreams.
I realize that sharing your dream can be presumptuous or pompous or self-congratulatory. I also realize that talking about something that’s close, like a dream, can be dangerous. After all, dreams are like jewels or favorite clothes or cherished recipes. We want to protect them. Sometimes that means keeping them out of harm’s way and away from too much light.
But.
I think you should find a way to share your dream. I think you should find a person who can appreciate that dream. I think you should clone that person. I think you should keep a few of those clones or those types of people in your pocket, on your speed dial, or where ever so that when life clouds that dream, those good people can remind you of what you forgot.
The truth is we live awake–in varying levels of awakeness–and not in our dreams. The other truth is that life is difficult, and difficulties never ask for permission to approach. So we need to write down those dreams when we pop open our eyes in the morning. We need to tell people we trust about those hopes. And we need to swear them to momentary secrecy or confidence. We need to have them promise that they’ll remember, that they will never forget just in case we do.
To share what’s in you takes courage. It requires vulnerability. But get some of both and let it embolden you to live a bit more in community. Share your dream. Share so somebody else can celebrate with you when you reach it, when you see it a little more clearly, or when it steps a inch closer than before. Share it so people can pray that you hold it, accomplish it, and make it happen.
So, I’ll share a piece of one dream. I dream of helping children in my zip code learn to read at grade level. One day I’ll say more. What about you? Would you like to share a piece of one of your dreams? If not with this blog and the folks who visit, find somebody(s) who you can tell your dream pieces to. Tell them to sit and listen, to take notes and remember.