Make a Wish! 5 Steps To Find Your Dream

Several years back I came across someone who talked about dreams a lot. She posed the question, what is your dream? My dream? That’s right. We all have dreams deep inside ourselves. When you have a family, naturally they come first. My answer at that time was that I wanted to raise good children. If I had any dreams outside of my family, I honestly couldn’t remember. There is nothing more important to me. I wasn’t let off the hook because these were my dreams for others. I realized a personal dream has nothing to do with anyone else. It is a call God puts in your heart. It is something you must answer for yourself.

A short time later, I went to a conference. I was standing in the back of the room listening to a friend give her presentation when a lady I had never met, put a medal in my hand and walked away. I opened my hand and on this little medal there was a star. It read, “Good for one wish”. I’m not superstitious, nor did I think there was any special power in this medal, but it made me think. It made me smile. Another prompting to find my dream. Here are 5 things I learned about finding your own personal dream:

1. Dreams cannot be bought or sold. This has nothing to do with buying something like a vacation, a home, name brand clothing or anything else. All that is temporary and not personal. Dreams cannot be sold either. Many people try to sell you their dream for you, which just happens to cost you a lot of money. You do not need to spend a lot of money and line the pockets of “snake oil” salespeople to live your dream. Dreams are expressed through who you are as life unfolds.

2. Take inventory. Try not to think of all of the reasons you cannot find or live your dream. Write down a list of all your skills and attributes. One of my favorite things in life is to discover someone’s talent. EVERYBODY has talent. Discover yours. Chances are you have these strengths to help you do what you were made to do.

3. Don’t give in to fear. I was just reading an article from what I thought was a reputable source. They were sounding the alarm of what they called a certain oncoming terrorist attack on our power grid, citing 9 out of 10 people will die within a year. They almost had me, until I scrolled down to see a product link for a solar powered generator product! (Let me guess, they have a financial interest in selling these generators.) Fear freezes people and keeps them stuck in the status quo. Fear makes us give power to others. Perhaps that’s why people go out of their way to discourage others who have dreams. In the popular movie, FINDING NEMO, Marlin says, “I don’t want anything to happen to Nemo” Dory interjects, “That’s strange you don’t want anything to happen to Nemo?” The only time things get exciting is when things happen. There is a possibility the unknown future could be bad when you take chances, but it is more than likely it will be good. Don’t let fear get in the way of your dreams.

4. Make a plan. Once you find your talents, skills and strengths and get past your fear, write out a plan. Success does not happen overnight. Figure out what you need to get to where you’re going. Great achievements do not happen overnight. It takes hard work, dedication and a great game plan.

5. Be flexible. I love the old saying, “There’s more than one way up a mountain”. If we are too rigid, we may miss wonderful opportunities. Things rarely go as planned. The good news is that every stumbling block, can be one that you build with. Learn to make your mistakes and miscalculations work for you. Reassess often and make appropriate adjustments.

JRR Tolkien wrote, “A single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities.” Every great achievement began with a vision or a thought that it was possible. Each and every person was made for a specific purpose, a role that no other human in history can fill. We all have the gift of the Divine plan called life. If we really want to live, we must reach for the stars and dream big!

The Art of Follow Through, Hitting the Pavement

Ever notice how easy it is to think about helping others? We like the idea. We brand ourselves as being caring. Do we ask ourselves how much do we really give? I mean volunteering that isn’t for show or attention. A behind the scenes, genuine giving, only for the sake of helping others. We find every excuse as to why we cannot contribute or volunteer time or talent. Surely, we are busy with families, careers, aging parents, existing charitable causes, etc. It’s obvious to anyone on social media, there is too much talk about what should to be done, by others of course. Self-proclaimed experts pontificate on how to solve so many desperate problems in the world. The news seems to give more unrest and anxiety. How do we respond? Do we shut it off and find a nice village town at the top of hill in the Italian countryside to live in? (Not that I’ve dreamed about that or anything.) Or, can we all do what needs to be done and give a little more?

Two days ago, I pledged to God and myself I would give more. I didn’t have to think long before I recalled an invitation I had received to attend an open house a few days before, for a not for profit home for unwed mothers and babies in need. My friend Amy, who seems to give endlessly, had been inviting me to this cause for years. This was perfect. I agreed to attend.

On the way there I reminded myself that I’m a single mother of 4, with 3 teenagers. My mom needs extra care. I have work, not mention a few charitable projects that I already work on. A family wedding coming up. Did I mention my fear of commitment? I reviewed the many reasons why I am not able to give much time. I decided to switch my thoughts to, “what CAN I do?” Once I switched my mindset of what I cannot do, to what I can do, the anxiety left me. I can give ideas. That’s what I’m good at. It doesn’t take much time.

The home for mothers is remarkable. Walking in the door, I felt a strikingly good vibe. Kind, friendly faces of the volunteers in a highly efficient, pristine setting. A relatively large group of helpers greeted me with a friendly welcome. What a great contrast to the virtual world of news. This was truly good news! I was met by my beautiful friend, Amy, who gave me a tour. The women and babies are provided with everything they need to survive and thrive, including career training and a personal life coach.

As we began to talk, I mentioned that I truly wanted to help, but in this season of my life, I do not have much time to give. After offering my willingness to give ideas on planning and progress, Amy said, “well isn’t this something?” That’s exactly what we need! We are forming a committee on planning and development. They would meet quarterly and I had you in mind to help out.

What always take me by surprise, is the fact that when I try to help others, I help myself. The environment was so perfect at the home, I didn’t want to leave. Upon leaving, a baby boy, Caden, reached his arms out to me. With delight I held him and played with him for a few minutes. Nothing gives me hope like the smile of a precious baby. Caden reached his little arms out to me as I walked out the door. We had an unspoken conversation as I said to myself, “Yes, Caden. I will be back.”

First blog post

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Today I woke up with a boatload of complaints. A classic tight gripped bad mood. My list of everything that is wrong in my life was stuck on repeat in my head. A freelance job didn’t work out the way I had hoped. Someone I thought to be a true person ended up to be false. Projects were not moving ahead fast enough for me. I won’t even mention the lifetime of grudges that seemed to be brand new. It all gave me a headache.

I decided to look up to Heaven. Not in a sanctimonious way. Nor did I take on the “martyr” approach. (Poor me! See how I suffer for love?!) It was more of a real, heart felt, “I know I’m a jerk. I just can’t help it.” Heaven agreed. But the sky didn’t fall on me, my headache didn’t get worse and no one tried to rip my bad mood away from me. My problems didn’t get bigger, or smaller. Time stood still for a few minutes. I sat in silence.

Then, in my mind, a flood of images came like an unwanted invasion. I saw a crying mother with her little boy who was in a hospital bed, sick with no hair. I saw parents standing there as their children are buried. I saw innocent people of all ages ravaged by the affects of cancer. There were numerous images of people without food. They didn’t even have clean water to drink. Bring on my stomach ache, and more silence.

The silence began to fill up with images of all the things I have to be grateful for, too many to count. I hit the “reset button” on the day. The wonderful thing about gratitude is that it makes us move in the right direction. Forward. Not just our own journey forward. Gratitude helps us to see the needs of ¬†others and help them move forward, too. So if you ever feel like a jerk, don’t worry about it. It’s part of the journey. Just hit the “reset button”.