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The the funny thing about dreams is…

When you stop and look at the person you came to be….

you wonder…have I chosen this dream…or has this dream chosen me?

I had big dreams when I was young…of who I might grow up to be…

A doctor, an astronaut, a famous singer or athlete…with fans running after me.

Any of these professions, I’m sure, would have taken me very far…

I’d be rich, I’d live in a big house, wear expensive clothes and drive a fancy car.

But standing with my wife, next to our daughter 

watching our granddaughter playing soccer…hoping for her success….

as I looked from one to the other to the other…I took a moment to reassess.

I never became any of those people who I dreamed I wanted to be… 

Instead I became a teacher with a wife and a family.

I don’t know the exact moment…I can’t pinpoint where or when…

the dreams I had for me blended into the dreams I had for them.

Dreams that they be kind and gentle people…

that they be loving and forgiving…

Dreams that they be happy, healthy…

and content with the live they’re living.

I don’t know when or how this happened…the exact moment it came to be….

when the dreams I had for them became the dreams I had for me.

Which is why when I looked at my wife, daughter and granddaughter…

when I saw all that beauty in front of me…

I could not think of a better place…I would have ever dreamed I’d be.

I love how dreams visit me in my sleep

In such diverse and unconventional arrays….

but my favorite dreams are the ones I make

when I’m awake…during the day.

My nighttime dreams are often difficult to understand

as through my sleeping mind they spread…

but during the day when I’m awake

I control the dreams inside my head.

During the day it’s effortless

to make dreams that are easy to understand…

to dream my family will always be healthy and happy…

that there will be peace throughout the land. 

In the land of dreams there is no defined space or time

no laws of gravity.

In the land of dreams instead of eyes

we use our heart and imagination to see.

The land of dreams has no restrictions…no regulations

no borderlines…no rules.

It is a land, some say, inhabited…by innocents and fools.

Still…I love the land of dreams…where anything is possible…

where logic and the laws of physics don’t apply…

Where dragons, ogres and giants are my friends…

where I can spread my arms…and fly.

Perhaps that’s why I’m foolish enough 

to dream of a world filled with peace, love and harmony….

and to dream that everyone on Earth…

was as innocent and as foolish as me.

Today my gratitude is flowing out like a river or a stream…

I’m glad to be surrounded by people 

with whom I want to share my dreams

And also glad…in fact…I’m as glad as I can be

to be surrounded by people 

who also want to share their dreams with me.

When two people love each other

It’s like the confluence of two streams..

and the two of you immediately begin making memories

wrapped in each other’s dreams.

You feel happy, safe and comfortable inside your blanket

just the two of you

but as you add family and friends you find how easily

your blanket wraps around them too.

And you discover life is even happier and more exciting too

as the blanket of dreams they brought with them 

wraps around you too.

And from this confluence of dreams you find

you’re happy with the direction your life is taking…

with the path your heart has chosen 

with the memories you’re making.

Memories once made…you forever want to keep

so your mind finds a quiet place…a peaceful room

and tucks each on safely off to sleep.

Until your rivers meet up again

and, as you’re sitting on the shore,

a word or sentence spoken or a smile

wakes up a memory you’ve shared before.

And you find there is no place you’d rather be

than seated by that stream…

sharing a memory you’ve made together

while wrapped in each other’s dreams.

It’s funny isn't it how when our children are born as silly as it seems

we have dreams for them well before they ever have a chance to dream.

We see that beautiful baby and so many  dreams we quickly conceive…

We really cannot help ourselves…it’s parental nature I believe.

But…as they grow and dream their own dreams

we find there comes a day…

when their dreams become our dreams…

and we put our initial dreams away.

But being parents we continue dreaming…

yes, new dreams are unveiled…

dreams that are more general and a little less detailed.

We still dream with great intensity, 

with pizzaz and energy and style!

We dream they will be healthy, wise, kind, generous 

and always have a reason to smile.

And even though they’re not living our initial dream…

I mean…how many children do?

It’s funny isn't it…how just knowing they are living their dream

has made our dreams come true.

May our wishes, hopes and dreams in life

somehow find a way 

to be like a kite across the heavens…on a clear and windy day

Where they easily get off the ground

soar up to the sky

and the only thing you wonder about

Is how high those dreams will fly.

May you be blessed to fulfill most of your dreams…

before your life is through…

even those dreams no one knows about…

no-one…that is…but you.