When I was a teenager…
My dreams were of me onstage, playing music, there were smiling faces of people, I would play my guitar and sing and I made lots of people happy.
I also dreamt of adventure. Driving a car and a motorcycle with the wind in my hair.
Travelling to new places, meeting new people and making new friends.
Those were the dreams I had.
It took me many, many years of soul searching and personal self-development before I found my way back to living the dreams my boyhood self had.
As children, many of us were taught to suppress our natural belief that we could be whatever we dreamed to be, often by well-meaning people who just wanted the best for us.
But in wishing to protect us from falling and getting hurt, may have also clipped our wings and grounded us.
What were your dreams?
What or Who did you want to become?
The dreams we have, especially when we’re young are the essence of who we really are, and who we’re meant to be.
Don’t ever give up on your dreams.
Stay close to them in any way you can.
Dreams are a language our souls use to communicate our deepest and highest purpose in life.
If you have dreams that keep coming back to nudge you every so often?
Listen to them.
That’s your soul trying to remind you, freedom is being who you really are.