Life Flies By…And The Dreams Wave Back
Wednesday, August 15th, 2007
Everyone has a dream. Martin Luther King’s was a Mother of a dream. Yours may appear petty in comparison…to everyone but you. It is yours and it is magnificent and sweeping and grand: The best that can be. But the question is, will it ever make the cosmic transition from dream to reality?
The truth is, life races by and the dreams wave back. And you keep promising that you will turn the dream into reality, but you don’t. You blame it on the gods and circumstances and religion and tradition and other people, but it’s you that builds the wall you refuse to pass through. Just you.
Life is a precious gift. To refuse to live it to its utmost, to the extreme -in effect, to seize the dream- is a form of “sin.” Not the kind you go to hell for but a more insidious kind that deprives you of what can and should be the most important thing in your life. When King Edward VII of England fell passionately in love with Wallis Simpson, the only way he could fulfill his dream and marry her, was to do the undoable: abdicate from the throne. Which he did in a heartbeat. In doing so, in breaking the rules others had set for him, he reversed the general and passive order of things: his dreams took flight and life threw a kiss for his courage and his passion.
I walk into countless meetings and hear of dreams. I fly in planes and hear of dreams. I attend conferences and hear of dreams. And I love dreamers because they have the electricity of life. But so often it remains static electricity. “My career would be what I really want it to be, but…”, “My company would break new ground in our industry and achieve truly dramatic breakthroughs, however…”
Dreams are like snowflakes. They dance from the sky and powder the world with possibilities and in most every case, melt and disappear, leaving nothing but what might have been in their place.
Those who took the snowflake in mid flight and refused to let it melt dominate the history of the world. Abraham Lincoln would not let the dream of a great and enduring republic vanish. That fact that there were armies of men slaughtering each other did not stop him. Franklin Roosevelt had a dream of a near broken America rising up from its despair to its finest potential. That he could not stand without braces did not stop him from carrying the whole damn world on his back. Edwin Land’s daughter asked him why it took so long to produce a photograph and he dreamed and created instant photography. Rosa Parks dreamed of sitting in the front of a bus. And with the threat of death all around her, that is precisely what she did.
At this moment, in companies and firms and homes around the world, millions of dreams are out there, in holding patterns, waiting to take flight. Will yours? Life WILL fly by.
The question is, will your dreams wave back? Snowflakes of the mind?
Mark Stevens
CEO
Tell Me About Your Dreams…


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