Dreaming

Inception to Realization

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A dream is a vision that is born in your mind and then grows in your heart with the promise of somehow making you and your life better. A dream is not some illusive fantasy or impossible goal; like say, becoming a dragon; that’s just silly and a waste of your imagination. There are components to every dream, a purpose and a direct link to the dreamer, so in that respect most of our dreams should be achievable; I say should and most because assuming everything and everyone can achieve a result is naïve. Think of a dream as your own mind’s spring. It’s the time that the promise of fruitfulness is given, a time when all that was buried or in hiding has the optimal environment to surface. Nature has always used spring to give birth and start new relationships, so why not our dreams?

Without dreaming we become hollow and mechanical, robots if you like. We succumb to whatever is pulling us, be it a job, dredge of life or whatever is tying you down. Many of our cultures teach us that dreaming is a bad thing, a waste of time, something we can’t achieve because most of us dream outside of our narrow cultural and social path. I say RUBBISH! No one has the right to tell you what colors to use to paint your life, or how to draw that tree, or how much you are permitted to achieve. I have always been a dreamer; my mind is on accelerated dream mode. So much so, that I probably come up with a dream on an hourly basis, and they are always life changing dreams. To me dreams are the antidote of stagnation, which is a death sentence in my eyes. Nothing stands still, why should I? Water becomes stagnant when it is confined or limited; this makes it a perfect place for infestation by bacteria and parasites   thus ending its role in being a vital source of nourishment and life. Today so many people suffer anxiety and stress and depression; I say from stagnation and the shackling of dreams. Sometimes life kicks us so hard we have a minor concussion and our dreams are delayed, but just like that stagnant water a path will always be found and dreams will find their way back to the ocean.

Dreams are not concrete and this will give everyone around you an uneasy feeling because they are not you and can’t see or feel what you do. Be prepared to battle for your dream, because in the beginning it is a baby, your baby and needs your protection. What kind of a parent would you be if you gave up your child because of the challenges? Every dream I had I fought for, argued my logic which made no sense to those listening to me and sometimes I lost people or things in pursuit of my dreams. Your conviction must be so strong and your faith so unwavering if you are ever to achieve. You can’t have a dream and let everyone and everything take a bite of it by modifying it, or crush it by dismissing you as able to achieve it.

When you have a dream make sure its clear in your mind. Don’t treat dreams in a juvenile fashion and say; “I wish” this or that. A dream is not a wish! A wish is something you don’t always control and want fleetingly most of the time. A dream is an achievement that you control. Look at the outlines of your dream; see the colors that fill those outlines. See yourself in it and capture that image so its the ‘screen saver’ of your thoughts, that way you will always be reminded to go for it. Have a chat with your dream, ask it questions and give it answers. If you have a conversation with your dream you will be better equipped to achieve it. Your mind will automatically work against you in this conversation and play the role of your dream and make it look hard or impossible for you to achieve; it will put all the obstacles up for you, which will in turn prepare you for the battle of logic and reason when people question the validity of your dream. Don’t be weak and don’t succumb to your own lack of conviction in your abilities. Take note of your conversation and expand the boundaries of your dream.

Evaluate yourself. So you had the conversation with your dream you know what it is and many of the elements of it, now ask yourself; can I do it? What skills or abilities do you have that will enable you to achieve your dream, and what do you need to acquire? Don’t say “I don’t. . .? Say instead I can learn or get. Find the tools you need to achieve and start sharpening your talents. Do what you can, give it your best and believe in the result of your effort, but don’t delude yourself; know your own limits. I for example, can’t do anything with numbers so although everything in life requires a level of math I choose the simple equations because these are my limits. Don’t let your psyche bite off bits of your dream with negative thoughts, tell yourself: “I will give it my best and the outcome is mine.” No one owns your dream therefore no one can take it or judge it, your choice your responsibility, but always respect yourself and those around you. Your dream is yours but the world isn’t so when carving that dream make sure you are a positive part of the big picture that is our world.

 

Be Blessed

I’m sorry my child

How can I justify this to you

I read in the news today that they are going to mass their air power and go after the bad guys, I totally agree that they should, but you my child, I don’t know what to tell you.  You did not choose to be born, nor did you choose your parents or religion.  This land of ruins where you live has already been horrible to you, and now this.  The bombs that will fall, will they fall on you?  How can I explain to you that it isn’t your fault, you didn’t do anything to deserve this and all of us can only watch.  I wish my hand could reach yours, and pull you out hide you in my bosom until its all over, but I can’t.  I’m writing to you and I know you may not be able to read, and probably will never see my post, but I’m putting it out there for you.  I want to declare my innocence from a deed that could hurt you and tell myself I warned you.

 

The world is a real mess and although we adults have found our path and although we struggle we are able to bear most of what is thrown at us.  We make our choices and bear the consequences, mostly.  What have you done?  What can you do?  I’m so sorry.  I have a son, a beautiful son, that I protect with all my being, but I am here living in comfort and able to give him that.  I wonder, if I were there and your mother what would I have done?  Probably dug the ground and buried both of us as deep as I possible could to hide from the bombs.  Probably screamed all day while rocking you in my arms hoping for a miracle.  Probably got down on my knees and prayed as hard as I could that the bomb would miss us.  I would have done all of that, and I’m sure your mom is already fighting harder for you than I ever could.  I hope you’re safe and I hope when its all over and you see the sun again you can forgive the world.  Know that just as there are bad guys, and guys trying to kick the &*% of the bad guys, there are people like me.  People who care and don’t want you to get hurt.  I hope that helps you not give up hope and turn into a bad guy, because you feel you were dealt a rough hand.  You my child will be a nail in all our coffins for we could not help you, we could not shelter you from the misery of this world.

 

 

Integrate or Irritate?

The world has abolished its borders and today we are a colourful mix of people, so much so that we have created ‘third culture generations.’  People born of parents from different countries, born in one place, raised in another and sometimes becoming nationals of yet another country.  So if my mom is Egyptian, my dad Sudanese, I was born in the UK and a national of Canada, who am I?  A global citizen who will never join the army!

Having lived in more than seven countries and traveled to even more, I never identify myself as being from anywhere.   I am where I am at the moment that I am there, and so on.  It always surprises me when I go to places like China Town, Korea Town, or whatever town in any  country that is not China, Korea or whatever.  What is your point?!  Ok lets bring culture to the world through bringing our own and sharing it.  I totally approve and encourage that, but it has become a problem today in many modern societies.

Take for example Toronto, we have amazing diversity and some of the most amazing ambassadors from all over the world, but. . . Regardless of how hard this city tries to integrate many people, some people are simply unwilling to shift.  There are some people who live and work here that don’t speak English or French!  How do they manage?  They work with their native language with their native people.  I am personally not sure whether that is laziness, stubbornness or simple disrespect.  Disrespect for this land that accepted to be your home, that you will at some point need to communicate with in its own language and share with it your knowledge.  

So lets ask ourselves honestly have we really integrated or simply dragged bits of what we left to recreate it someplace else?  Is it better to let go of where you came from and be absorbed into where you are or is it better to gradually erase the identity of where you choose to bring your world?

I personally believe we need colour in the world and with every new hue the rainbow of life becomes more and more vibrant, but please beware hue bearers not to spread your hues so wide that you do not see the other colours or worse still, that you cover them completely.

Be blessed