It has been seven years since I left the halls of a University, but continuously rooted and recurring in my dreams are assignments uncompleted. This morning I jumped out of bed thinking that I overslept with a black and white exercise book in my hand. Is my dreams steering me towards something I need to explore? Is it conveying a few thoughts and questions about my future? Or are my dreams of late simply a gentle reminder that it is time to act on goals set earlier? Maybe a similar situation has kept reoccurring for you too?
Maybe we are too busy with the day to day happenings in our lives that we have not been listening. As Carl Gustav Jung says it best “It is on the whole probably that we continually dream, but that consciousness makes such a noise that we do not hear it.”
Its lapis eyes
Serrate the setting
Ink works veil in blue
Prime notes lined the writers pad
Crystal spire mimics
As language drops into form.
I remember when growing up my aunt had a neighbor who took about eight years to complete her house. As a child it seemed like ages but she took her time given her resources. I remembered when it was completed she was so overjoyed the night she moved in she could not sleep.
Did you ever have a dream or goal that was so palpable that you were able to taste, smell and touch it? There are moments or perhaps days that belies that reality? Okay let us calm down, take a breath and rewind and think about what is necessary to achieve our goal.
If there is a passion to make your dream come true coupled with a purpose we are on our way.
If the negative suggestions do not matter and negativity falls off your back ‘like water on a duck’s back’ it is GO.
If your (well chosen) network/support structure support and encourage you; you are on your way.
If your master plan is continuously in gear, yes some days it is further than others but it shows continuous production, get on the move.
Well my friend, if these things are in place when you have a dream or goal then it is your literal gold mine and it will indeed make you successful. It may not be today, tomorrow, but continue to work at it because it is soon coming.
I was driving around Great harbor Cay recently and I passed a bundle of wood on the side of the road. I reversed to take a photograph as it was pleasantly reminiscent of my youth. Back then we collected piles of wood in bundles such as this for my grandmother to burn inside the rock oven which provides heat for baking.
Today I came across the song sang by Young Artists for Haiti ‘Wavin’ Flag’ and I was moved. My three year old daughter said ‘mama that is a great song’ and she quickly learned the chorus. she sang the verse ‘When I get older I will be stronger “ with her hands outstretched to her side and eyes shut as she felt the very soul of the lyrics I wondered about the future of the Haitian children and pray that they will not be forgotten.
The composition is a fusion of singers from Canada including Jully Black, K’naan, Nelly Furtado, Avril Lavigne Justin Bieber, Nikki Yanofsky and Drake. I thought I will share; attached is a sample of the song.
Miss Mattie people tek every ting she lef roun here
You tink dey ha every ting fan Englan
And leave de tings dey use to call hand me down
I had a great grand aunt who died at the ripe old age of 99 years of age. What a strong lady! I recall her jumping out of the window of her wooden house at the age of 95 saying she is going to look for her baby, even at that age she had no cuts or bruises. Her only – then adult – son whom she used to boast about; he lived in America but came home to take care of her in her last years. A few years after he returned home she passed away. Some well respected family relatives came by and took her four poster bed. I remember it was the talk of the village. Her son was enraged at the disrespect.
When I got married I wanted a four poster bed myself, a friend laughed at me and urged me not to make such a purchase in view of the fact we would be expected to relocate often. She said teasingly Brenda imagine carrying round a four poster bed on the boat to the islands.
Well this must be a dream or custom in my family because my cousin called me all proud of the four poster bed she purchased when she bought her house. She is now divorced, but guess what, she took the four poster bed!
Sometimes I guess subconsciously we may choose things because of what was inculcated in us or what we grew up thinking.
Now that I am older I understand that it was not the want for the four poster bed or the settee (as I mentioned in the poem), it was the sentiment of it but…
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