Stop dreaming

There is a part of you that dreams. That part wants things it can’t have. It wants things out of your reach. For some it may be to find the unexpected waiting to happen, to step out and see that what they expected was only a shadow to the person that cast it. Their expectations will fall short. That part all of us think is the reason why. It’s the reason why we find strength to ask questions that may break us. It’s the reason why we cry alone sometimes. It’s also the reason why we smile. It’s the part of you that you think makes life worth living.

But there is a part of you that brings you back. Back to where you belong. When you thought maybe just maybe dreams exist for a reason. This part shows you dreams are just that dreams. They are illusions. Yes you may see glimpses of a few somewhere along the way. But they disappear when you try to hold on to them. People think this is the part of us that makes us ordinary. That it stops us from staring in wonder at the leaf falling from a tree, at the sun setting by the sea, at the tear rolling down a cheek. But all that part really does is it stops us from losing ourselves to a fantasy. It tells us don’t. Sometimes dreams may be misleading. You may not really want what you think you do. It is not wrong to get out when you can, because what looks like water in the hot desert sun might just be sand. So wake up. And stop dreaming.

But for that part to stay alive you need the one that dreams. You need to know what you think you want so that when something extraordinary happens you know it is bigger than all you dreamt of. Don’t hold on if you want to let go. But don’t let go because you think you want diamonds when all you get is a rose. Because that rose is the best there is. It is better than a thousand diamonds. If you can’t see the beauty of it then your reality can never be beautiful. Let go of those dreams, let reality be the only dream you have. There may be something better around the corner, but the thing about reality is it has thorns, it is cloaked, it is hiding. Only those who have dreamt right will find it. Because sometimes reality is better than your dreams could ever be.


All it takes

They say all it takes is a man who wears his beard like skin. All it takes is a smile that reaches his eyes. All it takes is that one person and that one moment.

And they are right, it’s instantaneous like the nuclear fission he talks about. It’s takes your breath away like the night sky. It lulls you to sleep like the sound of waves hitting rocks. It makes you want to smile like a baby. It gets your heart to beat like a million drums playing at once. It is true.

It’s like wanting to fly.

It’s talking about movies you watch with your family. About goofy things you did growing up and how you never want to stop doing them. A midnight stroll by the sea. It’s a hug that makes a stranger feel like you have known him all along. All it takes is that one moment when you step out and find that person. That is the first chapter of your book. A crisp, clean new book. A book that will grow with time till it is yellowing and the cover is worn out. And you know you will still keep reading it.

That is what they talk about. Write poems about. What they sing of. That happens sometimes.