Despite my deep love of sixties music -- I'm often in the midst of listening to the Beach Boys these days -- this post is not about one of my favorite songs by the Mamas and the Papas. I've been thinking a lot about my dreams. In some ways it seems almost odd to have lots of unfulfilled dreams at sixty. Half of me says that dreams don't come true at sixty. Things haven't happened so far and it's just too late for my dreams to come true now.
But the Buttercup half of me says that I am not to be ridiculous. Dreams can certainly come true and they will. It will take the same hard work it always took to fulfill a dream and age isn't a variable. So leaning to the Buttercup half I am dreaming. I think in the daily routine it's easy to lose sight of dreams and forget that the only way to make dreams come true is to spend time dreaming and thinking of the things that bless your heart, and then making the effort needed to fulfill your dreams.
A few of my dreams...A month in Italy is down the road for a spring not too far away. A month in England and Scotland is also down the road...maybe for fall, 2012.
The dream that keeps coming back to me is to publish a mystery novel. In an effort to turn this dream into a reality I'll be posting my progress each month. Stay tuned for monthly updates titled. "Mystery Dreams." Writing is a solitary process, but the happiness of dreaming is sharing the dream, both as we work to accomplish it and with its fruition. Dear friends, please dream a little dream with me.
As ever, I'm happy it's the weekend. I'm hosting my bible study group tomorrow afternoon and then having a very relaxed weekend. Grocery, laundry and the fun of blog visiting are on the agenda.
Sweet dreams and wishes for a great weekend!
