Close your eyes and remember.
Remember for a moment - your dream.
But maybe, just maybe, you are feeling motivated. Motivated to pick up your dream, dust it off and give it a go.
Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of being a writer. I would write short stories, poems, articles and notes, every chance I got. I believed in my dream. I felt it in my very soul that writing was exactly what I was supposed to be doing. I didn't understand the importance of my dream. I didn't understand what it meant for me. I didn't understand that life and people would try to smash my dream, would belittle it, and would ignore it. When I was young I believed in my dream and I believed in myself. It just seemed natural.
But as the years flew by and I grew up - both life and reality took its toll. I started to believe in the naysayers. I started to question my abilities. Life took over and I found myself further and further away from my dreams. I became a caregiver in my family, the peace keeper and found that year by year that creative spark that had flowed so naturally, diminished. Reality had put a damper on it. Reality at times had completely blown it out and I was left playing the hand that I had been dealt. I thought at the time that I had no choice. No say in the matter. I had life to deal with. My dreams would have to wait.
Maybe they have evolved since the time when we first had them. Maybe they have grown and matured right alongside us, only we never knew. Maybe just maybe, with a little soul searching and tweaking we can make them into reality. But first we must get back in touch with them. We must remember our dreams. We must allow ourselves the freedom to dream them, to feel them and to imagine the possibilities. We must silence the fear. We must silence the naysayers and stop finding all the reasons why they couldn't possible come true. You are not too old. You are not unworthy. So what if your life is a mess? So what that you are scared?
You are never too old. You are never unworthy. Life is always messy and being scared is natural. Use your fear to motivate you. Put yourself out there in a way that you never imagined possible and go for it. Release your dreams. Release the feeling of regret and focus instead on the feeling of what if?
Back in 2011, I was just shy of 33 years old. I was beaten down, exhausted and just floating through the days. Life had been hellish, draining and all I wanted to do was hide. I needed to get all the negative out of myself. I sat at my kitchen table one day, drinking coffee and lost. So much bad had happened. I was realizing how much of my life had been spent living for another. How much of my life had been about everyone but me. I was at a crossroads and had no idea which way to turn. My dreams all but forgotten. I reached for a pen without even thinking and started writing. Words flowed from my pen as if it was possessed and I began to remember. I didn't stop to analyze, I didn't over-think it, and I simply let it flow
The naysayers came in full force. Trying to tell me what I could and could not write about. Trying to stop my dreams from going forward. For the first time in my life I fought back and said no. Not this time. This time I fight for my dreams. This time I will see where it goes and I will not let anything or anyone - stop me.
On Friday I published my first book. Never in my life have I felt so validated. Never before have I felt the pride that holding that book in my hands brings. I had forgotten what hope felt like and holding that book, my book, reminded me.
Never let anyone steal your dreams. Never let anyone tell you that you are not good enough. That you are too old, too dumb, and too busy. Most important of all - stop telling yourself that. Own them. Stop over-thinking and finding all the reasons why you can't and start finding reasons why you can. Your dreams are not silly. Your dreams are not unattainable. Your dreams may have been forgotten but you can remember them. You can reignite them.
Your dreams are simply waiting. Own them.