Millennials – the 80 million or so people who are coming of age in Gen Y – have many admirable characteristics not the least of which is pursuing their dreams.
We’re never too young or too old to chase our passions in life.
There is no total number of dreams we are allowed. Everything counts – home, work, relationships, friends, causes. We can have more than one at a time.
Dreaming is not easily outsourced to another, it must come from within. No one can have your dream of the future exactly the way you want it and no one other than ourselves should be asked to be responsible for it.
People who discourage should be avoided because the guaranteed best way to dash your dreams is to allow someone else to tell you what isn’t possible.
Is there a dream that you want to pursue? If so, it will not find you. You will have to find it.
Try this.
Name 5 dreams you have for yourself. Think big – the bigger the better but they don’t have to be earthshattering.
Think “can” instead of “can’t”.
Start today and never look back until you fulfill your dreams.
“All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them” – Walt Disney.
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Dealing with the death of a close lifelong friend a couple of summers ago taught me something very valuable. I was in the midst of talking some summer courses for my business degree. I had to work through through a term paper and my grief at the same time. trust me, it wasn’t pretty; I wrote portions of the paper in a state of near drunkeness, just to get through it emotionally. I did get though it though, and in fact I aced the course. So I learned that I could function in a crisis. A very valuable lesson indeed.
Friday just passed was the 18th anniversary of the passing of my wife Lynne who had undiagnosed and terminal breast cancer when we met. I have never had a major GF since. And have never been able to process through the grieving to get past that. And really don’t feel bad about it. I have gone on about my life and my work, but it still feels like part of me is missing, that I remain incomplete. One quibble: I dislike the word “gratitude” about which once I heard described as “the NICEST form of resentment.” Much prefer thankful. “Gratitude” implies debts owed in return while “Thankful” doesn’t have that baggage.