Wiley's Wisdom

Joy: From the Ground Up

Dreams Are Dreams September 13, 2013

Some things just aren’t meant to be. It would take a miracle (for example) for me to fly. Or ride a roller coaster. Or walk on the moon. Just because all of these things happen frequently in my daydreams doesn’t make them real.

But let’s say (just for a minute) things that happen in our dreams really do come true. I could finally catch those elusive squirrels that taunt me in the backyard. I could whine my doggie guts out on The Whizzer at Six Flags (yes, the starter coaster – don’t judge). And perhaps one day us dogs will walk on the moon. How amazing would all of this be? Snarky Sparky

I think there’s general misconception about these things in our society. We have our dreamers who think anything is possible, we have our realists who keep the dreamers grounded, and we have our pessimists who don’t bother thinking outside the box. I (obviously) fall into the first category, but I have characters in my life who I know have given up on their dreams. They may not say so, or even admit it to themselves, but they’ve stopped reaching for those goals. And it breaks my heart.

I’ve said it before, but it seems even more relevant now. The journey can be half as much (if not more) fun as the destination if we only let it be. It’s one thing to drive across America to get from A to B. It’s something totally different to stop and see the World’s Largest Ball of Twine in Kansas on your way to Mount Rushmore in South Dakota. To take the scenic route through Minnesota instead of the highways. To hike through the mountains of Tennessee rather than drive. These are the moments that make a journey worth living.

There are two ways to look at things, and I think this dog Frankenstein is the perfect demonstration of both.

To our realists, it appears the prize is just out of reach. To our pessimists, the goal is simply unattainable. But to our optimists, our dreamers, it looks like he is (at the very least) having fun making his dreams come true no matter how stubborn and challenging they may be.

I think we can all take a lesson from Frankenstein. It’s one thing to respect that some things just aren’t meant to be. Let’s face it: the chances of me ever being able to fly, ride a roller coaster or walk on the moon are pretty slim. But dreams are dreams and I will still have fun trying.

 

13 Responses to “Dreams Are Dreams”

  1. kiwiskan Says:

    Well, I must be a dreamer – because he looked like he was having fun to me…

  2. Sparky is hilarious! I love the sound of his dad trying not to laugh out loud at his cuteness. Sometimes Mom needs to get from point A to point B with me, but I make sure we have fun along the way. We doggies are all about enjoying the journey.

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

  3. huntmode Says:

    Wyles, arriving late to the post, the film is now blocked due to “third party copyright infringement.” Huh – never you mind. I was doing my meditations today and I asked for help in dreaming BIG dreams, so often we “shrink our dreams down to the size of our incomes.” We do best when we are reaching for something bigger than ourselves – flight for dogs, walking on the moon – hah! I saw you in an astronaut’s suit, nose to the ground checking things out – you still had to be on a tether because you were weightless – so you got both the flight and the walk on the moon! Love HuntMode

    • You’re absolutely right about the film being blocked. Bummer! I know it would have made you smile. That is a mighty big and startling thought about dreaming as big as our incomes. As one that doesn’t have an income, I know it simply can’t be true. 😉 That’s why I make a point of thinking about being on the moon one day doing just as you said – staking the joint.
      Lots of love,
      Wyles


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