Mr. Sandman
Have you ever woken up from a dream and swore that it was real? Then only to find that in reality you did not score the game-wining touchdown but severely kicked your significant other sleeping next to you. (Then your next dream takes place comfortably from the couch!!) Dreams are an amazing aspect that we possess. A gift that we as human have been given from Jah. Dreams shape our everyday lives and has provided us the some of the most creative minds the world has known.
But what is a dream really? Psychiatrist say that dreams are a pathway to out sub-conscious mind, a gateway for us to tap into a realm that exist only within our brains. Just as dreams can be wonderful, they also can be terrifying in the form of nightmares. Nightmares serve as a balance, without them, we would not truly appreciate a dream that could be considered a fantasy.
As a child I would often get in trouble for day dreaming in class. I could not help it, I was fascinated by clouds and the world around me. I would often just stare off into the distance. Even today my mind has a tendency to wander when I am not focused on a specific task.
When I think of my own personal dreams and compare it those I see being lived out all around me, I filled with joy. I have been blessed in my life to see vision start from a dream and subsequently manifest themselves into reality.
When I was a 5th grade my brother became a drum major at Deltona High School. I got to tag along with him wherever he went. I became a band nerd from the first day they offered the class in middle school. My dream was to become a drum major in high school just like my big bro. In 9th grade I tried out for drum major. My brother drove down from the ‘University of Florida just to support me. As they announced the drum majors, my name was not on the list. My dream was crushed. With a few syllables my dream had quickly turned into a nightmare. I was very proud as a youth and still harbor some of those traits. Being humble is something I struggle with on a daily basis. On that day I was humbled greatly.
My sophomore year was another disappointment. I was lost in the shadows of my older siblings never truly gaining an identity. With my dream of being a drum major was almost lost. Yet with every whisper of it around the band room, my heart listened.
With a new school came a new opportunity. On the first day the audition sign up was posted, my name was on the list. I practiced day and night in preparation for the chance to chase a dream. My audition was flawless. My dream became reality.
Later I continued to dream and achieved the same success in college. I was a drum major for three years after suffering 2 defeats in tryouts. The Dream lived on. As I started unpacking last night, for some reason I found my old drum major hat from high school. My mom must have placed it in my room for some odd reason. It was faded tremendously, yet my memories of the dream fulfilled will never go dull.
With every victory in life there is a setback. For every dream achieved there are a thousand others that never make it to fruition. Yet some of us are scared to dream. We are blessed with this great gift just as much as it is a curse in the form of a nightmare. We should never fear the latter though. With each dream we are given an opportunity to make it come into reality, good or bad. We only get one shot at life; it would be costly not to take stock in our dreams. Our return on a dream realized is worth more than diamonds. Living in a dream world is a perfect place for me. It keeps me going.
Our fears are our nightmares. Success is driven by our dreams.
Every night before you sleep, pray for sweet dreams.
Sleep Well,
O
But what is a dream really? Psychiatrist say that dreams are a pathway to out sub-conscious mind, a gateway for us to tap into a realm that exist only within our brains. Just as dreams can be wonderful, they also can be terrifying in the form of nightmares. Nightmares serve as a balance, without them, we would not truly appreciate a dream that could be considered a fantasy.
As a child I would often get in trouble for day dreaming in class. I could not help it, I was fascinated by clouds and the world around me. I would often just stare off into the distance. Even today my mind has a tendency to wander when I am not focused on a specific task.
When I think of my own personal dreams and compare it those I see being lived out all around me, I filled with joy. I have been blessed in my life to see vision start from a dream and subsequently manifest themselves into reality.
When I was a 5th grade my brother became a drum major at Deltona High School. I got to tag along with him wherever he went. I became a band nerd from the first day they offered the class in middle school. My dream was to become a drum major in high school just like my big bro. In 9th grade I tried out for drum major. My brother drove down from the ‘University of Florida just to support me. As they announced the drum majors, my name was not on the list. My dream was crushed. With a few syllables my dream had quickly turned into a nightmare. I was very proud as a youth and still harbor some of those traits. Being humble is something I struggle with on a daily basis. On that day I was humbled greatly.
My sophomore year was another disappointment. I was lost in the shadows of my older siblings never truly gaining an identity. With my dream of being a drum major was almost lost. Yet with every whisper of it around the band room, my heart listened.
With a new school came a new opportunity. On the first day the audition sign up was posted, my name was on the list. I practiced day and night in preparation for the chance to chase a dream. My audition was flawless. My dream became reality.
Later I continued to dream and achieved the same success in college. I was a drum major for three years after suffering 2 defeats in tryouts. The Dream lived on. As I started unpacking last night, for some reason I found my old drum major hat from high school. My mom must have placed it in my room for some odd reason. It was faded tremendously, yet my memories of the dream fulfilled will never go dull.
With every victory in life there is a setback. For every dream achieved there are a thousand others that never make it to fruition. Yet some of us are scared to dream. We are blessed with this great gift just as much as it is a curse in the form of a nightmare. We should never fear the latter though. With each dream we are given an opportunity to make it come into reality, good or bad. We only get one shot at life; it would be costly not to take stock in our dreams. Our return on a dream realized is worth more than diamonds. Living in a dream world is a perfect place for me. It keeps me going.
Our fears are our nightmares. Success is driven by our dreams.
Every night before you sleep, pray for sweet dreams.
Sleep Well,
O
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