Life is But a Dream…

I was the kid with the huge imagination. I would always imagine myself doing something bizarre like traveling to outer space, taking a special plane to an uninhibited island, or catching the Polar Express. My mind was my playground. I would conjure up worlds in my dreams at night and play them out in my spare time during the day. I could not fathom a world without excitement, adventure, wonder, and close connections. However, that changed once life happened.

Life meant graduating high school and going to college. My education became an even higher priority because it was no longer free. Reality sunk in. I could no longer daydream about swinging through the jungle like Tarzan. I had to study hard to get a degree and then a job. After graduation, my friends and I started laying down roots throughout the world. I moved to Colorado and my life became routine. Throughout the week, I worked and played video games until midnight. On the weekends, I drank at parties, bar hopped, attended concerts, and went on getaways. After a while, I started to gain weight, so I added workouts into my routine. Once or twice a year, I would take a week long vacation out of the country for a celebration. Life was…life.

Then it HIT me. I was in Monterey, California horseback riding, winery hopping, eating great food, and hanging at the beach. On a trip up the 17 mile drive, sitting on a private beach in winter as the sun set on the waves in front of multi-million dollar houses; I took in the scenery, the silence, the peace. I asked myself — why is THIS NOT my life? Why am I working 9 to 5 and only taking 2 weeks off to travel? Even crazier, I have been working from home permanently since 2020 and have not taken full advantage of it.

I started questioning — What are my goals? What do I want? What matters to me? Why do I not have a multi-million dollar house?! Would you believe I could not come up with a single answer? All the imagination I had as a child and not one reason could be conceived as to why I was living my life in such a hopeless, routine way. Wild! I had money, resources, know-how, and above all, TIME — so why not? It was because I lost my imagination. I stopped imagining a world outside the one I created and I was bored. Put simply - I stopped dreaming.

I have taken the opportunity to experience what an adventurous and exciting life could be. A life filled with endless possibilities. All I needed was for my dream to become my reality. So I am going to manifest it. I am not expecting it to be easy, but I cannot keep working for someone else and wasting my lifetime not fulfilling my childhood fantasies. I still have to swing in the jungle, find the little mermaid, and travel to distant islands that are not heavily populated. I have to own a million dollar house, travel more parts of the world, and swim with the sharks! Life will need to be more than just a dream, it needs become my reality. A dream manifested. Join me in this endeavor.