Give your Dreams wings!

Early in the morning, late at night, throughout the day....i have dreams. There are those dreams I talk about, the acceptable, the expected. Like going to college. Then there are dreams I only share with a special few, the few I trust wont judge me, the few I trust to hold my dreams in their hands...as if they were some precious fragile thing. easily breakable.shattered. Then there are those dreams I dont even tell myself. The ideas that pass through my mind, which I politely ignore. contain. suppress. make excuses. tell myself...tomorrow, not today. The ones my heart whispers, I pretend not to hear.

Today was an unexpected and subtly amazing day. My friend Melinda (wonderful artist/jewelry maker) invited me to a total mind, body, beauty makeover event and I went. It was an expo of different vendors.
Little did they know, little did I know,the women present would open my eyes.
Help me spread my wings.

Gather courage to take that step off the ground...& take that unpredictable but fulfilling journey.

The first lady I spoke to was in her 70's. An African American, 70 year-old, divorced women, who had written a book called: "70 is the new 40". There she sat in a stool behind her display of books. As I approached her, she stood with grace and pride, a beautiful, beautiful, strong feminine presence, her voice gentle & soft, yet the words extremely powerful.

I asked her to tell me about her book. She explained that the book was about women aging with grace and joy, following their heart's dreams at any age. She suddenly stops as I listen with a smile, leans over the table closer to me, looks down through her glasses and says to me "listen Honey, there is NO reason, not to do what you want, at ANY age. and dont ever let anything, especially not anything on two legs, have you believe otherwise".

WOW. Here I am, 27 years old, my entire life ahead of me...I have SO MANY IDEAS. DREAMS. To write a book. start a business. I AM FILLED WITH INSPIRATION. BUT I get scared. overwhelmed. preoccupied.

I let FEAR hold my dreams captive.
hostage.
only faith and courage will set them free.

Scared of what? That I will fail? To be dissapointed? sometimes...most of the time, i dont even know!

I think we are afraid to give our dreams wings
Because in order to fly
I must take that first step
off the ground.

TO FLY
I must leave safety.
Security.
Stability.

To fly is to take a risk.

But ....I must remember that
taking the risk to LIVE, is ALWAYS one worth taking.

The contrary
is to live dying,
for NOT fully living.

After my conversation with her I continued on exploring.

-There was a women who sold individually blended foundations....like the Coldstone of make up. An art. She wold mix and blend the colors on a crystal tile until creating the perfect match.

-A women who made custom bathing suits. Her motto being that a suit should FIT THE WOMEN, and NOT the women try to fit the suit... conforming HERSELF to an object. The Fabric, patterns, cut, design, everything, personalized to hug and highlight each women's curves. her one of a kind figure.

-Another women did astrological readings. She sat with me. PRESENT. intimate. human connection. Through her unique abilities and experiences providing me with insight and perspectives, a new (and helpful) perspective.

-Another inspirational women (My friend Melinda :) was displaying and selling her Beautiful, unlike any other, collection of jewelry made of keys, chains, parts of hoses, and other random hardware parts. Her unique ability to see and create BEAUTY out of the ordinary. the disposable. the disposed. Truly a product of her imagination, but more importantly, of her WILLINGNESS TO FOLLOW A DREAM.

To nourish an idea, allowing it to blossom. OPEN to what it may become as it grows, unfolds, unravels.

In each of these women, was one day born a dream.

-At the age of 70, I imagine it would be easier, simpler, to ignore the idea of writing a book than to pursue it.
-Sit with people and read their energy????
-Compete with Mac? Sephora?
-Sell jewelry made out of junk???

yeah.... im sure these could have been doubted.
brushed off.
But they were NOT, and the work these women warriors do is DRIVEN BY PASSION, an internal fire.
The work they do, carries that passion in it,
its contagious.
DO WHAT YOU LOVE.

Presented with a dream.....will I question it? question myself? Sit and think of all the reasons it wouldnt work? the way it might fail? ways I might be dissapointed?

OR

given a dream .....will I embrace it with faith? live it out with passion? Driven by the JOY of doing something I LOVE...detach myself from the outcome.... simply doing it, because it honors my soul's true desire.
Share a gift I have been given.

I wanted to buy her book SOOOO bad, but I had no cash :(

She leans over again from behind the table, tilts her chin down to look at me through her glasses and says "I want you to have it". just go online and pay me later. People dont do this sort of thing much.....trust one another. But the thing is, she wasnt worried about making money, she was worried about spreading the message she had originally felt the ache to spread. the undeniable yearning that drove her to write the book.
She trusted herself, and that was all it took to trust me.
Trust me. Believe me. Without a doubt, Put faith in me.

The time is NOW (tomorrow may never come..)for ME
to trust ME.
believe in ME.
Without a doubt,
have FAITH.

'It takes a giant leap of FAITH
to discover
YOU CAN FLY'

Whatever my(your)DREAMS may be,
however outrageous, however strange, however unconventional, however intimidating
however BEAUTIFUL
however {seemingly} FRAGILE

GIVE YOUR DREAMS WINGS

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One Tiny butterfly
shows what it means
to have enduring courage
and dignity,
so that even when the wind
takes it in an unknown direction,
it flies,
staying strong, staying brave.

One tiny butterfly
Lifts itself up
with THE LIGHT
DEEP INSIDE ITS SOUL,
rising on wings of HOPE.
for a safe and renewing journey...

You're like that butterfly,
brave and beautiful.
I know your courageous spirit
will carry you through this
just like it has carried you
so many times before.