I have been on a "blogging sabatical" so-to-speak. I've been busy but among other things just really didn't know what to write. I am not the type to bore someone with my daily doings/ramblings, so I really only try to write in here when I feel like I have something of worth to write. Not that the last month hasn't been worthwhile, just a lot of soul searching and music listening.I am quickly realizing that music is one of the constants in my life that makes anything possible. From working on tedious tasks at work to working out to sleeping. If you have trouble sleeping and you haven't tried calming/relaxation music... you really should. A sample track came on my digital picture frame and I have been getting to sleep earlier and earlier every night.
But... I didn't write this post to chit chat about Enya music, now did I?
Almost exactly 13 months ago, I was visiting Branson and went into Walgreens and found the above pictured bamboo. It had a pink pot, so I was immediately drawn. Then, I read the description and found out it was lucky bamboo. I'm not much for superstitions, but I needed some luck at the time. I was just two months from graduation and jobless with no real leads.
So, I bought the bamboo and literally told my friend I was with that my wish was to just hear back from my current (now) place of employment. I didn't even have to have a job there, just hear back and gain some closure or something. It was really my dream job, and consequently that dream came true.
Fast forward 13 months and I am talking with my dear mother. She is going through a change of jobs and gets a call back from her dream job. She is torn because of the time commitment and worried if she turns it down she will have regrets later. The irony of this conversation astounded me, I was so worried to move to Branson. Would I meet new friends, would I like it there in the off-season, would my dream job ever contact me? Most of all, would I regret it if I never tried?
Regret is a powerful thing, there are pros and cons to every situation. I am absolutely certain that I did the right thing by moving here and ultimately I have gotten what I dreamed for that day I bought the bamboo [which now appropriately sits in my office].
This is what I have learned about dreams... they can change and evolve, they would probably stay the same if you had never achieved them them, and most of all they aren't always what you expected... and that can be alarming but it is O.K.
The other thing I've learned about dreams is that achieving them only leads to bigger and better ones. I may not remember my dreams I have at night, very often, but the ones I produce while awake aren't just day dreams, they are slowly becoming reality... and that in itself is fantisically terrifying.
So, I will close with these words of advice...
Dreams are a lot like wishes, you never know when they will come true... so choose wisely.
Loyally,
Kristin
