Night wanes and clouds collide orchestrating a bleak activation to my morning ritual. Outside I see grey. I can sense it in the air, thick with desolation, it will volley as it did the preceding era. And the delusions of my subconscious can offer no escape. I am entombed in a cycle of permanent nature. Why must things be this or that? Black or white? Why must we pick our chosen conduit before having given sensible thought? Clock in. Clock out. Clock in. Clock out. It repeats itself. Where are the turquoises and greeneries of the overlooked? Where does the wind blow when it prefers not to shadow the tides? How does the moon wax when there is nothing for it to convert? Why do we fear simplicity and voyage far more than a nauseating routine? Have we lied to ourselves about vocation? Are we missing the beauty set forth into this world by Our Creator? Have we fallen from our deliberate hallways into a somber of reminiscing? We do not know what could be, because we are content with just being. I, for one, can no longer observe while the world grows distant to me.
The Beatles caught on to something interestedly special with this song. As I get older, I find myself thinking about the meaning behind this song more often. When I first heard the song, it was on my father’s “louder than required” home stereo, and I just recollect the smirk on his face. Once the song was finished, he turned to me to see my expression. I had a grin from earlobe to earlobe. Wow, what a great song! I thought. That’s where a true love for the song originated, with my father.
In twenty-three years of life, I’ve seen the crueler side of people. Strangers who yell at you, who are aggressive, and verbally damaging to your moral. As if you don’t already have a feeling that the world has lost all of the good bits. Sadly, you only come across this more and more everyday you grow up. This brings peoples guards up which can result in surface level relationships, back stabbing, and gossip. Don’t you ever want that to stop? Is your guard up constantly from previous verbal trauma? The only sort of cure or remedy that I’ve discovered is love.
Love is the most powerful and complicated sensation that exists. It binds us all together and it could tear us all apart. It’s fragile, delicate, and requires a bit of nurturing, but it’s rewarding. Rewarding in the way that you’re surrounded by people who cheer you on in life’s difficulties. A support system that truly heals the body and mind. Love can make the cruelest person modify their behavior.
Everyone must think that we are meant to be surrounded by other people, and when you see people who choose to isolate themselves you should ask yourself why. Why is that person choosing, perhaps not willingly, to separate themselves from everyone? Isolation can breed into many other things: hate, insecurity, and pain. Why would you want any one to go through that, let alone at your own hands?
The answer to the question could lie in the very environment that surrounds you. Ask yourself these three questions:
- Do people around you lift each other up in support?
- Is there negativity or toxicity that prohibits people from showing their emotions?
- And finally, how are you treating others around you?
If any of those answer make you uncomfortable, then you need to correct it right away. Why should anyone have to deal with those kinds of feelings? It’s painful and leaves scares that in time will hurt themselves or others.
I’ve always found socializing tremendously difficult. I’m awkward, weird, and I don’t live like most people my age which makes it difficult to have a relationship that exists deeper than the surface. But I want to do things differently. I want to put love into this world and never leave a situation where I wished I should have acted differently. I want to put the time in to a relationship that is bound by love.
I’ll leave you with the following question. How much love do you see in your world? Could it possibly benefit from more?
I know that my wife and I travel uncharted seas into the unforeseeable future, but we know that love is all we need to make it through.
Achievement is a destination that we all wish to see.
We wish to achieve our goals and succeed in our dreams, but how do we get there?
The road to our dreams is not always an easy one. We get setback every time we take a step forward, but what if I was to tell you that’s normal?
The road to your dreams won’t always be paved with glory and riches. The road to your dreams has potholes, caution signs, and road washouts, but the destination will always be worth it.
One of these days you’ll look back and smile at the road behind you.
Let the world be your ocean, and your dreams be the ship you sail on.
Rejection is the first step to success
Rejection is inevitable.
You record your debut song, finish the first draft of your novel, or your finish the first cut of you film only to be pulled apart by vultures and rejected. Rejection is the worst feeling you can experience, especially when you put your art out there, but never allow rejection to hinder you.
Every great person in history has faced rejection or opposition. It’s only natural for someone to oppose your dreams.
Martin Luther King Jr faced opposition from those who believed segregation was lawful. His goal was for every man, regardless of color, to have equal rights, and he fought for that. He spent time in jail, and died for that dream. Now, I’m not saying you need to do the same. This is an extreme case but it’s one to recognize. If someone could achieve something so incredible, then why can’t you?
You can, and you need to convince every single person you know, that you know what you’re doing, even if you don’t. Fake it until you make it. You need to sell your dreams to others so that they buy into that vision.
The journey is just as important as the destination
You’ve probably heard a million times that, “the journey is just as important as the destination.” It’s a phrase that people say to set realistic expectations, fearing that the destination will be a letdown once reached.
As an avid hiking, I can empathize with that statement.
I’ve pictured many hikes in my head ending in perfect sunsets and stunning views, only to end in an anticlimactic way. It’s disheartening, but that’s life. Surprisingly, those anticlimactic hikes have always had the best journeys. Including the best conversations, the best occurrences, and the deepest meanings. When you weigh the positives of the journey, it greatly out weighs the negatives of the destination.
Regardless, welcome every minute you spend trying to achieve your goals as a friend. Smile at the whole picture. Remember that it always takes time to get where you’re going. It’s never an occurrence that happens overnight.
Welcome caution signs
People will try to warn you of the road ahead. They will go as far as to persuade you to turn back before it’s too late. They’ve tried to do the same things that you’re doing, and had no success doing it. So they believe it’s an impossible feat of man to accomplish.
Listening to caution signs can always be very helpful. They’re wise lessons to keep in our minds, but don’t let that halt your ship. When someone offers their stories of defeat, listen, and pass on. Anything can be achieved merely with a shift of perspective.
Perspective is everything, and having fresh set of eyes seeing a dream come to life is the best perspective you can have.
Never let the dream die
Never, never, never, ever let the dream die.
If something doesn’t work, try a different approach.
If you’re not reaching the audience you want, try a different tactic.
When things feel routine, change it up. Make sure things remain fresh.
And when you don’t believe you can, have someone around to encourage you otherwise.
If we all have one life to live, then we should really live the life we want to.
So remember, never let the dream die.
Paradise is on the horizon.