A Dream for Today

Could you capture the world with all of your hoping
Store all of your dreaming in colorful jars
I've ample cupboards to fill with courage and strength
Pots and pans to alert the world that life is here
Dust will pile, wood tables get scratched
But inside this home is plenty of love, joy, and peace.

My resolution to write more has been interesting. I've found that often I don't write because I feel like I need to say something. But my head is so cluttered I don't know what the message is I need to get out. So my method of late is to just start putting down words. Not thinking about a sentence structure or theme, but freely letting things come out. I'll start with a word and then put whatever word sounds nice beside it, and then a word beside that. Somehow or another I've ended up writing a lot about dreams and faith in relation to everyday objects. I guess I'm searching to put giant, seemingly un-attainable things into familiar  physical terms. In a phrase, I'm "realizing my dreams in the world of today". Too often we put off our dreams, imaging that they will happen once our ducks are all in a row- we've got the money in the bank, a clean house, a clear head, and a nice wardrobe. I want to practice the realization of how possible they are today in all of my lack and all of my abundance.

Tear out the pages from books I had written of things I said I never would do.

The plans of life have withered away;

The details of our present, blossoming beauties.

Good riddance to failures, shortcomings, and slip-ups. 

Before us lies a mountain of dreaming

With no extra weight allowed in our sack.

Impossibility may become our sustenance

For what is adventure without fear and awe.

Growing and stretching muscles of trying.

Conquering castles and foraging forests.

We're explorers whose excursions never are ending.

And dreamers who live for the day after next.

No More Bland.

Please allow me to share a few life-changing, deeply personal thoughts.

I love my child.

Getting things done is overrated. Recording and remembering the beautiful stages of growth in another human is absolutely amazing and of great value. Words really cannot describe. In my personal journal I began a list of the things Hanley does that I especially enjoy of late. The list didn't seem to be ending, so I summed it up thus:

Life before baby was so bland. Of course there were challenges and joys, but the challenges were polite and gentle, like a Sit & Be Fit workout, and then came Tae Bo. And the joys were like raisins that some children are told are a dessert, until they are introduced to chocolate peanut butter ice cream.  Incomparable. Sweet Hanley has made all of life so grand.

Such sweetness.