Tasty Little Dream Bits

Roxanne of Champion of My Heart commented on my Digging Up Dreams post, reminding me that besides the big dream, such as a horse vacation in Europe, you need to have a little piece of your dreams built into each day.

I agree.

Too many people end up disappointed because they think that they’ll be happy when they have this person in their life, when they buy their dream home, when they get a new vehicle, and so on. If you only believe you’ll be happy when you reach your goal, you are going to miss the fun along the way. And God help you if you lose what you worked so hard to achieve.

How many times have you heard that “It’s the journey that counts.” Well, obviously, many people have not heard it enough, or they just don’t get it.

One of my dreams is to write a book and get it published, but if I don’t enjoy the daily writing that is required, I’m not going to ever reach my goal of finishing the book. And when I’m done, I’m going to be sitting around asking “Now what?” rather than starting up another writing project.

And if I want to go horse camping in the Black Hills with Luke, I better put the work in on him on smaller trails and build up how long he’s on a trailer, and learn how to use a picket line and the other equipment I’ve never used before, so the trip ends up being successful and fun and not an accident waiting to happen.

And if I want to enter Java and I in a skijoring race next winter, we both have a lot of work to do.

But the thing is, if you enjoy what you are doing, well, it’s still work, and it can be frustrating at times, and okay, you might want to quit, but it’s fun work. Right? Every step forward is a fist pumping, dancing moment. Right?!

It’s been almost a year since I started on the D journey. Little by little, I’m getting clearer on how I want to live my life and where I want my focus to be. Like…

Every day has to have at least one POW (piece of heaven) moment. That can be watching the sunrise or sunset, taking a walk with Java, going trail riding, or talking to my son on the phone. There are so many things to take in every day. POW moments are really not that hard to find if you open your eyes and mind.

And now this will sound contradictory to what I just stated, but I’m a woman, so I can do that. I mean I may be gaining clarity but I have a long way to go. There is still a part of me that is confused about who I am and what is really important to me right now. Big portions of my life are being ripped away, things that I built my identity around and that determined how I spent my time. Maybe that’s a good thing, to be forced to think about this stuff, to shed some things and try on some others. But it’s sure not easy.

Hopefully it’s not true that an old dog can’t learn new tricks.