Do you dream? I do....not often at night while sleeping, but instead every moment of every day. Sometimes I find myself lost in dreams, so much so, that I can spend hours a day dreaming until I'm forced back to reality. Don't get me wrong, my reality is good....I've got a happy home, and everything I could ever need....but still I dream. I use to think that being a dreamer sometimes made me seem unmotivated or even lazy, or maybe that was just my perception of myself....as I sit in my dreams for hours. But now I know that I'm not unmotivated or lazy, I'm a dreamer. I dream about now and then and what's to come and what could have been. I dream about life and love and heaven. I dream about time and peace and simplicity. I dream about the world as God meant it to be. I dream about babies without mommies and daddies and mommies and daddies without babies. I dream about cures for conditions and diseases. I dream about joy and happiness and sadness and sorrow. I dream about saving and serving people. I dream about writing and picture taking and exploring. I dream about quiet....oh how I dream about quiet. I dream about music and beauty and passion. I dream....I'm a dreamer.
I dream about coming together with other dreamers to make a difference in our world.
“You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one.”
“All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty
recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but
the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams
with open eyes, to make it possible.”