I know the image of an old person is generally not linked to a dreamer but that is just what I am. Many think old people are just supposed to “sit back and watch”, their dream days are behind them. To that I say poppycock…. 🙂
Dreaming is a lifelong process that never ends. My earliest dreams were to try to touch the sky. For some reason I have always been attracted to looking up. Even as a very young boy in the early 1950s I could be found lying in the grass on a summer night looking up at the stars and dreaming about them and what the future might hold for me.
I was just a dreamy kid and have been all my life. The nightime sky to me was, and still is, the epitome of beauty. How could all those bright lights up there just be hanging in the sky so many miles away? How could those clouds be anything but cotton balls? Those nights in the dewy grass started me on a lifelong journey that will not end until I take my last breath.
Dreaming is a natural process for all of us. Some of us embrace it and some of us allow the dark sides of life to strangle it out of existence. Without dreams there are no ambitions. Without dreams there is no future. This part of my life is about dreams and how to grab them and not let go. Everyone needs to take a serious glimpse into their own dreamworld on a regular basis.
Negativity has no place in my dreams and neither does fear which is also so prevalent in today’s world. Welcome to my journey here at RJsCorner, sometimes it is surreal and sometimes off-the-wall but I don’t think it is ever boring. That is just the kind of guy I am, even in my even in my seventh decade of life…