I’ve been thinking a lot about dreams lately, & not necessarily the big shiny ones people clap for, but the quiet ones too. The stubborn ones. The ones that follow you around even when you pretend you’re too busy, too tired, too grown up now, too “normal" or the should I really still be doing this dreams?
Mine showed up again this week.
It didn’t knock.
It just walked straight in, muddy boots and all, carrying a guitar like it owned the place.
And honestly… I think yes, we should still be chasing them dreams, because if you love it, every small win, is still winning at your dreams, right?
Because every time I try to ignore it, music finds a way to tap me on the shoulder.
In the car.
In the kitchen. In the shower & in my actual dreams! Even In the middle of a day that wasn’t going well, but mostly In the middle of a peaceful moment.
It’s like my dream keeps saying:
“I’m still here.
Are you with me?”
So this is me, showing up!
Again.
Still.
Always. And trying another app, here at create scene, to get myself out to the world.
If you’re reading this, I want to know something — and be honest:
What dream keeps coming back for you, no matter how many times life tries to talk you out of it?
Tell me below. I’m listening... 👂🎀🧡👩🏻🦰🎵