Unicorn

I remember when I was a kid I used to day dream alot. My imagination used to run wild and I loved it. I pictured all my deepest desires and everything I wanted to have; and my imagination never let me down. I’m talking about all sorts of dreams whether it be about my future house, my future husband, my career or the type of foods I would eat, places I would go and people I would meet. Everyday my future looked different, but regardless of what I envisioned, I always day dreamed about possibilities and things that would make me happy.  As an adult I have noticed that I don’t day dream anymore; but I can’t seem to pin point the age when I stopped. When reflecting on this, I thought it’s because I’ve been too busy. But now that I have free time on my hands I’ve come to realise that it’s not the lack of time that stopped me from day dreaming; rather my mind is no longer interested in unrealistic and imaginative thoughts. Instead, it is interested in planting the seed of doubt and worry. Don’t get me wrong, I am not walking around all gloomy and negative. I just question the practicality of my thoughts and desires. 

I know this because I have actively started to day dream. I remind myself to stop and picture what I would like my future to look like.  But positive thoughts probably only last 2 minutes, if even that. It doesn’t take long before I start thinking about the practicality of my dreams and how I am no where near where I need to be to obtain them. For example, when I picture my dream house, I don’t imagine all the little things that will make it possible, instead I stop myself by thinking ‘please! That kind of house would be so expensive I would never be able to afford it; don’t even go there’. 

As an adult I seem to know what dreams are realistic and which ones aren’t; but I’ve come to realise that dreams aren’t meant to be realistic. Anything that is realistic isn’t a dream it’s a goal; and these two are not the same things. Dreams are meant to be  unrealistic, but just because they’re unrealistic, it doesn’t mean that they are impossible. They’re meant to be creative and full of light; they’re meant to put a smile on your face and make your heart beat stronger. Goals on the other hand, are always realistic and achievable, they’re thought through and are there to help you strategise your life. What we forget is that if we only ever set goals, then we will always set boundaries around what our lives should look like. Goals please our minds, but not our hearts. Our hearts miss out on the joy of life when we don’t dream. 

Since when did we make our minds so boring and rigid? Life doesn’t have to be complicated and it doesn’t have to be dry; even if our dreams never come true, thinking about them gives us the ability to strive for more. Life is so much sweeter when you let go and imagine all the possibilities that can come your way.  I’m tired of being complicated, realistic and logical. I’m bored of the black and white and even the shades of grey in which my life can form. I want to see the rainbows and all the colours that my imagination can create; I want to let my heart take over and stop my mind from taking control. Deep down I am a dreamer and I’ll always be a dreamer; but I’ve been hiding away from my own imagination and dreams.

Little by little I will allow my imagination to go wild again and hopefully one day I can catch myself day dreaming again. 

Go on, let yourself day dream and find out where your heart wants to take you. 

Love always,

Miss Dreamer