Video up at YT:
I’m 37 and still dreaming…
I know how silly I must look to some people. No matter how old I get, I still prioritize my ideals over my security and well-being. I want to love what I do. I want to wake up every morning and feel good about what I have planned for that day. I can make certain compromises but only if they will lead to more freedom and allow me to do what comes naturally to me.
I want to monetize my passions without sacrificing substance or trying to sound like someone I'm not. I want to be my own boss and prioritize honesty and fun over profits and still live well. I want to follow my inspiration rather than just push myself to work hard every day.
It probably sounds ridiculous coming from someone my age, but I've see enough to know that there is a rhyme and a reason to how life works. I know that we create our own reality with our thoughts, our words and our actions.
With all the potential outcomes of all the different choices I could possibly make in a day, all the different paths I could end up taking, I know that there are paths that are fulfilling and don't require me to "be more realistic".
I am already plenty realistic. I'm well aware of the fact that I will die one day, and that things go wrong. I'm aware that life can bring us to our knees, I've been brought to my knees before too.
There is nothing unrealistic about being idealistic. To be idealistic means to strive for better. It doesn't mean we don't acknowledge where we are at.
I'm 37 and I don't have much to my name. I don't have kids or a house, I don't know exactly how to get where I want to go. I've failed at more things than I can count. I've missed out on countless opportunities, and I don't know how many more I'll get while living in this physical body.
What I do know is that as long as I have the energy to keep going, I can still move closer and closer to my ideals. I know that magic exists. I've seen incredible things and met incredible people. I've experienced life as a mirror, and after all these years I'm finally starting to make peace with it.
Now that I'm able to accept where I'm at, I feel as if things can finally get on the track they were meant to be on all along.
I may fail. It doesn't matter. Life is beautiful and horrible enough that we can find whatever it is we are looking for. I choose to seek beauty, harmony, peace and love. I choose to believe that I can have it all, and I will be content with whatever I get.
That's the only way I want to live, so if I look silly dreaming in my late 30's that's not my problem. I'm quite happy with the path I'm on.