I had a dream…and then another When I was yet a small kid, I used to climb our guava tree whenever I felt I needed to be alone. I spent hours there not like Juan tamad that just waits for the fruit to fall but instead I dreamt. I dream of the days when I will be a man, when I can be on my own. Dreaming of the things I want to have, seeing myself doing what I want to do. And now that I am a man… should be able to do the things that I want to, I would like to think I am working towards that dream, slowly building the blocks that makes that vision a reality. But then again, am I really? Or do I just allow myself to drift to the tides of time? Do I still know that dream several decades ago or did I let it die? Did I choose convenience over vision? Was I the Juan tamad? Choosing to do nothing while expecting a better result. Yet in reflection, I still have my breathe within me. And for so long as I have it, I can still dream. But this time I should know better. I will search in my heart and will dig down deeper, for there I can find my true desires. One of which I can call my own but really not. For that dream has been planted in me even before my time, to be my purpose, to be my reality. I may not have the strength to fulfill that dream but this I can say,” I will live that dream for I will spend the rest of my life pursuing it”. After all , life is spent on the journey not the destination.
Posted on: Sun, 15 Sep 2013 13:11:15 +0000
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