“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.”Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
It’s been over a decade from when I first read the book. I wouldn’t give myself the credit to fully appreciate it back then. I was such a different person, with such a different dream. Mine, but not in reality.
Today, my reality is to dream.
Dream of a purpose that is my destiny.
Every waking moment, I strive to articulate.
Through words, actions, and thoughts alike.
What makes me, me.
What drives me today.
What are my hopes for the future that lies ahead.
What role do I want to craft in it.
Yes it is all a dream. Doesn’t not make it my reality.
I’ve always lived in the idea of things. Called myself idealistic. I almost came close to beating myself up about it. And then I read The Alchemist quote. Again.
It’s not the idea of things that I live in, but the possibility.
The possibility of a dream, come true.
Life, so far, has been such a wonderful, trying, weird, touching, experience – a mixture of all things I am grateful for, most of all for the alchemists in my own life that have fueled my curiosity to keep dreaming.
As I stand on the brink of another dream, I remind myself everyday that there are endless possibilities in this life – and because you are alive, everything is possible.
To dream the impossible dream
Of a world full of love, a life full of harmony
To dream of acceptance being the norm and a ubiquitous reality
Of curiosity being contagious, and minds free thinking
To dream of real connection, and selfless empathy
It’s a lifetime of pursuance of my purpose, my destiny.