When I was little, I wanted to be a monkey. Not for Halloween, but all the time. Olympic gymnast was a long time dream. Then I hoped to be a marine biologist, then a psychologist, followed by working in sports administration, which after a long round about path through event planning, non-profit management and fundraising, has eventually led to me to work in software. If you look at my path from what I wanted to do to where I am, it would seem that I’m off track. But if you truly followed the steps, you’d see that each step led to another in a meaningful way that eventually led me to a something that I never knew I wanted to do but fits so well with my skills and desires. And it took a lot of people to help me get there.
I think that’s what I love about this week. We can all go back to the days of dreaming about what we want to be, and for one night a year, we open our doors to strangers who trick or treat and greet each other with smiles, helping the dream feel real. We’re cautious as we drive, watching for firemen, princesses and superheros in our sights. We pretend to be braver and stronger.
We encourage dreaming. We reward creativity.
As we grow up, we often give up on dreaming. We forget who we wanted to be. We forget how to dream big and we stop believing that we can be brave and strong.
What did you dream of when you were little?
Maybe I can’t really become a monkey or reach the Olympics. Okay, I definitely can’t. But I can remember the dreams and find elements of myself that maybe I’d lost. I can use the help of those around me, who encourage my dreams and see the possibilities.
What are your dreams now?
Watch this week- the kids who dream of being something different, the parents who encourage the creativity, the friends who open their doors and reward all of those.
Let’s recapture that. Dream big this week, but don’t throw the dream off at the end of the week.