There are certain misconceptions about life that pessimists will refer to as “reality.” They are alternate perspectives that teach us to be content with the idea that the glass is half empty, that we should all just play the hand at face value we are dealt and give up on what is in our hearts and dreams.
This mentality may lead to being safe from any discomfort or extreme danger, but it is not healthy for your soul. It will kill your dreams and make life into nothing more than ticking clock you will only wish would speed up.
Thankfully, this isn’t the way your life has to work. It’s not what seems most logical or rational, it’s what you make of it. You can take your dreams and bring them to life if you believe it’s possible and you have the ability and resources to do so. Never let your dreams go, they are what keeps you on track to the fruitful life you’ve always wanted to have. It is now time to look at the 3 classic symptoms of killing our dreams that you must make sure you stay away from.
Symptom 1: Time
The first symptom of the process of killing our dreams is the lack of time. Some of the busiest people on planet earth have the time to do everything they want to accomplish and manage to get it done effectively because they love what they are doing and are always fighting towards their dream.
Those who do nothing to better themselves are consistently tired, pay no attention to what’s wrong with their lives and always try to go around the little amount of work they have to do. They complain constantly that the day is too short. The truth is, they are just afraid to fight the good fight.
They want the day to be shorter so they can forget about all of the opportunities they are ignoring, they want life to stop taunting them and telling them to work harder. There is always enough time to focus, enough time to do something move closer to your goal.
Symptom 2: Certainties
The second symptom of the death of our dreams lies within our certainties. Many of us don’t understand that life’s greatest reward is the journey it takes us on. This is why we think it’s acceptable to ask so little of the universe because it’s all we are ever going to get return.
The truth is, however, that you get what you put in. Many are afraid to pursue their dreams because of self doubt and the uncertainties that go hand in hand with the outcome of all of our efforts. They decide that if there is anything certain about what will happen to those who take risks, it’s defeat and frustration.
They refuse to see the delight, the immense delight in the hearts of those engaged in this battle. For these people, neither victory nor defeat is important; what’s important is only that they are taking advantage of life’s opportunities and proving over and over again that they are worthy of success by having the courage to try and attain it.
Symptom 3: Peace
The third symptom of the passing of our dreams is the peace within us. Life becomes a Sunday afternoon; we ask for nothing grand, and we cease to demand anything more than we are willing to give. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature; we put aside the fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement.
We are surprised when people our age say that they still want this or that out of life. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams – we have refused to fight the good fight. We have given up and have settled with what only seems feasible to maintain.
When we renounce our dreams and find peace, we go through a short period of tranquility. But the dead dreams begin to rot within us and infect our entire well-being.
We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That’s when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat – disappointment and defeat – come upon us because of our cowardice and ignorance.
And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death. It’s death that frees us from our certainties, from our work, and from that terrible peace of our Sunday afternoons.
