The reason this post came about is because two nights ago I dreamt I was living in Paris and it felt so real I had convinced my waking self that I had actually been there. I remember looking straight up the Eiffel tower and being swooned by its majesty, how grand it stood. I remember the cozy Parisian home I lived in and the roommates that came and went. I remember feeling free and lost in life and not a thing bothered my soul. I was content. And for an hour after waking from my wonderful dream, I had sighed in its wonder: the wonder of Paris.
Two days later and I'm back in the land of reality. And if there's anything I have taken from my dream experience are two things: a) I can choose to make my dreams wherever I reside and b) I should lose myself to life in all that surrounds me. Truth is, I have a lot to be thankful for, but we as humans are always reaching for beyond, for more.
It's like life is a drug and once we become immune to one aspect of it, we look for another piece to impart us a new high.
And not that reaching for bigger and better things isn't a good thing, it's the selfish trance that we fall under that makes us lose the bigger picture, or smaller at that. For me, it's my kids. I never imagined being a mother, but fate chose that route for me and I truly believe in doing so, it brought about the most unimaginable gift I have ever known: unconditional love.
So I may never go to Paris and that's ok. I will survive. That's kinda been my motto since my early college years. I will still have dreams, both asleep and awake. I will still remember standing next to the Eiffel tower and feeling small, yet alive. In the grand scheme of things, it's kinda a metaphor for the true meaning of life. It doesn't matter how small we may feel next to this large world we live in, it only means we have a better view. It's just up to us how we choose to view it.
Take it all in. Enjoy the whole view.
Look up and be in awe.
My motto in college. Personalized license plate.