Dreams

I miss social cues sometimes.

Perhaps I am too used to working with children… Children tend to wear their hearts on their sleeves. They cry when they are sad. They laugh when they are joyful. If they think you are silly, they will say so. Their annoyance is rarely disguised. But adults are more subtle.

I need to learn how to listen better to the hearts of other adults. As adults, we rarely allow ourselves to openly express what is truly in our hearts. Perhaps it is out of fear - to protect our hearts from being hurt or rejected. But are we not rejecting our own hearts by suppressing them?

Or perhaps we have realized that there is more to learn by listening to what is expressed by others. In others, we can identify our own strengths and weaknesses. We can see potential alternate futures. Our role models and heroes are our “ideal” selves. By watching and listening, we can learn to take steps towards our dream realities.

They’ll call me crazy

until they understand

that I am just accomplishing my wildest dreams.

Is it not crazier

to avoid our dreams altogether?

I’d rather be nonstop.