I remember when I used to daydream a lot. I’d wish I had more time at home, I’d wish I could spend more time at the beach. I’d wish I could do school pick-ups, cook dinner every day, clean the house midweek. I’d wish I could spend my days doing something creative. And then last November I decided it was time to stop dreaming and start doing.
The problem with dreams is often we don’t chase them hard enough. We find reasons to not actively chase them – money, fear, job security, society standards and expectations, self-doubt – instead choosing to daydream and wish it could be.
Sometimes we feel we don’t deserve to chase our dreams. Shouldn’t we be working hard in that work-a-day job that gives us a secure fortnightly pay cheque? No, we shouldn’t. What we “should” do is what fills the soul with joy.
I used to sit in front of my monitor in my office and wonder how the hell I landed there. I was counting down the years to early retirement. Don’t get me wrong I loved my job, as far as ‘jobs’ go. But I am a creative soul and my heart has always craved the arts. Somehow I was very fortunate with the opportunities I was presented with over the years and made some amazing career choices. Those choices kept me sitting behind that monitor doing what I thought I did best. I made money, I made investments and spent my money wisely. And then one day I realised, I didn’t need more money, I need time. I need quality time.
I hate money and all it represents. When people share their large purchases with me I feel uneasy. I don’t like talking about money, I don’t feel it is important enough to spend time engaging about it. I don’t envy those with more money than I, nor do I aspire to have more money. I don’t want a fancy house or a flash car, or a bigger television or more furniture, I want time. I want quality time.
I had a conversation with a friend the other day about the days I was time poor and how working full time had sucked the life out of me. I came to the realisation that we are either time or cash poor, maybe we are not designed to have both. I walk around now smiling to myself, all this time to do whatever I choose. I love it. All the money in the world could not replace this feeling of euphoria. And although I have realised that now I am in fact flat broke, I don’t even care. New pairs of shoes or bling or make up or whatever it is we buy to fill that void never, EVER gave me this feeling that I am experiencing now, this freedom. I have the one thing money cannot buy, I have time man!
People aspire to be something that brings them peace or happiness, or both. But how often do people really chase those dreams. We can walk around vocalising what we want to do with our precious lives but until that moment we actually face fear and listen to our heart of hearts, we will continue to walk around dreaming. It all boils down to how bad you want it and what lengths you will go to get it.
Well, how bad do you want it?