Age and ambition have a complicated relationship.
There are certain people who, as they get older, will stop dreaming, period.
Others will put their dreams in a box so they never spoil.
While others will actively kill their dreams out of fear or guilt.
And my personal favorite, the people who do dream big, but have literally zero intention of ever even beginning to lay the groundwork for making those dreams a reality.
Now, there is one other camp of dreamers on the list. People who do still dream as they mature, but with significantly less attachment and expectation.
Very different posture.
Having recently found myself in this last camp of dreamers, allow me to share what it feels like.
Instead of believing that happiness depends on getting something or becoming someone in the future, we are more honest and realistic about ourselves.
Instead of acquisitively driving our dreams from a place of ego, we accept and delight in the fact that our dreams are humbler than we originally thought.
Instead of demanding the world give us everything we desire, we adopt a more realistic attitude about how to attain the things we want, or if they’re worth attaining at all.
Instead of harboring illusions that our dreams will save us and set us free, we find the majority of our fulfillment en route to the goal.
Instead of forcing ourselves to accomplish things by society’s arbitrary time standards, we abide by our own sense tempo and rhythm and velocity and trajectory.
Proving, that we’re still dreaming, but with less baggage.
What’s more, our dreaming process is more spacious. Meaning, we keep slack in the system. We keep whitespace on the dream canvas.
Because who knows what will happen?
Life rarely conforms to our wishes, and it’s important to allow for some emptiness so there is room for the unexpected dreams to pop up and steal our hearts away.
Those dreams we never could have predicted but realize we can’t live without.
LET ME ASK YA THIS…
Will your dreams remain dreams when you insist on their being fulfilled instantly?