No one aspires to ordinary dreams.
You have a dream, it’s a deep and boundless possession that doesn’t have room for doubt, or concern for limitations. The gift of dreams is their ability to understand your soul. Dreams translate the foreign concept into a familiar ideal. They deliver you a patch of grass to rest your head on as you navigate a blueprint that is very well tendered out of stardust and might.
Dreams give us wings, no matter the place we inhabit or the challenge we face. Dreams do not suffer excuses. They do not consider failure to be an ending, just the next beginning. In the goodbye of one missed opportunity comes the hello of your next shot.
Dreams only concern themselves with the most important thing- that you believe in them wholly and that you follow them regardless of the signs that tell you to stop, throw up your hands, surrender.
I am re-blogging this post I read over at Khamillion’s place the other night. It took my breath away and it brought a tear to my eye, after which that tear invited friends and well, yanno . . .
K has a way with words and a knack for brilliant finds. Check out this photo shoot with 12 year old Luka and photographer Matej Peljhan, who brought Luka’s dreams to life.