Those are the words of my old English teacher, prior to my participation in any vocal competition: “Come back with your shield or on it.”
I love that.
I have been thinking a lot about dreams lately–not sleep-dreams–destiny dreams. You know, those plans you make for yourself when you are alone and never say out loud–the ones you began envisioning when you were just a kid.
Is it possible…
Do you know what I think, Dear Reader? I think realizing one’s dreams is just a matter of pulling the thing out of the atmosphere one corner at a time and tacking it down wherever we happen to catch it. What I mean by that is this: rather than wait for the entire blanket of a dream to miraculously fall to the ground where we can wrap ourselves up in it, we should begin to pull whatever we can reach at the moment and bring it into our realm…and hang onto it. It may just be a small piece of the bigger picture, but it is a start.
And this, my friends, takes guts…
One of my old hens, “Peaches,” by name, found herself in a setting mood a few months back. She became determined to hatch out a brood of chicks and, once she and the other hens had amassed a clutch of about nine eggs, Peaches fluffed up on her haunches and began to set on those eggs with a diligence that would inspire the most pessimistic dreamer out there.
Twenty-one days passed and still she had not issued forth any chicks…but she would not give up on those eggs and then one day, Good Lookin’ and I drove up into the barnyard with more chicken scratch, and there was Peaches. Out from under her protective feathers toddled a bitty baby chick–just one–but what a beauty…and SUCH a proud mama!
None of the other eggs from that substantial clutch hatched. Later, we opened the eggs up to discover chicks that, for whatever reason, did not survive the transition from shell to nest, but that isn’t the point. The real story here is that Peaches’ determination to invest in what she had paid off with the position of motherhood, regardless of the number of offspring. She had attained her heart’s desire (yes, I fancy she has a heart).
I know, I know, Dear Reader…you are thinking my chicken story is simplistic at best. But, really, doesn’t it do the job of illustrating the importance of getting started with what is right in front of you?
I think so.
Richard M. DeVos said, “It is impossible to win the race unless you venture to run, impossible to win the victory unless you dare to battle.” Perhaps the secret to realizing a dream is to start with what you have.
Go on, Dear Reader, go out and take that victory once and for all…or die trying.