I am finding to dream my own dreams leaves me less than satisfied. My imagination is limited by defined experiences or visions planted by others. I want to own the dreams of a child once more. That time when there was no definition to possibilities because I hadn’t yet been taught of the world.
I had a glimpse of those dreams a few days ago. I stuck a coin to a wall wanting to see it stay there…and it did….until I remembered how I had learned it shouldn’t.
Time to close my eyes to all I know and imagine the possibilities of all “I don’t yet know”. That’s where I will find how to dream without definition once more.