Keeping your dreams
I think it must have been on Facebook that I saw it and when I did, I smiled.
A well-known local businessman listed one of his desires as playing in a mature rock band.
It was good to see that someone else shares my dream; I’ve been a rocker for longer than I care to remember. Readers of this column know what a huge fan of Hendrix I am. I grew up on his music as well as that of Alvin Lee and Ten Years After.
What really tickles me about the businessman’s desire, though, is that despite his success he hasn’t given up on his dream. So many people, when they enter the world of mortgages and transporting children to and fro, give up their real dreams, which become “childish” and “impractical” in the face of these realities.
Does it have to be one or the other, though? There’s nothing wrong with keeping your dreams, once they don’t become your reality. Dreams give you something beautiful to live for, even if not actively pursued.
Too many people, the way I see it, give up on their talent and dreams too easily. I can name about four people right off who are very talented musicians and just don’t play anymore, because they think they are “past that”. As far as I am concerned, you can never be past fulfilling the talent that the Most High gave you. It’s a part of who you are and to ignore it is like flying in the Father’s face. You wouldn’t want to do that, now would you?
To the businessman, rock on, my brother. When you’re ready to start the band, I know a good percussionist.