Katili challenged me to list six of my dreams, my wishes and hopes. It sounds easy, to know what you yearn, but when I started to write down my list, I found that it wasn’t as simple as I had thought.
It’s not that I wouldn’t know what I want. I just don’t know, if I would be disappointed if the wishes didn’t come true. And if so, are those things wishes at all?
Maybe I’m only a realistic. I know there are things I can wish for, I know there are things I can do to make my dreams come true, and I know there are things that just won’t succeed in this life, things I just have to live with, cope and make the best with them.
I could wish my back wouldn’t trouble me any more, but at the same time I know the facts of my backbone. To lessen the pain I can’t only dream; I have to exercise and stretch my muscles constantly. The condition of my back is up to me.
I could wish that depression wouldn’t come sneaking upon me. I most surely don’t want to sink into that black hole again and to hinder that, I must try to listen to myself, to be aware of myself. I know the symptoms, oh yes, I know them more than well, so I must be quicker than depression. It’s up to me to fight against it, and never let go.
I could wish that the joy in creating would in the future still be a joy, the mere amaze of writing, taking photos and painting would still have magic, but I also know that there are always times when it’s better to stop everything. I can’t be creative all the time and only pour out what’s in me. I have to fill me up with new things and that requires times of doing nothing.
It’s up to me to tolerate the times of less imagination.
I could wish to publish a book. Well, I already did that, and maybe sometime, I’ll publish another one, all by myself, just like I want it to be. My own publisher. I like it, because the recognition of me is more important than the recognition of others. It’s up to me to like and appreciate the things I do.
I could wish for more or less, but I believe my wishes aren’t that important. It’s more important what I do. Maybe I’m dull, but this is me and I just have to live with myself.
To other people, my wishes are: all the best. Nothing more exact. Only the best you can do.
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How about your dreams? Catch the challenge and write about your wishes. Yes, just you.
14 comments:
You wrote "I could" in all your wishes. That is like a poem, if you should write down your six wishes, you put them in a question area. May be I could wish. An interesting point of view. And yet somehow sad. You do not permit yourself to even dream. Why? Dreams are free. I wish I could help you to say I dream instead of I could dream. Go ahead, let yourself free to dream.
I wish I knew.
I wish I knew how.
I wish that your back and my knee catch up with the rest of us.
I dream of a wish that isn't mine.
I wish that the turtles on the log at Greenlake park will be granted eternal life.
I wish we all knew the meaning of loss.
Yes, I see your point, Katili, and I understand how this text might be read. Someone has said that people without dreams are dead, but in spite of that, I disagree. I'm feeling very much alive.
I've wished a lot in my life and many of my dreams have come true. I feel quite content, maybe that's the dead part in me...:))
One wish I have though, that autumn and winter would disappear, because I hate darkness and icy cold days with snowy, slippery streets.
Well, that wish is to come true some day, because of the climate getting warmer.
So, beware of your dreams -they may come true...
Six wishes, scaughtfive.
I bet everyone is, in some point of their lives, getting to know the meaning of loss. The reaction only differs.
Love the remake of the photo! No more 'hui' ;).
I'm too superstitious to make any wishes, hopes and dreams in writing :D Besides, life is full of surprises and the cynic in me believes that wishes never turn out as wished! However your's seem to be under control. Is the cynic in you?
Remaking makes wonders, Lepis!
I was cynical when I was younger -I thought it was a sign of wisdom and being witty. Now I think it's just boring. Or I like to think that cynicsm has turned into realism. Which one is better....:))
Uskalla toivoa.
Minä toivon vakituista työpaikkaa, pois näistä pätkistä, isompaa asuntoa. Lasta sitten joskus. En muuta.
The latter is better! More realistic, even thou it applies only to certain things in life. Thankfully! Other vice it coud get too rough.
Niin, toivotaan, että toiveesi toteutuvat.
And we wouldn't want things to get too rough, Lepis!
I wish that dream of a wish was a wish. There. That makes six.
That's enough:)
I wished for a half-dozen doughnuts. My granddaughter brought me a dozen. I ate three of my wishes and she ate two. I saved three and the rest were pilfered by hands that were quicker than either of ours. :)
A dozen! That's quite a many wishes:)
Good that you succeeded to hide some, Mick!
Hi Sususpetal! Back home and profiting from the holidays, I’m trying to catch up your posts (What a nice week: June 10th, Portugal’s Day; June 13th, Lisbon’s Day - St. Anthony of Lisbon, not Padua… ;)).
I share at least one of your dreams: that my back wouldn't trouble me anymore... ;))
The name dropper is amazing!
Have a great weekend!
Blogtrotter
GMG, you're moving so fast I can't get up to you!
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