What did you want to be when you grew up. When we are children we have this enormous capacity to dream, sometimes that dream changed on a day to day basis. No matter what enamored us, anything seemed possible. Whatever we admired or had passion for seemed to pervade our thoughts and even affect our emotional state. The more we thought about it the more we resembled it. You could nearly always tell who was who in high school. Each clique had their mode of dress and proper outward representation of its core ideals. Present company included.
Fast Forward to Present. Have we achieved our dreams? Do we want to? We can look back at our youthful exuberance as foolhardy and impractical, but was it really? We were having a great time then, daydreaming or not. It is unfortunate that so called 'maturity' requires that we cast off those musings and burden ourselves with limits. The need to provide for ourselves takes center stage to the fulfillment of our supposed joy. Who put those limits upon us but ourselves! The wellspring of passion is still there, it's maybe just a trickle or it's routed into other ventures that perhaps do not serve our ultimate fulfillment.
We take in information all the time. Every second of every day we are under the pressures of our environment. Demands of our time and energies influence what we do. What do we do with all that information though. Snap judgements and forces of habit take a great deal of this processing out of our control. Predisposition, being set in our ways, and stubbornness, hamper our objectivity and paint a picture of our life that can get pretty boring to look at after a while. We can lose our connection to that wellspring of passion.
When we were younger we had a much wider screen or filter on our information intake and its relationship with how we express ourselves. If I could only view my world with the same fascination and awe as I did when I was a toddler. That would be something. As we age, our experiences in life and the manner in which we deal with them mold our recognition of what is real, at least what is real to us.
Collectively we ascribe to all manner of things that we consider to be objective reality, whether they are true or illusion. The sky is blue only because we all agree that what we perceive is the color blue, in any language. These types of beliefs are all determined by the things we can sense with our 5 senses. When a tree falls in the woods and there's no one there to hear it fall, does it still make a sound? TRICKY!! I think you get the idea though. Our senses inform our minds, This is our Mental Reality.
In like manner we accept for ourselves subjective reality, the things we can't see or feel but believe to be right or wrong. A Picasso can be beautiful or have some artistic value to one person yet evoke the exact opposite reaction from another person, resulting in reactions such as "It is a beautiful painting" from one person, and "It's Total Crap" from another. Our emotional convictions are evoked from our hearts, our spirit, our subconscious. Unfathomable and yet always ready to supply us with a higher level of experience. Here is where those dreams come from, the wellspring of passions I so fondly keep referring to.
The point in this is that while we are young we have a tremendous vulnerability, and this is good, because our subjective reality is fresh and alive. And our objective filter isn't so clogged with preconceived notions. Life comes barreling through our senses and experiences and establishes our objective convictions over time. For better or for worse. Like a river cutting its course across the land seeking its inevitable reunion with the sea, our repetitive responses to life's joys and sorrows make a rut into the landscape. We all do this. This is a completely singular and unique experience.
The wellspring flows only in one direction. It comes from within us. Our attitudes, our thoughts, and our actions are all expressions of our subjective, inner realm, if you will, into the objective, outer reality. Our ideals, our ultimate dreams, have got to get past what we think. Our thoughts are there at the surface of our consciousness playing king of the hill. The predominant thoughts that we have are our attitudes. Therefore a predominant attitude of 'I can't' tells us we never will. The 'Train That Could' told himself 'I think I can!' , and guess what, HE DID IT.
With enough perseverance we can accomplish whatever we set our minds to. Our passions may be a little different the older we get but they don't have to be limited or out of reach. We are the only ones that can hold us back from achieving our dreams. Being receptive to our inner self and truly desiring our Ideals, without hampering ourselves with negative impressions and attitudes, certainly will bring our inner world into a physical reality. This takes a little practice. With application into one's daily experience one will be surprised what they can achieve. Start small and you will find that each accomplishment is a building block to create the castle of your dreams a definite reality. Live your dream ..........don't just think about it.
Fast Forward to Present. Have we achieved our dreams? Do we want to? We can look back at our youthful exuberance as foolhardy and impractical, but was it really? We were having a great time then, daydreaming or not. It is unfortunate that so called 'maturity' requires that we cast off those musings and burden ourselves with limits. The need to provide for ourselves takes center stage to the fulfillment of our supposed joy. Who put those limits upon us but ourselves! The wellspring of passion is still there, it's maybe just a trickle or it's routed into other ventures that perhaps do not serve our ultimate fulfillment.
We take in information all the time. Every second of every day we are under the pressures of our environment. Demands of our time and energies influence what we do. What do we do with all that information though. Snap judgements and forces of habit take a great deal of this processing out of our control. Predisposition, being set in our ways, and stubbornness, hamper our objectivity and paint a picture of our life that can get pretty boring to look at after a while. We can lose our connection to that wellspring of passion.
When we were younger we had a much wider screen or filter on our information intake and its relationship with how we express ourselves. If I could only view my world with the same fascination and awe as I did when I was a toddler. That would be something. As we age, our experiences in life and the manner in which we deal with them mold our recognition of what is real, at least what is real to us.
Collectively we ascribe to all manner of things that we consider to be objective reality, whether they are true or illusion. The sky is blue only because we all agree that what we perceive is the color blue, in any language. These types of beliefs are all determined by the things we can sense with our 5 senses. When a tree falls in the woods and there's no one there to hear it fall, does it still make a sound? TRICKY!! I think you get the idea though. Our senses inform our minds, This is our Mental Reality.
In like manner we accept for ourselves subjective reality, the things we can't see or feel but believe to be right or wrong. A Picasso can be beautiful or have some artistic value to one person yet evoke the exact opposite reaction from another person, resulting in reactions such as "It is a beautiful painting" from one person, and "It's Total Crap" from another. Our emotional convictions are evoked from our hearts, our spirit, our subconscious. Unfathomable and yet always ready to supply us with a higher level of experience. Here is where those dreams come from, the wellspring of passions I so fondly keep referring to.
The point in this is that while we are young we have a tremendous vulnerability, and this is good, because our subjective reality is fresh and alive. And our objective filter isn't so clogged with preconceived notions. Life comes barreling through our senses and experiences and establishes our objective convictions over time. For better or for worse. Like a river cutting its course across the land seeking its inevitable reunion with the sea, our repetitive responses to life's joys and sorrows make a rut into the landscape. We all do this. This is a completely singular and unique experience.
The wellspring flows only in one direction. It comes from within us. Our attitudes, our thoughts, and our actions are all expressions of our subjective, inner realm, if you will, into the objective, outer reality. Our ideals, our ultimate dreams, have got to get past what we think. Our thoughts are there at the surface of our consciousness playing king of the hill. The predominant thoughts that we have are our attitudes. Therefore a predominant attitude of 'I can't' tells us we never will. The 'Train That Could' told himself 'I think I can!' , and guess what, HE DID IT.
With enough perseverance we can accomplish whatever we set our minds to. Our passions may be a little different the older we get but they don't have to be limited or out of reach. We are the only ones that can hold us back from achieving our dreams. Being receptive to our inner self and truly desiring our Ideals, without hampering ourselves with negative impressions and attitudes, certainly will bring our inner world into a physical reality. This takes a little practice. With application into one's daily experience one will be surprised what they can achieve. Start small and you will find that each accomplishment is a building block to create the castle of your dreams a definite reality. Live your dream ..........don't just think about it.
We must "be" before we can "do" and we can "do" only to the extent that we "are," and what we "are" depends upon what we "think." Charles F. Haanel
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