The beginning of the year is a time for reflections and goal setting. A time to look back. A time to look ahead. A time to dream of what could be.
Except the logical part of my brain reminds me that there is a difference between goals and dreams. Both lead to a desired result; however, the success of goals is based on things we can control while the success of dreams is based on the parts of life we cannot control. Getting in shape to run a 5K is a goal, winning the race is a dream.
So, the intelligent thing to do is avoid dreams and stick with goals, right? Because when we allow ourselves to dream we open ourselves up to the possibility of disappointment.
I don’t like disappointment. Therefore my natural instinct is to play it safe. To shy away from dreams. To allow my soul to be bullied by fear.
