You Were Someone's Dream
So I'm unabashedly inspired by the show "Parenthood". It's a simple show. There is some drama, and some mundanity.... but it's a show of a family, an extended and sometimes complicated family, making it work.
I watched an episode tonight where a Grandfather spoke candidly to his Grandaughter: "I dreamed of my grandchildren. I dreamed of you. You have no right to mess with my dreams."
He was speaking to her regarding her life choices, etc... but the moment hit me so directly. We were and are someone's dream. What if every person knew and believed that?
One of the most powerful things ever spoken to me came from my Father. He once told me that my Mother was one of the happiest women in the world when she was pregnant. I was her dream. I grew up knowing and believing that, and I think it shaped me to be the person I am today.
I know that not everyone reading this will have the same sense of wanted-ness. I am truly lucky. But I can't stop myself from believing that each and every one of us is someone's dream. We are intended for people, for influence. Someone dreamed YOU into existence... how powerful is that?
A dear friend said to me today "Man, Julia... you'll never change. You will always love everything X 100." It's just true. I can't hide from it. I have tried at different times to be more sarcastic, more cynical, but why? Why try to be anything that you are not? I can't pretend that I don't get giddy over the amazing people and phenomenal experiences of my life. My heart is my Rockstar. My people love me for my heart, and I deserve that... and you do too.
I was and am someone's dream. As are you. If we all walked with that, with the idea that maybe someone somewhere had wished and prayed and dreamed us into existance; maybe we'd all be better off.
I love the changing of seasons. I love people in general. I love families of all kinds. I love getting close to people, the comfort of knowing their little secrets... and them knowing mine. I love laughter and dancing and music and the amazing feeling of creating something massive out of the efforts of many. I love cheesy inspirational quotes, and I love making people feel better. I love making people laugh when they are sad. I love laughing in general. I love being teased, because I think it means you truly love and respect me. I love this life. I love the surprises. I love it all.
Home is where the heart is? So find your heart and speak your truth. I own the fact that this all sounds cheesy and cliche... but it feels true to me. I can be sarcastic, I'll roll with just about anything. I love you regardless of your style, because I assume you'll love me for mine.
So sincerely... can you believe that you were someone's dream? Because I think we'd all be better off and better serving if we felt that.

I watched an episode tonight where a Grandfather spoke candidly to his Grandaughter: "I dreamed of my grandchildren. I dreamed of you. You have no right to mess with my dreams."
He was speaking to her regarding her life choices, etc... but the moment hit me so directly. We were and are someone's dream. What if every person knew and believed that?
One of the most powerful things ever spoken to me came from my Father. He once told me that my Mother was one of the happiest women in the world when she was pregnant. I was her dream. I grew up knowing and believing that, and I think it shaped me to be the person I am today.
I know that not everyone reading this will have the same sense of wanted-ness. I am truly lucky. But I can't stop myself from believing that each and every one of us is someone's dream. We are intended for people, for influence. Someone dreamed YOU into existence... how powerful is that?
A dear friend said to me today "Man, Julia... you'll never change. You will always love everything X 100." It's just true. I can't hide from it. I have tried at different times to be more sarcastic, more cynical, but why? Why try to be anything that you are not? I can't pretend that I don't get giddy over the amazing people and phenomenal experiences of my life. My heart is my Rockstar. My people love me for my heart, and I deserve that... and you do too.
I was and am someone's dream. As are you. If we all walked with that, with the idea that maybe someone somewhere had wished and prayed and dreamed us into existance; maybe we'd all be better off.
I love the changing of seasons. I love people in general. I love families of all kinds. I love getting close to people, the comfort of knowing their little secrets... and them knowing mine. I love laughter and dancing and music and the amazing feeling of creating something massive out of the efforts of many. I love cheesy inspirational quotes, and I love making people feel better. I love making people laugh when they are sad. I love laughing in general. I love being teased, because I think it means you truly love and respect me. I love this life. I love the surprises. I love it all.
Home is where the heart is? So find your heart and speak your truth. I own the fact that this all sounds cheesy and cliche... but it feels true to me. I can be sarcastic, I'll roll with just about anything. I love you regardless of your style, because I assume you'll love me for mine.
So sincerely... can you believe that you were someone's dream? Because I think we'd all be better off and better serving if we felt that.
Published on April 20, 2011 18:48
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