The deep, true desires of heart are already written. Set in stone from the dawn of time. The fractal resonance of God's voice has brought us to this moment in space and time.
Why would we not chase those dreams with all of our hearts? Why would we rather toil in convenience rather than enjoy being fully ourselves?
I have been neglecting my dreams for a long time. But everything changes. And the dreams you had as a child come back around. Many times, the dreams visually bear little resemblance (in my experience), but the soul of it is what matters.
We all struggle in this moment. The change. The difference. This isn't what I imagined.
I imagined a ranch house and a simple life. I recieved/got/stumbled into a mobile/hippy lifestyle and a very complex network, schedule, and set of skills.
This week I get to take Selah and all the kids on a plane trip to San Francisco. The day after we get back, Selah is driving with the kids to Pennsylvania to pick up our Airstream. Then I fly to Colombus, Ohio to meet them and proceed directly to Athens, Ohio to meet some of our dearest friends for a day+ before driving back to Bozeman in a grueling three day jaunt.
I haven't been this excited in a long time.
It's really everyone else's potential experience that gets me going. The kids are gonna have some serious expansion this week and I can't wait to see thier wide eyes as they see the world grow and shrink before their very eyes.
I hope they see their dreams, and with any luck, in the future, I can help them not forget.