Dreams!

We all live life hoping for more. Some of us are fortunate enough to get more. I have received so much and yet I hope for more. Why?

Here's why: I have much - people who love me, people I love, a good job, a nice flat, a nice car, a Kindle... The list is long. The very last item on the list is the problem, though. I have dreams.

This is not meant to be the unsatisfied rant of a spoilt brat. This is a statement of fact. I have much. I want more. Because what I have does not answer the call of my dreams. The job is good, but it's a job, not a way of life. I believe that one's work, that thing you do to fulfill your role in the grand scheme of things, should be something that you want to make a way of life, because you were born to live that way. I was not born to live this way. Being a teacher is noble and good and I am not bad at it, but it just ain't me.

(Note pause here)

As I wrote these first paragraphs, I had to pause, wondering where this is going. So, I took the time to go over some old posts. Methinks some of the things I started seeing during and shortly after Lent are becoming clearer. I know now that where I am now is the right place for me to be, but I am definitely on my way somewhere else. My role in the grand scheme of things is changing and my job is to work as hard as I can, both on the here-and-now and on the next step.

Wish me luck!