Reality’s rude awakening

Last night I went to bed all amped up and inspired… “Tomorrow”, I said, “I will change the world”. I lay my head on the pillow of big dreams and wild hopes. Then at a lousy 6:30 am my alarm blared in my ear, tomorrow had arrived and I was not ready, I wanted more sleep, I wanted just another hour. I felt my slumber scream: “WE WANT MORE SLEEP!!!” and my slumber won. A 15 min snooze we got, see my dream of changing the world was not far but, it defiantly was not near.  What was near on the other hand was and is, is my pillow.

Greatness lingers with me throughout my day it follows me and it stares at me right before my sleep. I am consumed by it, I am it. I have come to learn that greatness is not a far-fetched Idea that you wish upon. Na, you make it happen, you decide every day to choose greatness and forfeit mundane and average. And to me, what is average? It would be to sit and do nothing with no purpose and no direction.

I am constantly amazed by what people are able to achieve with the little that they have to work with. I am constantly amazed by the joy that people have during the toughest of times. I am constantly amazed by the strength people carry when it looked like they were at the end of themselves yesterday. I am constantly amazed by the love people show after being deeply hurt. I am constantly amazed by life and from that I am inspired to Greatness.

Today with all that can be done and should be done I choose to keep my light shining. So, to my match we will find a candle and light it up. Whilst it burns, I will search for a lantern and let it lead me to a fire place; which will set my home alight. As I take a journey in the woods to place my lantern on a mountain to bring light to a city. This little light will shine.

So my journey I take one step at a time one moment at a time. Forgetting not the people around me, remembering to stop by the still quiet waters to take a drink and rest by the tree planted close by. I do not see the end insight yet I have faith that I will get to my mountain so here I am. Where am I going, bets me but, I will not stop walking, I can’t. So with my alarm blaring at me in the dawn of every morning, I accept the challenge to live; to go after the desires of my heart; to be beautiful; to be watchful of those journeying beside me; to notice the smell of the freshly cut grass; to sigh; to cry; to truly be human yet Great.