I met a guy in Key West this past week who was celebrating his 50th birthday and was upset because he thought he had not accomplished much thus far in his life. We shared challenges, risks that we'd taken, and what one gives up to experience certain things in one's life and see dreams come to fruition. I honestly don't think there are right or wrong paths in life...these paths are the threads of our colorful fabrics, and they are different for everybody. Ironically, one of my favorite songs was playing while we were talking. It reminded me of my own fabric and how it has been uniquely weaved by the paths that I have chosen. Our conversation also reminded me of how easy it's been for me to take risks and accept challenges and, conversely, how difficult it is for some people to do the same. The fourth paragraph especially speaks to me, and is what I always seem to do.
A dream is like a river, changing as it flows; and a dreamer's just a vessel, that follow's where it goes.
Learning from what's behind you and never knowing what's in store, makes each day a constant battle to stay between the shores.
Too many times we stand aside and let the waters slip away; we put off 'til tomorrow, which soon becomes today.
So don't just sit upon the shore and say you're satisfied--Choose to chance the rapids, and dare to dance the tide.
Sail your vessel 'til the river runs dry; like a bird upon the wind, let the water be your sky.
You'll never reach your destination if you never try. Sail your vessel until the river runs dry.
