Fight For Your Dreams
They will tell you to be realistic. To stop dreaming, to face the facts.
“Good ideas alter the power balance in relationships, that is why good ideas are always initially resisted. Good ideas come with a heavy burden. Which is why so few people have them. So few people can handle it.” — Hugh Macleod
They will tell you what you’re saying doesn’t make any sense, and that you live in your own world. That in this world — the one they’re beckoning you towards, things are different.
They will tell you to be considerate. I promise you that you will remember Mr. Pressfield’s words on Resistance and that may be the only straw that keeps you from giving in completely.
That and my plea, because as I write this, I can feel the strain, the pain, the wails in my mind and the cries for me to give up on those dreams ‘for now’.
Take this job, for now.
Forget about that idea, for now.
Do it on the side, for now.
Take an inventory of how you feel. Imagine a world without your art. A world where you don’t get to create. A world where you do the job everyone tells you is for now. This job that slowly and quietly burns at your leftover hope as you become a cog in the machine.
“This is America,” they said. “The American Dream isn’t real,” they said.
‘There’s an opportunity cost to everything worthwhile in life. No matter what you’re trying to accomplish, you’ll have to give up something in order to make it happen’
— Srinivas Rao
But why? Why must I be the realistic one? Why must you?
Does this mean no one ever lives their dreams in real time? Do they forget that we’re willing to bleed our eyes out until death?
Do they realize that our reality is one of fear and anxiety and iteration and that what we do, giving life to words and sounds and colors is what keeps us going?
Do they not know what we know of the outliers? Do they don’t know that we’re aware of how slim our chances are?
Don’t they know we’re fueled by the dreams they want us to bury?
I choose to be unrealistic. To show up each day and share my heart on the page.
I choose to dream, that this country and this world, has space for more, more thriving artists, more healthy artists, more loving artists.
“The amateur believes he must first overcome his fear; then he can do his work. The professional knows that fear can never be overcome.”
— Steven Pressfield
And who, after 29 years of existence, now realizes that dreams only die with our death. That reality is what we choose to believe. That resistance is real, resistance doesn’t want us to win— so we have to do the work.
We don’t have to explain ourselves. All we can do is take the suggestions, advice, kind words, words of caution, words of fear, take them all with compassion and love.
That our job as dreamers is to use our fuel and light the world on fire — set the universe ablaze with our stories, with our lives. That our fight is on the canvas, not on the back and forth arguments about fears and the future.
We were made to create. Made to love and made to thrive.
Fight for your dreams with your life if you have to because we need to remind the world that everything we now see, everything we touch, everything in this reality was once a dream.
“It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.” — Markus Aurelius