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Dreamer: Life, Love, and Pursuing Passion

Apr 16, 2023

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An intimate reflection on living with vision in a world that often demands realism.

Prologue: To Be a Dreamer

Some people are born with both feet on the ground.

I was not one of them.

I entered this life with my gaze tilted upward, always scanning the horizon for meaning, for beauty, for something more. I felt everything deeply—sometimes unbearably so—and imagined even more than I felt. As a child, they called it creativity. As an adult, they started calling it unrealistic.

But I have learned that being a dreamer is not about naivety.

It is about courage.

It is about daring to hold onto something fragile and intangible in a world that praises only what can be measured and proven. It is about vision. About living from the inside out.

And it is not always gentle. It is not always romantic. It is not always rewarded.

But it is who I am.


Life: The Weight and the Wonder

Life will try to make a realist out of you.

It will hand you bills, broken promises, dead-end jobs, and difficult mornings. It will ask you to grow up, settle down, compromise, adjust your expectations. And in many ways, I have. I have played roles I did not ask for. I have done work that drained me. I have bitten my tongue when I wanted to sing.

But the dreamer in me?She never left.

She just grew quieter for a time. Buried beneath responsibilities and the need to survive. But every now and then, she would stir—at the scent of rain on warm pavement, at the sound of a song that felt like a secret being sung back to me, at the crackle of possibility in a blank page.

Life tried to weigh me down. But I found magic in the weight.

Because to live fully—truly—is to live with both gravity and grace.

And I have learned how to hold both.


Love: The Mirror and the Mystery

Love has been my sharpest teacher and my softest place to fall.

I used to believe love would look like the stories—clean, cinematic, resolved in two hours or less. What I have learned is that real love is messy. Real love unearths you. It makes you look at the parts of yourself you would rather edit out. And sometimes it breaks you, not to hurt you, but to make room.

I have loved with my whole heart. I have given too much. I have walked away when it would have been easier to stay. I have been held by people who understood the shape of my soul, and I have been hurt by those who never tried to trace it.

But I do not regret the depth.I do not regret the risk.

Because love—true love—sees the dreamer in you and says:

"I see it too. Keep going."

Love is not just romance. It is friendship. It is self-trust. It is the sacred tether between who you are and who you are becoming.

And I am still becoming.


Passion: The Flame and the Fight

Passion has never knocked.It kicks in the door.

It shows up uninvited, hungry, wild, and insistent. It does not wait for a perfect schedule or ideal circumstances. It arrives when I am tired. When I am scared. When I think I have nothing left to give. And still it whispers:

"Make something."

There is a holy fire in creating. In chasing the invisible. In building something out of nothing but a gut feeling and a stubborn need to express.

Passion is not always beautiful.It does not always lead to applause.

But it keeps me alive in ways nothing else can.

It is the part of me that refuses to quit.The part that believes even when no one else does.The part that trusts the process, even when the outcome is unclear.

Passion is not a hobby. It is a heartbeat.

And I have learned to listen.


Epilogue: To the Other Dreamers

To those who feel everything.To those who cannot stop imagining more, even when life gets hard.To those who have been called “too much,” “too sensitive,” “too unrealistic.”To those who keep showing up, creating, believing—quietly, loudly, imperfectly.

I see you.

And I want to say:Your dreams are not a distraction.They are a direction.

Your vision is not an indulgence.It is your map.

Keep going.

Even when it is hard.Even when no one gets it.Even when you doubt it.

Because the world needs dreamers.Now more than ever.


Final Thought

Being a dreamer is not about escape.It is about expansion.It is not about avoiding life.It is about touching it more deeply than most people dare.

I am not always certain.I am not always fearless.But I am always in pursuit.

Of life.Of love.Of passion.

And I would not have itanyotherway.

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