When Did We Stop Believing?

We humans are an interesting group. As infants we fall flat on our butts time and time again with complete disregard to the pain and failure that awaits – then one day, we learn to walk. As kids, we dream about the most absurd and ridiculous things – building a spaceship, being able to fly, tossing a Hail Mary to win the game with time expiring on the clock…

Then ‘reality’ sets in whether it’s through fear of failure, fear of ridicule, complacency, loss of direction, loss of self-worth…

When did we stop dreaming, when did we stop hoping, and when did we stop believing that there is more to this life than what we see around us?

If these words make sense to you and I can offer you anything at this moment, it’s a wish that starting today and each day onward, you’ll take the time to accept your greatness and realize that it’s okay to start dreaming, hoping, and believing again…

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Post Scriptum: This post was inspired by an email that I received from a dear friend, Flint Hales, who left the comfy confines of his Engineering job to pursue his passion of obtaining a medical degree. I hope all is well Mr. Hales.

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  1. Mephistopheles

    That is a very hard question. With me I never really 100% stopped believing and dreaming..just 90% and it was gradual. I left home really young (dreamer) and during the process of becoming “streetwise” to survive I lost 70%, the other 20% lost was slower…sure I tried different things even turning to religion but found that as if you stand back and watch what goes on in religions there is alot of hypocrisy and standing back even further its hard to not see the enormous amount of misery in the world, hard to dream. I know “streetwisation” has alot to do with my views of reality and dreaming, after going from wanderer living off bread and a jar of peanut butter to being married with the picket fenced house, 1 child and 1.7 pets to being divorced, broke and eating peanut butter again to owning 3 different businesses, love found and lost again, I still trudge on and have yet to realize any dreams, just stuck in “survival” mode I guess or my dream is too big for me.

    Reading my post back……I guess I really am still quite a dreamer and that may be the “problem” with me..90% dream and 10% reality….”dreams” are perfect and the quest for “perfect” is a long one for me that MAY never come to fruition….but I have to keep looking, thats just the way I am.

  2. I want to share with you a line from my favorite song, “Have we outgrown our Peter Pans and wings? We’ve simply grown too old for tales of knights and kings…”

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