Dreaming With My Eyes Open

Dreams. Hopes. Aspirations. All things that we have, and each one is as unique as we are. And, as I got to dissecting why I have been so grouchy and so ornery for the past few days, I realized that my wellspring of impatience came from dreaming with my eyes shut.

So I opened them.

What’s the difference?

When you dream with your eyes closed, you aren’t focused on a pragmatic course of action to get to where you need to be. It’s at this point that you tend to become scattered, flustered and are more likely to veer off course. You plan to plan, you don’t plan to execute. You focus so largely on the big picture, you overlook the details required to get there.

As I have.

Allow me to explain….

You can’t have a planned destination without a navigation system to guide you.

When we dream with our eyes shut, Murphy’s Law tends to rear its rather large and ugly head, putting obstacles in front of us that we have no idea how to contend with – enter the last few weeks of my life. From here, we stress, we spiral and we knock ourselves back down to square one.

When we dream with our eyes open, even in the wake of Mr. Murphy, we can at least create a plan to dig our way out.

And while many people make fun of me for my Mind Maps, my spreadsheet obsession and the fact that I live and die by a task list – which has a plethora of overdue items at the moment – I learned that if I dream with my eyes open, if I take the time to create a plan, I get a tiny little adrenaline rush as each item on my list becomes complete. I resolved to the fact that once you have a plan, and you begin to see that plan come together, even if outside obstacles remain in force, you can begin to take things more in stride. So I am segmenting my day, I am saying no and I am not paying heed to the multiple distractions that keep bombarding me from all sides.

In other words, I’m awake now.


Which leaves me with only one question: How are you doing to dream?  
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