The sun sets on another day…
Sunset was beautiful, and the moments flew by like hours. I held on as long as I could, and reveled in the impossibilities and imperfections of it all. In beauty there is sometimes truth, and today was part of that truth.
I talk from time to time about Don Quixote De la Macha. Hey chased windmills you know. He fought an impossible battle against each and saw dragons to be defeated for a cause. Can you do that?
If you have an impossible cause are you willing to stand up to it, even if other see you as crazy, worse? If they could see what you see, would they believe you? Does it matter?
I would like to believe that the impossible dream is not just a dream, and that if it is real to you, it is worth the fight, perhaps if only a little.
I pondered this today, and I wondered how the world would be if we searched for our windmills, and found the prize was worth the battle.
So as the sun sets on another day, I thought about this a lot today, and about the battles we all face sometimes. Not just the seen, but the unseen, and how we, and I, and you, could come to terms with our dragons. Be the one who sees, and there just may be a dragon there if you open your eyes. Keep they wide, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and believe…