What’s the worst that can happen?
“What’s the worst that can happen if you dare to dream?” For the past few weeks, I’ve been burdened by this thought because the image of who I am becoming gets clearer to me everyday and it feels like the scariest thing ever.
Here’s the thing: having plans and dreams are different — the former needs to be realistic enough to align with your daily goals but the latter? There are no limits. When it’s time to plan, there may be reasons that cause me to be afraid of execution but what reasons really do I have for not having dreams, at the very least?
It’s so clear — my dreams are mine. They’re the one thing that nobody can steal from me. Even if people laugh and try to project the impossibilities they perceive, they can never take away MY ability to envision the absolute highest version of myself.
So, plan, take baby steps and experience life as the days go by but never limit your dreams. “You are allowed to dream as high, as wide, as big, as extravagant, as impossible, as silly, and as unrealistically nonsensical as you want” because when all is said and done, what’s the worst that can happen if you dare to dream?
