I have come to realize that I have been doing things all backwards. This could explain the results I have gotten. I have left my dreams by the wayside to take care of the problems. I am trying to change that, though, if for no other reason than the results I’ve gotten by putting my problems first have been less than stellar.
Ok. Maybe that last statement isn’t exactly correct. Let’s say that, by putting my problems before my dreams, I have been left with the feeling that I dropped my soul off on the side of the road with a bag of food and a blanket, with the hopes that some kind soul would come along and take it home to give it all the love it deserves. I’ll have you know that this is not the path to happiness.
Sure, I’ve gotten things a little less stressful this way, but what good is that if I don’t even acknowledge the pleadings of my dreams? I believe the soul withers without attention, and my soul has been feeling very husk-like, lately. I think this means that I am facing another area where I need to learn balance.
Problems don’t often go away by themselves. They take a plan. Action. Follow through. Determination. It occurs to me that dealing with problems is similar to following one’s dreams.
Maybe I am learning to have balance between dealing with the problems and creating my dreams. I am starting a garden, but I have been looking at it a bit wrong. I’ve been looking at the garden as something for me to do that I enjoy that isn’t just left foot, right footing it, which is important in itself. But, what if I followed this gardening toward fulfilling a silly dream?
I love to garden. I’ve said that. The only part of gardening I don’t like is the weeding part, but that’s part of the gig. I have this dream that I have played in my head quite a few times, most often when I’m in the garden, of having a large plot of land that I grow organic, non-gmo herbs on that I then sell to…well, whoever. I guess that part of the dream hasn’t been thought out completely, yet. I think I shut it down before then.
Maybe I get too scared to look at it. To do so may mean stepping outside my comfort zone, something I have been way too afraid to do, with most things, for years now. But, what if?
What if I did start selling my herbs? I’ve already talked about having a you pick catnip garden. It may not be the best idea, but it would be a beginning. Then there are the farmer’s markets that happen all Spring and Summer. Hmmm…
Just thinking about this actually causes me some angst. I can feel my heart beat a little faster and The Committee is running around all aflutter, though quietly. Maybe that’s not fear but excitement, though feels like fear. Hmmm…
I guess what I need to do now is find out where I could sell my herbs this Summer. What guidelines are needed to be followed in the growing and selling of them to satisfy any health agencies that could have issue with it. Ok. Its fact-finding time.
I guess this is where the problem solving skills come into play on the path to following dreams. Its only one step, but that’s where one is supposed to start when coming up with solutions and with following dreams. Lets see where this goes.