Dream a little dream with me

I've been caught up with dreams recently. Not the Dream from Neil Gaiman's Sandman, not quite Martin Luther King's rousing "I have a dream"s but simply, those precious dreams that we've all had about the things we wanted to do in life.

For the past few months, I've lived between two worlds as I've tried to replicate the life I left behind with the one ahead of me. Recent developments have made me question WHY. Why haven't I seized the opportunity to try something new, something I've been dreaming of doing once I'm back in this part of the world, but which I'd laid aside - in return for stability and sometimes out of necessity - when I was younger? The bottom line is I've been afraid. Afraid of risking failure by stepping out of my comfort zone. Afraid to trust in something greater than myself. Afraid to define success as it could be rather than what others think it should be for me.

"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat." - T. Roosevelt

On that note, thanks to friends and family who have encouraged and inspired me to take the plunge this year and to appreciate the "might" of our dreams. I'll fill you all in once I decide - which should be soon (hopefully). Also, special congrats to Sudhir and Carolyn on your new jobs. You do us all proud!