New dreams

“So the years spin by, and now the boy is twenty.
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true,
there’ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty,
before the last revolving years are through.”

These words from a song I sang in high school chorus have been going through my head recently.  We always need a dream to be working on.  We talk about being goal oriented, but maybe it’s more accurate to say we’re (most of us, anyway) process-oriented.  The journey is what keeps us going.  Most of us won’t stick with a goal unless the journey there offers some reward along the way.  Like the old saying, “you’ll get your pie in the sky when you die by and by, but we want ours on the ground while we’re still around.”  The power to go forward must lie in the present moment, or it’s nowhere.  We may begin in uncertainty, but the power to begin at all is what launches us.  Without that, no goal matters.   In fact, a goal is just an arbitrary end-point for what we call one journey to end, and another to begin.  Death is no more than a change of journeys.  Life is the process.  We get tripped up by seeing too small and naming too big.