I am awake, I am alive, as today I continue … living the dream.

I giggle to myself as I think of 6-year-old me, always playing teacher. I had my blackboard and chalk. I had my lesson plan and of course, I had a classroom of willing and engaged stuffed animals anxious to absorb all they could! (Funny how my brothers were never quite so willing when I coerced them into playing.)

For years, standing in front of a group, delivering a seminar, I remembered that little girl. Surely I had achieved my dream but somehow, not quite.

Then two years ago, the dream did come to pass when a dear friend at the college asked me to consider teaching a course in the Aboriginal Community Advocacy program. I could not say “Yes!” fast enough and the scene played out again this summer as again I agreed to teach.
Wednesday’s are an early day for me but no matter, for today I teach. Today I live my dream as I help my students gather the knowledge they will need to live theirs.

#perfect

Which of course begs the question, what were your childhood dreams my friend and did you get the chance to live them? I pray you all say “YES!” with enthuasiasm and gratitude for that is the life we all deserve, a life of dreams.

 

I love you! HUGSSSSSSSSSS
Sandi

#ibelieveinyou #ibelieveinme #celebrateandsurvive #repairingfeathers