Dreamer.

Ah life.

who can really explain it? I don't think artists, nor poets, nor scientists, could really explain how it all works. It is truly a mystery.

So I know that since I was quite young I've had big dreams... big ideas... I always felt like Belle (there must be more than this provincial life!) ha- remember that song from Beauty & the Beast? But she's right! There has to be more! And I've know it since before money could have ever had its grip on me. I've always know this life is big and that its going to be a great adventure. Why shouldn't it be?! Why would I settle for a 9-5 a white picket fence and a cute little dog? (though right now a cute little dog sounds nice!) I'm not saying I dont want nice things, I just never want to settle! I never want to get comfortable with just being okay... I want to feel like a child until the day I die! Even if I die at the age of 100! I want to have a life full of dirt and tears and scratches and loving and bare feet! I don't think that's too much to ask!?

So I have always believed I need to dream big... well I have told some people my dreams...but tonight I tell you all... here are my 2 biggest dreams that always weigh heavy in my heart:
-open an orphanage. love many children. help rebuild. give hope
-start some sort of sex trade rehabilitation thing. for the women...who have been caught in the horrible industry. help them learn a skill so they can work to make honest money instead of working as prostitutes.

I know these dreams are CRAZY big...like INSANE...but wasn't building an arc? Or crossing the red sea? or feeding 5000 with a couple fish? God did all of that and if he has installed big dreams in my heart I believe He's going to help either me carry out these dreams or help someone else to do it. As long as I am involved.

I like dreams. I like when they come true. It's a little bit of heaven coming to earth.