Dreams are ideas where the collar has been removed and the leash has been thrown away.

We focus on the reasons why we ‘can’t’ at the expense of the far greater reasons why we ‘can’.

A label locks me into a definition that people use to control me. A vision graces me with an idea that serves to release me.

Sadly, I put my dreams to bed long before they ever had the chance to get tired.

Finnikin had learned over the years not to think of anything beyond the practicalities of getting from one point to another. To focus on the achievable.

I hold in my hand a million ideas and more. But if I am puzzled as to why they have never leapt out of my hand and been birthed into the realities they were crafted to be, it is likely because the other hand has withheld the sacrifice that is necessary to birth an idea.